[That statement alone makes Margaery snort in amusement. After 3, she can agree with the sentiment, despite the continuing thirst for more power. It was an addiction that would never be quelled.]

Perhaps it is different for a husband you choose? Without the strings of Westeros over us, we have an opportunity to spend our days as we wish.

I have no desire to return.

[The confession comes quickly in her mind, spoken aloud without hesitation or fear. It was so simple, but weighted with truth. She could be happier in this place.]