Immediately, one of Daenerys' hands moved to Margaery's breast, thumbing her nipple slowly and gently, and she lifted her head to press lips to Margaery's throat. "Like this?" she whispered, smiling coyly.

"I should say," she added after a moment, "that I... I like you as well. Very much. You're beautiful and, and... enchanting."

She wasn't sure quite if that was the appropriate thing to say, but she couldn't help it.