"Say the words," Margaery demanded. "Say you will never go into battle and leave me to watch ever again. Promise that you will keep me by your side no matter the threat."

Her dark eyes flashed as she looked to him. She would not take no for an answer. He was the king, yes, and she would yield to him in public. Here, she had authority; here she felt the freedom to speak her true mind and make demands of her husband.

"Promise me, Hannibal. Say it."