Cercei's POV

‘You’re pregnant,’ the words echoed in my mind like a melody passing through my ears.

I’m pregnant. I’m pregnant with Lucian’s child.

This revelation explains my recent surge of emotions, the heightened sensitivity to smells, the constant nausea, and my frequent pickiness with food.

Inside my womb, a new life is taking shape.

Tears welled up in my eyes as I gently cradled my stomach, though there was no visible bump yet. Besides the ...