Margaery smirked at Hannibal's remark and kissed him deeply. "The sooner the better. I ache for poor Loerys, she needs her mother's fresh milk."

And he was right, if she was upset, she would make it known. There was no worry of that.

When she walked out with Hannibal and surveyed the assembling Dothraki and Unsullied. When Daenerys gave her sharp reply, Margaery smirked. They were leaving, that was clear.