longmayshereign-cersei:
Cersei had to resist the urge to turn over her cup and pour the wine on to his head, it would be a sweet victory but the sweetness of it would not last long as his rage turned on to her.
“Robert, my heart bleeds to hear those words from you my love, can I not simply seek the pleasure of your company?” Her words dripped with venom, being forced to bath in boiling oil would be more pleasurable.
“However, I do need to speak with you. It involves my father.”
“ if only you had a heart... “ he murmured into his drink as he carefully watched her like she was his opponent. she always had been, truly. it was rare if they were ever allies. “ what about YOUR father this time? “














