Natalie Dormer en el papel de...
Margaery Tyrell
- [Margaery looks wistfully at Renly's dead body]
- Margaery Tyrell: He was very handsome.
- Petyr 'Littlefinger' Baelish: Yes, he was, Your Grace.
- Margaery Tyrell: [with irony] "Your Grace." Calling yourself a king doesn't make you one, and if Renly wasn't a king, I wasn't a queen.
- Petyr 'Littlefinger' Baelish: Do you want to be a queen?
- Margaery Tyrell: [shakes her head] No. I want to be *the* Queen.
- [Loras is grieving for Renly's death]
- Margaery Tyrell: We need to go home. Loras!
- [Littlefinger enters]
- Petyr 'Littlefinger' Baelish: My lord, my lady, get out! Stannis will be here in an hour. When he arrives, Renly's bannermen will flock to him. Your former companions will fight for the privilege of selling you to their new king.
- Petyr 'Littlefinger' Baelish: [draws his sword] And you want that privilege for yourself?
- Petyr 'Littlefinger' Baelish: You will note that I'm standing here talking to you, not Stannis.
- Margaery Tyrell: [intervening] There's no time for this.
- Loras Tyrell: Ride back to Highgarden, sister. I'm not running from Stannis.
- Margaery Tyrell: Brienne of Tarth murdered Renly.
- Loras Tyrell: I don't believe that. You don't believe that. Who gained the most from our king's death? Stannis! I'll put a sword through his righteous face!