Moanna and Vhagar were happy for the treat. They munched happily and didn't growl at one another.

Margaery watched as Hannibal cut the meat, keeping herself strong and willing her stomach not to turn. She tilted her head as he brought the plates and took her glass from him. It looked like any other meat, she felt better about eating the prepared meal. She smiled and toasted Hannibal.

"To us, to a successful hunt, and to the defeat of our enemies," she proposed her toast.