⟪ There is so much to take offence against that she cannot seem to choose one at first. The mocking laughter, which would never go unpunished were she in a position where it is for her to have others sent to the dungeons, and not vice versa. Halfway sure she is that she has just been called a madam, which is only overshadowed by the accusation that she is lying about her title.
For one who ever so often lies as soon as she opens her mouth, Cersei is woefully defensive of her 'honest' nature. ⟫
What, pray tell, suggests to you that I am lying?
⟪ There is a dangerous undertone to her voice, a lion ready to pounce – except, of course, that there is little she can do here and now, at least little that cannot immediately be done to her in turn. ⟫
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For one who ever so often lies as soon as she opens her mouth, Cersei is woefully defensive of her 'honest' nature. ⟫
What, pray tell, suggests to you that I am lying?
⟪ There is a dangerous undertone to her voice, a lion ready to pounce – except, of course, that there is little she can do here and now, at least little that cannot immediately be done to her in turn. ⟫