JAIME AND CERSEI LANNISTER 8.05 | “The Bells”

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JAIME AND CERSEI LANNISTER 8.05 | “The Bells”
yes, no, two years later and i’m still not over it
jaime & brienne in season 7
JAIME LANNISTER 8.05 | “The Bells”
jaime & brienne in season 8
Nikolaj Coster-Waldau as Ser Jaime Lannister in Game of Thrones (1.03)
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JAIME AND CERSEI LANNISTER 8.05 | “The Bells”
jaime & brienne in season 6
Nikolaj Coster-Waldau as Ser Jaime Lannister in Game of Thrones (1.03)
a lion in white 🦁
just a painting practice 😳
They called him the Lion of Lannister to his face and whispered “Kingslayer” behind his back. Jon found it hard to look away from him. This is what a king should look like, he thought to himself as the man passed.
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Who will you say is the father?
Chapters of A Song of Ice & Fire - A Feast for Crows - Jaime VII Jaime read it in the window seat, bathed in the light of that cold white morning. Qyburn’s words were terse and to the point, Cersei’s fevered and fervent. Come at once, she said. Help me. Save me. I need you now as I have never needed you before. I love you. I love you. I love you. Come at once. Vyman was hovering by the door, waiting, and Jaime sensed that Peck was watching too. “Does my lord wish to answer?” the maester asked, after a long silence. A snowflake landed on the letter. As it melted, the ink began to blur. Jaime rolled the parchment up again, as tight as one hand would allow, and handed it to Peck. “No,” he said. “Put this in the fire.”
I sit on her father’s throne, the father you betrayed and murdered. And in her mind, she’s winning. What sort of offer do you think she’d make? Maybe we can count on Tyrion to intercede on our behalf by way of apology for murdering our father and son.