Margaery froze when Rhys suggested the name. She and Olenna exchanged looks, the older woman gave a sad smile before taking a generous swig of her wine. Tears formed in Margaery's eyes, for a moment she was forced to remember how Loras had died. She pulled Rhys close and hugged him tight.

"Loras, yes my little love. You're absolutely right," she agreed. "Loras, if it's a brother. Elaena if it's a girl."

She glanced to Hannibal, tears still in her eyes.