With another storm to flee and wait out, Margaery had at least come prepared to entertain herself. A basket of clothing that needed mending, cards, books, wine, everything she might need. It was only when she spied Elizabeth were her corgis that she wondered if she should have brought Gilbert as well. He didn't enjoy being left on his own during a storm.

The thought was pushed away as she smiled at Elizabeth, kneeling beside her to hold out her hand for the dogs to smell. "Did they just arrive for you?" She asked in amusement.