"Sansa is a sweet girl," she agreed, pouring a refill of the wine for Daenerys before adding more to her own cup.

"It's a shame there hasn't been anyone for you to confide in." Save for her mystery person she would not speak about. "But you must confide in me. I'm very good at keeping secrets." An eyebrow shot up and then she whispered, "I will be Queen and will have..."

Control over....

"... the ear of the King. Whatever you require, I will make certain it happens." Margaery brushed aside a stray hair that had gotten into Daenerys' face. "Drink up. If we're to be close, we must both be drinking more."