The rule was hers; Cersei did not mean to give it up until Tommen came of age. I waited, so can he. I waited half my life. She had played the dutiful daughter, the blushing bride, the pliant wife. She had suffered Robert’s drunken groping, Jaime’s jealousy, Renly’s mockery, Varys with his titters, Stannis endlessly grinding his teeth. She had contended with Jon Arryn, Ned Stark, and her vile, treacherous, murderous dwarf brother, all the while promising herself that one day it would be her turn.
#this is the beautiful tragic part of her story #that when she finally gets it. after waiting and waiting. she fucks it up #in every possible way does she fuck it up#cersei lannister: great at playing the game behind the scenes. shit at actual ruling#and that’s her story. that’s her fate. that’s her downward spiral #she wanted too much. and when she got it. she didn’t know what to do with it #so she does everything wrong. and it’s really beautiful to behold
