"I wish I could say," Margaery told her with a small sigh. She had forgotten that in all of the time she had been here, there was still so much that hadn't been explained. She still had no idea why they were here or what this city was capable of. She had just learned to accept the lack of answers.

She took Sansa's hands into her own, trying to impart some level of comfort and courage. "Some return home. The Martell prince was here for a time and then he disappeared, meaning that he was sent home. It is possible that you might be as well." There was no guarantee, that was what hurt the most. As much as she wanted Sansa to be with her family, there was a small part of her afraid to see her friend go.