[ There is no Iron Throne here, she is stripped of her title―obeying a new Queen now. For what has she done to deserve this, to be put into such torture? The Throne had been rightfully hers, even if Joffrey was sitting in it's rightful place, there was still no reason for it to be taken from her so crudely.
Her fingers wrap around the stems of the roses, pricking her fingers, until blood runs down her wrists, onto her garments, as she pulls―Jaime is not here either, she is alone and broken, no longer with her crown―trying to uproot the beautiful flowers that seem to be dutifully masking the gardens in it's beauty. She knows what lies beneath though, something dangerous and cruel, a monster. Something wells up in her throat as the lioness holds back her primal scream, red dripping from the tips of her fingers.
How cruel, such a beautiful place, only to take away the only thing that made her human. ]
cersei lannister ♔ a song of ice and fire/game of thrones
Her fingers wrap around the stems of the roses, pricking her fingers, until blood runs down her wrists, onto her garments, as she pulls―Jaime is not here either, she is alone and broken, no longer with her crown―trying to uproot the beautiful flowers that seem to be dutifully masking the gardens in it's beauty. She knows what lies beneath though, something dangerous and cruel, a monster. Something wells up in her throat as the lioness holds back her primal scream, red dripping from the tips of her fingers.
How cruel, such a beautiful place, only to take away the only thing that made her human. ]