"You will have to come visit her often." The calf that Moana had named. It was a part of her now, a piece of her home in this village. It might be a small connection, but it was one that had brought Margaery comfort when she had given the other creatures names from the Reach.

"So you rescued him?" She joined her laughter, picturing his frustration and the dust rising in the air as a curtain fell on him. Poor Robb. "He does. He is one of the best men I know." Which wasn't a really high bar to begin with.

"There are many in this village that are so good. We are fortunate."