#betterking

betterking

Tomgaery for the ship meme

                                       Penance, they had called it.             I have sinned most grievously, & this is my atonement.  Cersei had promised herself                  ( they would have everything they wanted of her, whatever it took to return her back to             her Keep, her  saviour,  & her  son  — everything but tears. )     that the worms would             never see her weep, that Ser Kevan & the High Sparrow & the little rose would  never             have the joy of sipping her own sweet sorrow  — but she was only a woman, naked &             shorn, thrust into the wind & the ocean of  barbarous voices     ( women were always             cruellest where other women were concerned )     to weather the  wrath  of the Faith’s             unfounded  ‘justice’.  She had a  warrior’s  heart, cursed by the gods    ( in their blind             malice, their games & larks  made of those mere mortals below )     to the body of the              sexes’ inferior. It had betrayed her, in a flood of acid-white tears & shame leaking like             blood from the wounds they had granted her. Penance.                                                         The novices watched her night & day — not             even  in  her hours of  rest  would she find a moment to herself,   f r e e   of this  inane             supervision —  but she would  wait.  Watch.  Bide her time.  She had  learned  in her             imprisonment  that a  gentle  tongue &  sweet,  pious  purrs of  concordance  went far             further than  any  of her former   arrogance   would       ( which was  nowhere.  These             wrinkled cunts had no  respect  for a crown, &  mouths that would lecture themselves             into a  grave  by the time  Cersei  was done with them.   — Does Your Grace find this             amusing? Septa Scolera had questioned, when the queen had allowed a laugh of bitter             bleakness   ( not even a hair to hide behind )   to pass. “No, Septa.” was her answer—             but   one day   I will have your  tongue   ripped  out   with hot pincers,  &  that  will  be             hilarious. )     & Lancel, Kevan’s son, who had once professed to   love  her, before he             decided that he loved the   gods   more. My  b l o o d  &  my  betrayer.  She would not             forget him, nor any  that had turned head to tail — Osney, weak enough to break under             the lash— his brothers,  easily  committing the  sin  of  inaction — only Qyburn’s little             trick   with the bard had shown any   promise,   & he was watcher of the black cells —             where a  number  of her  turncoats  where kept. & Lord Qyburn could do  w o n d e r s.              & horrors. He could do  horrors  as well.             But her uncle had kept his word, Qyburn to his duty:   I have my son.   For aching             hours  they had  kept  him  from  her,   “A son should  never  have to see  his  mother’s             shame,”  Ser Kevan had stated, so  cold  & hateful Cersei thought she may glance the             shrivelled  wraith of her father — her  sweet  uncle, who had  not  fought to free her, had             not lifted a  finger  as the High Septon made claim to tear the  pride  from a daughter of             the Rock,  had  thought to make a competent  ruin  of Lord Tywin’s heir.  He can bloody             well think again.  But it allowed her time to wash &  rest,  to awake & find her  s o n   —             reborn, cleansed of any sin, of any  treachery  — atoned.     ( she had scrubbed herself             for hours,  until her flesh was  raw  & the bathwater ran  cold  ——  only to have it filled             again,  her ritual of self-  scouring  repeated,  trickles of  blood  mingling  with  the lye )              but she had sworn, whatever the cost, to return to her sweet little  king   —  he was with             her now, & that was all that mattered.

/whispers/ I love you

Because autocorrect is mean: Auron not Aaron (sh we know you're your fave character lbr) for ff

Aaron? Simba. Tommen. Rickon. grey worm. :||||

Tommen/Margie!

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