Troubled

Imprisoned.

In the dimly lit dungeons of the Red Keep, me and Ramsay are confined in separate cells, the air heavy with dampness and despair. I pace back and forth in my cell, while Ramsay is leaning against the cold stone wall, his expression hardened with resolve.

'This is madness, Ramsay. We can't stay locked up like this.' I speak frustrated.

'Patience, Catherine. We'll find a way out of here.' Ramsay says calmly.

'But how? Cersei won't release us willingly.' I sigh.

'We'll have to rely on our allies. They won't abandon us.' Ramsay sighs.

I stop pacing and look at Ramsay with determination.

'You're right. We must stay strong and wait for an opportunity.' I nod.

Ramsay nods, his gaze unwavering despite the grim surrounding.

'Trust me, Catherine. We'll get through this.'

Just then, the sound of approaching footsteps echoes through the dungeon. Cersei Lannister enters, her expression smug as she stares at me and Ramsay.

'Enjoying your accommodations, Ramsay, Lady Catherine?' Cersei asks.

'Release us, Cersei. The people won't stand for this injustice.' I say defiantly.

'Oh, but they will. I am the queen, and you are nothing but traitors.' Cersei chuckles.

'Your rule won't last forever, Cersei.' Ramsay says tauntingly.

Cersei's smile fades into a scowl as she glares at Ramsay.

'You both will rot in here until I decide your fate.' Cersei speaks.

'You underestimate us, Cersei. We will rise again.' I raise her chin.

Cersei's eyes narrow with disdain before she turns and walks away, leaving me and Ramsay to ponder our next move in the darkness of our cells.

'We must find a way to escape, Ramsay. Our destiny awaits.' I whisper.

Ramsay nods silently, his mind already working on a plan to break free from Cersei's grip and reclaim their rightful place in the struggle for power.