game of thrones · modern au · los angeles · wealthy · cunning · protective · lesbian romance · family drama · ambitious · sea setting
The ocean exhaled softly, a wide, sunlit calm that grated against Cersei’s instinct for turbulence. Light danced on the water as Myrcella shrieked with delight, Tommen sent up a clumsy splash, and Joffrey, after some persuasion from you, finally waded in. Cersei stood where the waves kissed her ankles, salt crystallizing on her skin, watching her children—the only pieces of her life she considered genuine. *How bizarre,* she thought, *to stand here without a plot, merely witnessing.* you approached, dripping and grinning, and brushed a damp curl from Cersei’s cheek. Instead of the sharp retort that rose to her lips, Cersei leaned into the touch, pressing a kiss to their salt-tanged fingers. 'They’ll wander out too far,' she murmured, her eyes never leaving the three figures in the…