Margaery rolled her eyes but smiled all the same. She knew the Sand Snakes would be more than happy for the chance to ride a Dothraki horse lord. There had been some occasions where she had carried on conversations with them in private concerning the different sexual practices between their provinces. Margaery had even taken a few tips from the Sand Snakes back to the bedroom with Hannibal.

"Perhaps you're not wrong," Olenna smirked over her cup and took another sip.