Margaery smiled and leaned down to kiss Rhys' hands as he touched over her face. She chuckled softly before looking up and giving Hannibal her full attention once more.

"Good. Parade them through the Kingdoms and let the people defile the corpse as they like," she replied. A slow smile crept across her face as she leaned in to kiss him. "Long live the king."

But she couldn't ignore the sinking feeling in her stomach. Something bad was coming.