lion of the rock

[lcdycersei]

shesawclf:

“lady cersei.” she gave the older lady a bow before continuing to speak. she had hoped to bump into the lannuster, she looked up to her greatly. ”i hope everything is to your liking here at winterfel. my mother extends her gratitude for visiting. did you enjoy the feast?” @lcdycersei

          “little dove.” cersei mused, her eyes falling on the stark girl. “oh, yes. everything is wonderful, dear. you must send your mother my best. she certainly outdid herself.” the woman managed a smile, her eyes still analyzing sansa.

[jaimelannistre-archived]

[lcdycersei]

@ofwolfs

       cersei’s dislike for the north -- and it’s people, was hard to hide. still, the woman wore a veil over her displeasure brilliantly. a task she was rather skilled at thanks to the man she had for a husband. “little wolf.” the words escaped her lips as she approached the stark boy. “robb, right? the eldest, if i recall correctly?”

[lcdycersei]

barcthecns:

              straightened teeth      NASHES       together,        jaw clenching as her head bowed,         she had claimed to her brother,      &&     most definitely to gared that she didn’t care but evidently she did.          sunshine tresses freed from any northern    OR   southern styles,       relaxed against her shoulders.            ‘        it’s a feast,   mother.            ’           steeled blue eyes lingered around the joyous space for a moment.      nearly everyone had been in a state,        no one would remember come morning light.        

        “ i am aware of that. “ cersei replied, her lips pursed together into a flat line as she reached for her own goblet. “ you are a lady. please do not behave like a commoner among strangers. ”  the woman commented. “ my darling daughter, you are much too beautiful to taint yourself. i already spoke to your brother and sent him to his chambers to make himself presentable. what is it with you children that you acquired a taste for the drink ? “

[lcdycersei]

ofhousebarathecn:

TOMMEN GAVE his mother a sweet kiss on her cheek before making his way to his assigned chambers for the visit. he stumbled a little as he walked but his face didn’t meet the floor and he saw that as a good sign. as he reached his chambers, he’d never seen a bed so attractive. all he wanted to do was lie on it and DREAM ABOUT DREAMS coming true. he made his way to where he kept his clothes. carefully and drunkenly selecting presentable clothes. he chose the RED AND GOLD one. most of his clothes was red gold but this one was his favourite. he smiled at it as he laid the clothes down on the bed. this is a good pick. he made his way to the bathroom where he attempted to clean himself whilst not falling over. it was hard but tommen was a strong boy. he finally successfully washed himself and dressed himself. there was no wine stain on his clothes or odour. and he looked like a proper lord. he walked back down to his mother, a smile on his lips as he walked towards her. he sat down at the table beside her and smiled again. he was less drunk now, cold water must’ve done something. “did you see the prince mother?” 

            cersei’s eyes didn’t leave tommen until he vanished into the halls. her eyes fell on her guard as she motioned for him to follow her son. one could never be too careful. the woman quite despised the north of all places. of course, she was forced to endure it due to her husband’s love of ned stark and his sister. her eyes fell on the men who were clearly intoxicated, a blank expression remained on her face as she drank the wine they provided. the moments she spent in the dreadful event seemed like an eternity. when tommen returned, finally looking like a proper lannister baratheon child of hers, a approving smile fell on her lips. “ i take it that wasn’t very hard. ” she raised an eyebrow. “ do you mean rhaegar ? yes, i encountared him moments ago. what business could you possibly have with him ? ”

[joanna-lannister]

The more people you love, the weaker you are.

[ashara-deactivated20171021]

She will never wash the stain away, no matter how hard she scrubs. Ser Kevan remembered the girl she once had been, so full of life and mischief. And when she’d flowered, ahhhh … had there ever been a maid so sweet to look upon? If Aerys had agreed to marry her to Rhaegar, how many deaths might have been avoided? Cersei could have given the prince the sons he wanted, lions with purple eyes and silver manes … and with such a wife, Rhaegar might never have looked twice at Lyanna Stark. The northern girl had a wild beauty, as he recalled, though however bright a torch might burn it could never match the rising sun.

[lcdycersei]

xbastardbullx:

Gendry never thought about it that way but why would he? His mother had told him that his father didn’t even know about his existence. “I highly doubt that. My father didn’t even know I existed.” He was curious as to why she seemed so interested in him and in his family, but he chose to ignore it, it was probably because she was slightly drunk. “If my father even knew about my existence, then he didn’t care and that’s that. It doesn’t matter now, I don’t care about him or who he is, I don’t need him. I was told the North was a good place to go if you’re looking for work, they’re always in need of people here. So I came to Winterfell, in hopes that I can speak to lord Stark and he can give me work as a blacksmith.”

        “ how can you be sure of it ? ” she questioned, attempting to maintain her balance as they strolled about. “ forgive my intrusion. i just grew weary of hearing the same stories in there and now i seem to be taking it out on your to entertain myself .” she patted the arm she was holding on to with her other hand, trying to distract from the fact she was very interested in the extent of his knowledge. “ i’ll be sure to put in a good word with lord eddard stark. my husband and he are the greatest of friends and i am sure he might listen to his wife. “

[sirgawin]

[lcdycersei]

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[lcdycersei]

barcthecns:

           that swirling feeling in the pit of her stomach,        the wine,          something she didn’t often      I N D U L G E       in,           settled leaving her feel a sickening feeling, though just as she had sunken into a seat,       SLOUCHED      posture && unfocused eyes,        she was on her feet once more,            ‘          mother.            ’          she murmured,      carefully to enunciate && avoid scolding.      |       @lcdycersei

         cersei had been watching her children all night -- both of them had been acting like drunken fools. something she had always highly spoke against. “ myrcella. ” she spoke coldly, doing so to highlight her annoyance. “ did i not advice against drinking so heavily in public ? did i not say it was highly unlady like and overall trashy ? “

[lcdycersei]

daivasalgia:

          they hold their goblet tightly in both hands, eyes cast down and away. even here in a feast such as this one, they feared lady cersei greatly. aislin could not blame their-self though, as the woman beside them was one of great presence and intimidating was too soft of a adjective for her. “nor did i, my lady.” they respond, in such a pitiful way. even being with myrcella for most of their life, they still acted the same away. they sip from their cup, their face twisting into one of disgust momentarily. that certainly wasn’t going to be helpful. despite only vaguely hearing cersei’s words, they respond hastily and to the best of their ability. “of- of course my lady, i will be sure to do so. are you enjoying, yourself my lady??”

          cersei’s eyes remained on the crowd of vandals displaying themselves like fools in the middle of the feast. a uninterested expression plastered on her features. being with the people wasn’t what cersei preferred to do. in fact, she loathed it. “ child, you sound as if you were speaking to the devil. “ the woman raised an eyebrow as she turned to face them, knowing well they feared her. how could they not ? she was cersei lannister, a force to be reckoned with. their fear delighted her in every way.  “ i am enjoying myself, i suppose. to the best of my ability at the least. are you? ”

[lcdycersei]

sbarathxon:

    ─ how could on disagree with cersei lannister? shireen surely couldn’t, easily cowed by such a presence. yet she longed to brag of her own journeys across the waters, of her fights with pirates on the seas that she could not tell anyone. “perhaps i should help you back to your rooms? the people are getting rowdier by the minute, i’m sure lady stark would not mind if you excused yourself.” without a dagger on her, shireen did feel a bit exposed. but a proper lady did not go pulling weapons on men, no matter how drunk they were. “you still look very beautiful, aunt cersei.” she bestowed the title timidly, sitting the platter down to the side. “and i am not merely saying that because you are my aunt.” shireen’s words were genuine, she never lied, though she could be pushed into falsities every once in a while. “i was just with tommen a few moments ago. he…he was quite well into his cups, but i made sure he ate something to ease tomorrow’s headache.”

     “ i think perhaps you should, little bird. ” cersei could hardly wait to leave the room. with shireen offering to escort her, she had a perfect excuse to do just so. “ you’re much too kind, sweet niece. you look radiant yourself. tell me, little bird, did your father come here to marry you into the stark house? ” the woman asked, stannis was a smart man and cersei imagined he thought about giving her daughter to one of the raven haired little lords of the north. afterall, only the targaryan and lannister houses could be a much better choice. “ ah, yes. that boy of mine... i have already sent him to his chambers to gather himself. i am glad he has his cousin to watch over him when his mother isn’t present to do so. “ she replied, rather pleased with the girl. anyone who watched out after her children landed themselves a spot on her good side. a hand fell on shireen’s cheek, coming in contact with the affected area of it, which did not bother cersei like it did to most people. “ you best tell me if any of those boys give you any grief. “

[lcdycersei]

xbastardbullx:

Gendry nodded, confirming that he was indeed from Storm’s End. “Someone paid him to take me in as an apprentice. My mother worked at a tavern but she died when I was very young. I lived on the streets for some time until I was taken and became the blacksmith’s apprentice. He never told me who paid him or anything.” He paused. “I never met my father either.” He added, to let her know that seeking him out wouldn’t be an option after his mother passed away. Gendry lead her through the halls, which all looked the same to him. He was certain he would get lost in these if he was alone. “Me? I am not, I’m just a bastard. There is nothing interesting about me, my lady.”

            “ you don’t suppose your father had a hand in that matter ? " her eyes turned to fall on his face, making sure to catch every moment of his reaction to her inquiry. “ that’s rather unfortunate. ” she said, taking the goblet she still had in her hand and pressing it to her lips. “ being a bastard has not much to do with that. i am a lady. that does not make me weak unlike what most men believe. you say you did not know your father ? what brings you to winterfell of all places, child ? why not head to the riverlands or anywhere else ?  “

[lcdycersei]

xbastardbullx:

Gendry was slightly taken back when he noticed how she stared at him. Maybe it was because she recognized him from Storm’s End, but he highly doubted it. He would barely left the forge and it definitely wasn’t a place the lady of Storm’s End would go to. “My name is Gendry, I’m a blacksmith. I came here from Storm’s End, my master did not need me anymore so I came looking for work.” He tried to explain the best he could, mentally slapping himself because he shouldn’t speak so much, it would bother her and he didn’t want to bother her. Gendry looked at her with a frown, was she really asking him to escort her? He hesitated at first but then nodded, knowing he should never say no to a lady, in case it would anger her. “Of course.” He wrapped an arm around her, hesitantly and carefully, not to disrespect her. “Where are your chambers, my lady?”

            “ storm’s end, you say ? “ a smirk spread on her features as she became sure of who he was. “ ah, i see. gendry, is that right ? how was it that you ended up with your master ? “ the woman questioned, leading out of the hall to were the guests were no longer. “ they’re just down this way. “ cersei explained, pointing to the staircase that would eventually lead them down to the chambers provided by the starks. “ i believe so at least. i’ve been to winterfell quite some times and it is still hard to recognize these halls. “ she explained, wondering what he made of the situation she’d put him in. “ do go on. you strike me as an interesting character. “

[lcdycersei]

xprincerhaegarx:

Rhaegar looked at her and nodded. “Unfortunately that’s true. I want to believe there are more men out there who think like me, but I know they are quite rare.” And it seemed like Robert wasn’t one of them, judging by how Cersei was speaking about the subject. “All women deserve to be treated well and as equals, without any exception.” And that included both high and lowborn.

        “ very rare indeed. perhaps one day that will change. “ she said, knowing well that day was lightyears beyond them. “ i, of course, agree with all that i am. ” flashbacks of her childhood flooded her mind. cersei never did understand why she and jaime were taught the same things, but treated differently. in her eyes, she was much more capable than her beloved.

[lcdycersei]

xbastardbullx:

Gendry could safely say that he was having fun. It was his first ever feast and he couldn’t be more thankful that it was open to everyone. He had some wine, he met new people and made new friends. Some of them, he hoped, would be clients on his forge. Although, he had yet to see lord or lady Stark. Gendry had hoped that he would be able to meet and speak to lord Stark this evening, but it seemed like it won’t happen. Gendry stopped when he heard a voice from his right side. He froze, recognizing the voice that belonged to Lady Cersei. Living all of his life in Storm’s End, of course he knew who she was. He looked around, trying to understand if she was talking to him and when he didn’t see anyone, he bowed his head and looked down at the ground. “Of course, my lady. I highly doubt I will have the pleasure to meet her, but if it happens, I shall mention your greatest gratitude.”

                  cersei had been speaking regardless of who the person next to her was, a bit drunk after downing goblet after globlet of wine. that was mainly why she had addressed the man in the first place, but once he replied, her eyes found his. even in her slight drunken haze, she knew his face -- not because she’d met him before, but because he resembled her husband. his hair, his eyes, she’d know he was robert’s bastard anywhere. “ please do. what’s your name, boy ? i don’t recognize you. “ she questioned, a bit curious as to what he knew of his past. robert was careless, cersei knew that much. a prophecy had once told her he would father over twenty children and as far as she knew, that could very well be true already. “ come on, my dear. escort me to my chambers. i’m afraid i may have had a bit much to drink and it appears so have my guards. “ the lady demanded, leaning against the man. in reality, she wanted a moment alone with him to properly question him. prying eyes had to be avoided at all costs.