[Continued from Part 3]
It was this scene that raced through Queen Margaery's mind as she contemplated her choices. As daunting as a switching from the Septa seemed, it was much preferred to something like that.
With a deep breath she rose and faced the door. Outside she thought she could hear faint footsteps. People were out and about. Taking one more deep breath she opened the door and slipped out. And then she started running.
Down the hall she ran. She never thought she could run so fast but then again she was never so fearful or humiliated. Utterly naked she streaked through the halls. The Gardens were not too far away but today they seemed so distant. Far up ahead she could see some others milling about. With a flash of inspiration she grabbed her thick auburn hair and pulled it around her face, hopefully granting her deniable anonymity.