Cercei’s POV

I slumbered deeply that night, utterly drained from my constant weeping. It appeared that my mother had no intention of granting me any answers, and thus, I decided to seek the truth on my own. The task ahead would undoubtedly prove difficult, but the burden of not knowing the truth is far more overwhelming than any hardships that lay ahead.

When I poured the juice into Monsieur Remus’ goblet, I made sure to bite my tongue. Currently we are now in the dining ...