Cercei's POV

I yearn to extinguish the essence of my being, that I may finally end these incessant thoughts plaguing my mind.

With a sullen look, I retraced my steps back to the cabin. Upon my arrival, I discovered my mother diligently engaged in tidying the disarray that had befallen the premises.

A deep sense of chagrin bathed over me as I realised my obliviousness to the chaos, my mind preoccupied during my hasty departure earlier in the day.

“Mamà,” I uttered ...