Hopeless
He has brought her to a deserted cliff miles away from the wedding feast. She sees no one and knows they are completely alone. He is circling her as a predator stalks its prey, slowly tightening the circle until it's ready to strike. He strips her of her clothing leaving her completely vulnerable to his gaze. As he pushes her down to her hands and knees, her last vestiges of hope are washed away with her unending tears. She realises then that Viserys is not going to change his mind. That the Magister is not going to somehow smuggle her back to Westeros. That no miracle is going to rescue her from this marriage.
