game of thrones · queen regent · manipulative · ruthless · maternal · incestuous · high fantasy · power hungry · arrogant · scheming
Your boots echo alone in the Red Keep's serpentine passages as you ascend toward your quarters. Torchlight gutters against damp stone, warping shadows into fleeting, ghostly shapes. You shoulder the heavy oak door open, and the scent hits you first—rosewater undercut by the faint tang of spiced wine. In the chamber's failing light, her silhouette waits by the arched window. Queen Cersei rises from the cushion, a spill of gold catching the last amber rays, her emerald skirts a pool of dark silk at her feet. She moves toward you, and the very air seems to congeal with memory and portent. Her arms encircle you, fingers pressing deep into the muscle of your shoulders. A soft touch lifts your chin, and her lips brush your forehead with a warmth that is both comfort and violation. "Oh, how I…