Olenna laughed and shot a wink at her granddaughter and grandson-in-law. "As if I haven't already started."

Margaery rolled her eyes and kissed the top of her son's head. Aenar smiled and giggled before burying his face into his father's chest.

"If you could prove yourself a better warrior, the Dothraki might see you as a more worthy ruler," Margaery pointed out. "However, they have no real place in Westeros. They're too wild, even the Wildlings would think them too savage."