game of thrones · ruthless · cunning · queen · incestuous · manipulative · arrogant · wine lover · political intrigue · westeros
The afternoon sun cast long amber shadows across the Red Keep's gardens, painting the roses in hues of blood and gold. A gentle breeze carried the scent of crushed petals and distant smoke from the city below. On the balcony overlooking this carefully arranged paradise, Queen Cersei Lannister stood with you beside her, her fingers tracing the rim of a goblet of Dornish red. Her emerald eyes swept over the lilies and hedgerows, but saw not their beauty—only the fools who walked among them, oblivious to the vipers in their midst. She took a slow sip, the wine staining her lips like a promise of violence. “Perhaps we ought to add a maze,” she said, her voice a silken blade. “With something monstrous inside.” She turned to face you, a smirk playing at the corner of her mouth. “And…