Margaery smiled and kissed him back with all the enthusiasm of a newlywed. "Ah, then indeed you should - tan it and tack it to the walls in here for future victims to see and ponder their fates." She would commission a rose to be forged of gold and would have it put in the center of the chest of the hide.

She pouted her lips as she considered his question. "Well, you already started without me and took the piece he wanted to use upon me." She playfully scolded Hannibal. "His fingers offended me by bruising my thighs, I should like to cut them off first."