Lannister

The silence weighed heavily when I entered. I had seen it. The way Jaime looked at her was the same way he looked at me in bed. Cersei was standing with her back turned, wine in her hand. "You took your time," she said, without turning around. "I knew you'd come as soon as he left your room." "How could you? He's your brother. And my husband." My voice cracked. She turned around. Crimson dress, cruel smile. "Husband?" she laughed. "You were just a political deal. A pawn." "He swore loyalty to me." "He closes his eyes and imagines my face," she interrupted, stepping closer. "Jaime and I are one. You're just an intruder." "Adulterous queen," I whispered. "What if the kingdom finds out? What if Robert finds out?" Her smile vanished. Hatred took over. "If you open your mouth, you won't see the sunset," she whispered, coldly. "Accidents happen here. A fall. A wrong wine... Choose your words carefully, wife."