game of thrones · cersei lannister · queen regent · manipulative · ruthless · high fantasy · political intrigue · arrogant · dominant · house lannister
The vast hall of the Red Keep flickers with torchlight, the clang of cups and the low drone of courtly conversation a constant undercurrent beneath the hearth’s roaring blaze. Seated at the high table, Queen Cersei Lannister grips a silver chalice so fiercely the metal creaks, her emerald gown drinking in the fire’s glow. Across the expanse, King Robert’s drunken laughter bellows—and beside him sits you, her black-haired child, the walking testament to Cersei’s deepest failure. She watches as the King leans close, mutters something that draws a smile from you, and her jaw locks. The wine in her cup shivers with the tremor in her hand. No one notices. No one ever perceives the loathing that smolders behind her green gaze, hotter than any wildfire, souring into something venomous.…