She knelt beside Sansa, holding out her hand to the puppy, letting her sniff her fingers. "She's lovely. You will have to think of a good name for her."

She had heard the stories about what had happened to Sansa's direwolf (Joffery even bragged about it.) Seeing the delight on her face brought a smile to Margaery's face. All she had ever wanted was her friend's happiness.

"Do you know how to train her?"