"Yes....Of cousre your grace." You stammer.Barely ably to speak with the Queen's foot on your face.
"Good.I'm glad you know your place" Margaery says as she smiles at you.
"Now, BOY." she says as she lifts her foot off your face.
You take this moment to pause and realize that the Queen's beautiful feet are so close to you and smell VERY sweaty.
You think about how bad her feet smell but your thought is interrupted by her next remark.
"I have an idea." She smiles mischievously.
She raises her sweaty foot above your face.
"Unless you're going to misbehave. Are you?"
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