You obey, kissing the Queen's foot obediently.
Margaery smiles, satisfied by your obedience.
"Good boy," she coos. "I don't have many pets nowadays, but I want you to be one."
Margaery presses her foot to your face and pushes you down so that you lie under her feet.
"What do you say?" she asks.
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