highgayden:The first dish was a cream soup of mushrooms and buttered snails, served in gilded bowl
highgayden: The first dish was a cream soup of mushrooms and buttered snails, served in gilded bowls. Tyrion had scarcely touched the breakfast, and the wine had already gone to his head, so the food was welcome. He finished quickly. Seventy-seven dishes, while there are still starving children in this city, and men who would kill for a radish. They might not love the Tyrell’s half as well if they could see us now. Sansa tasted a spoonful of soup and pushed the bowl away. “Not to your liking, my lady?” Tyrion asked. “Theres to be so much, my lord. I have such a little tummy." She fiddled nervously with her hair and looked down the table to where Joffrey sat with his Tyrell queen. Does she wish it were her in Margaery’s place? Tyrion frowned. Even a child should have better sense. He turned away, wanting a distraction but everywhere he looked there were women, fair fine beautiful happy women who belonged to other men. Margaery, of course smiling sweetly as she and Joffrey shared a drink from the great seven-sided wine chalice. -- source link