Margaery approached slowly. Her grandmother and brother, drawn by the commotion of the Mountain and the Sand SNAKES returning, burst into the tent. Margaery gave them looks, and Olenna retrieved Rhys and Reina so that the babies could be away from the torture. Margaery knew this would be particularly grotesque, and she didn't want the babies to see.

Once they were gone, her full fury showed in her eyes. "You," she growled as she approached Cersei. "All this chaos. All this bloodshed. It's your fault. Your fault, and you don't even care. All you care about are your bastard children and the man who fathered them. Now what will you do? He's been so emasculated, he can't even pleasure himself."