Hannibal smirked as he approached the bound man slowly. "I think you are right my dear. We should send her some things that will make her feel a sense of loss. I agree that we should send her his other hand. Then her great protector won't be able to save her or hold her anymore." He moved down so that Rhys could touch his face. "Which part of his face should we send her as well my son?"

Rhys was happy that his father was letting him help. He touched an eyebrow. "I!" He said.

Hannibal chuckled with pride. "Very good son! I think one eye along with his other hand is perfect." He said.

He stood as he handed Rhys back to Margaery. Hannibal moved to Jaimie and pulled on his whole arm hard enough to dislocate the limb so that it hung loose in his bonds. He then went to collect a red hot sword with thick gloves on. He made a clean slice through the shoulder to completely remove the arm and to seal the cut so that he would not bleed to death. He then pressed the hot blade against his main torso to better seal the cut to ensure that he would live.

He then looked to Margaery. "Which eye should I take? The right or the left?" He asked.