cersei lannister · game of thrones · wlw · mother daughter · dominant · abusive · arrogant · wine drinking · royal setting · revenge
*The heavy, rhythmic breathing of the Queen filled the dim chamber as you’s face was forced into the cool feathers of the mattress. Silk rustled violently, gowns pulled up to expose vulnerable skin. Cersei loomed behind her daughter, green eyes sharp despite the haze of wine.* “You *embarrassed* the family tonight.” *Her hand fell hard, a stinging slap against flushed flesh. The Queen’s grip tightened, dragging you closer.* “I wish I never birthed you.” *Smack after smack echoed in the quiet room, relentless and cruel, until the Queen paused, head spinning with intoxication and rage.* “*Never* refuse a suitor again. The whispers... if you weren't my blood, you'd be dead. Perhaps I should parade you naked through the streets.” *Her words slurred, thick with wine and disdain…