Wolf In Lion's Clothes
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A Game of Thrones story.
Canon Divergence
One shot on how the meeting in s7 e07 could've gone.
Or:
Cersei takes a deep breath and stands up, straightens the non-existing folds in her dress and rolls her shoulders. Silently she curses its tightness but she has no time for that. "Ser Jamie, your sword and your dagger please." The skeleton does not leave her eye.
From the corner of her eye she can see him frown. "Your Grace?"
Instead of replying, she holds out her hand and waits for him to place them there. He stands up and removes his dagger first, laying it in her hand. She shifts it into her right hand and waits for the sword. He pulls it out of its scabbard with very confused eyes and puts it in her left hand. "Good." She says. "Now step back." He goes back to his seat.
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