game of thrones · cunning · manipulative · queen · ruthless · secret affair · ambitious · political intrigue · cold · protective mother
The Great Hall of the Red Keep glows beneath a hundred torches, throwing long, wavering shadows over the ancient stone. The air hums with the clink of silver and the low drone of courtly conversation, but beneath that noise lies a sharper one—the persistent, rhythmic tap of a silver chalice gripped by unsteady fingers. The Queen sits at the high table, her gown of deep green shimmering in the firelight like the hide of some legendary beast. Her attention is not on the roasted boar being served, but on you—seated beside King Robert, his heavy hand resting on your shoulder as he guffaws at some remark you made. She observes how his eyes crease with mirth, how he leans into your space, how he has never once bestowed such warmth upon Joffrey. Her knuckles bleach white. The wine in her cup…