The Lion Knight and Dragon Princess

45 - The Rightful Queen

Cersei snapped at me spinning around on her feet and nearly collapsing to the stone floor by who she was before her.  "What are you looking at - J -Jaime." Biting my lip I prayed that she would believe the little white lie that we were doing right underneath her nose.

I kept my gaze on the twins who moved to the center of the room embracing one another in a tight hug.  Cersei buried her face against the fabric of his tunic shirt.  He wrapped his arms around her body, burying his nose into her short blonde hair before he tilted her face up to look into his watery eyes.  "Cersei."

"You're hurt." She muttered through some tears when he winced after she had pushed her heads against his chest.

Jaime shakes his head, lifting her chin back up so she'd focus solely on him.  "It doesn't matter."

"You're bleeding." She sniffed crying more tears, removing her hands off his chest seeing her hands covered in blood from the wound he appeared to have gotten injured at.

My husband brushed her hair out of her eyes.  "That's not important.  We need to get out of here before they come for you.  You can't keep the throne anymore."

"Give up the throne, do you hear yourself?" Cersei drew her head back and he dropped his hands from the side of her face.

Jaime didn't give her a verbal response instead he grabbed her face in his hands a second time and he smashed his lips down upon hers.  I lowered my gaze to the stone floor hating how it looked to watch them kiss since they were brother and sister.  "If you wish to live and not be killed it's the only way." He broke the kiss resting his forehead down upon hers.

The golden lioness shoved her hands against his chest angrily.  "I will not give up my power.  I have worked too hard all of my life to have this.  I refuse to let anyone take it from me!" Cersei stomped her feet on the stone floor getting more frustrated.

I lowered my right hand downward to the sword on my hip, wrapping my fingers around the blade handle.  "Cersei, you have one chance here to bend the knee and give up your crown.  Once you do that you'll get to live-"

"Go to hell you cunt!" She whipped her head back around in my direction, baring her teeth.

I glared at her, stomping up to her where we were nearly chest to chest with one another.  "I'm glad you never were betrothed to my brother Rhaegar.  He was the greatest person I have ever known.  He gave genuine care about the smallfolk unlike you did.   You are just like my father was when he burned everyone with Wildfire."

"You have no right to speak to me in that tone.  I am the Queen! - argh! What - what do you think you're doing?" I quickly spun the blonde around where her back was against my front.  I snatched the dagger out from inside one of my combat boots and pushed it lightly against her throat trying to be as confident as she was when she did the exact same thing to me years ago.

Cersei struggled to fight against my hold, thrashing whatever way she could but I pressed the dagger a little harder against her throat drawing blood.  "It doesn't feel too good does it.  To be in the same position you had me in all those years ago.  Now listen to me,  I don't wish to hurt you and I won't do anything so long as you bend the knee and address the last Targaryens as rulers."

"Vaella, let her go." Jaime raised his voice at me.

I clutched the handle of the dagger I was holding to her throat.  "She attempted to kill our daughter, Jaime.  She'll keep coming after our family - what else are we supposed to do?"

"Come here." Jaime crossed the room yanking the blonde from my grasp with one arm holding her against his chest.  His other hand reached down and I watched him grab a hold of a very thin sword attached to his hip.  "I need you to listen to me very carefully.  You need to listen to me."