Cersei Lannister Wine Goblet Novels & Stories

"Bring me her alive!" The woman submerged in the wine inside the tub, emerged again from between the sovereign's legs, trying to suck in a breath of air. "Help me imbeciles!" yelled Guildor at his acolytes rising from the tub. His voluminous body dripped huge amounts of water. He leaned with his right hand on his black staff made of ebony with a silver hilt in the shape of a knob. A medallion embedded with a black opal in the shape of a half moon hung from his neck. He had snatched both from his father long ago.

He takes the luxurious goblet from my hand and replaces it with a glass of water. ______________ I liked this drink - I say, at the same time that I drink the water in one gulp just to clear my mind. He just shrugs. ______________ You will thank me later. _______________ Thank you - I amend in the most sarcastic way possible. His gaze is sweet, calm, like the from Nathan. _______________ I'm sorry for everything. _______________ Definitely feel, - I answer. _______________ Seriously, he says, leaning in close. We both sat side by side with the rest of the royal family at the head table.

I watch carefully as the silver domes are removed from the trays, revealinging to each courtier a single cup filled to the brim with red liquid. Is it…is it wine? Or some kind of liquid desert? “Oh, everything as a point,” Gabriel sighs, sitting back in his chair as the servants come to our table last, delivering three trays with those same red drinks. “What on earth is this?” the Crown Prince murmurs, leaning forward to sniff at it. “Try it, it’s delicious,” Gabriel says with a satisfied smile. “Everyone should have a sip of such ambrosia before they die.” The Crown Prince frowns, reaching for his glass.