(¸.• ♛ → She didn’t want to be passive agressive but sometimes she couldn’t help to say what she thinks and what she thought about that kid, well, it was horrible. That shows her the way that maybe Cersei taught him how to be, in her mind maybe she actually did something wrong there but she didn’t know her life, she just knows what her former husband did to her and her family and how they were enemies because she wanted to be the queen of the seven kigndoms to break the wheel of power and being able to better.
She didn’t step back when the woman raised her hand like she was about to slap her or something, Dany wasn’t afraid of her, she will never be, but she knew this Lannister was someone to be careful, all the time “I do, actually” She spoke this time, her voice was a bit cold but also calm, like she wanted to make that clear “I can’t have children but those dragons, they are my children, I raised them, loved them and I saw one of them being killed by the night walkers and I couldn’t do anything about it, my child might not be human but that’s still mine” And either way, she knew how that loss was, it was the loss like any mother’s.
She nodded when she asked about her children and then just heard her talking, the girl looked away for a second and once again, her gaze was on the other one “I’m not you” She says looking at her “I still have two dragons, two children. I failed one but I’m not planning to fail another one, I’m going to be queen but not failing my children, like I said, I’m not you and never will be. I’ve learned how to be better”
"You know how I keep standing here after everything?” Dany asked the same way that Cersei did, because they maybe were a bit the same in some aspects, but maybe Dany was more compassionate at some point because she also wasn’t afraid to kill her enesmies “They failed when they tried to kill me when I was a child, I stayed with my brother who was not a nice person, he sold me like a broodmare. I’ve been chained and betrayed, raped and defiled. So many men tried to kill me, I can’t remember their names and all of them failed. But what kept me standing and not giving up, that was me, faith in myself, not someone else, no, I did everything by myself. I was born to rule the Seven Kingdoms, and I will when the war is over. You are not the only one that went through a lot”
I SAW ONE OF THEM BEING KILLED.
cersei couldn’t hide the shock that washed over her features at daenerys’ words. news of a dragon’s death hadn’t yet reached her – and it wasn’t any wonder, considering it had happened beyond the wall if she was understanding it all correctly. most of her felt joy. relief. one dragon down. but the other part of her – the part that recognized the tragedy in daenerys’ eyes – felt sadness. she didn’t believe it was possible for anyone to love a dragon the way she loved her children – but if it was true, then the loss was still fresh. still hurting.
she made note of it as a wound she could take advantage of, if she needed to. she was not known for her sparring of wits for nothing.
daenerys, dare she say it, reminded cersei of herself in many ways. bold. undeterred by her sex and the fact that every man in power thought lesser of her for it. “that’s a terribly sad story,” cersei said, sympathy unapparent in her voice. “every little girl in the world has a terribly sad story. everywhere in the world they hurt little girls. if you plan to win this war, if you plan to take the throne, you need to stop being so naive, mother of dragons. you think you can be better? every king, every queen who has sat on that throne thought they could be better. robert baratheon, the drunken pig that he was, took the throne thinking he would be better than your father. my eldest son followed him thinking he could be better. and then my youngest. and now me. it’s the same story time and time again and yours won’t be different.”
cersei swallowed, clenching her teeth. she hadn’t realized how young daenerys was, how naive. too young to understand war, real war, and the consequences of queendom. she almost felt sorry for her. “you think you can keep your children alive by simply willing it so? everything i’ve done has been for my children. everything. do you understand that? i never cared for power. i never desired the throne. i loved my children, and they died anyway. yours will, too. that’s not a threat. that’s a warning. you can fight for them until your last breath but war, the game of thrones doesn’t have room for kindness or gentle endings, no matter how hard you try.”
