Margaery smiled and kissed his jaw to whisper in his ear. "It should be sweeter, considering there is only one child feeding." She teased before moving to rock Aenar in her arms. "There we are, little love. Do you want to see your Mimi?"

Aenar yawned and buried himself against his mother. Margaery laughed. "I'll take that as a 'no' - just as stubborn as your father."