This chapter was written as part of the Facebook challenge "Sur Votre 31":
- Invite : ''Always''.
- Number of words: From 100 to 1000 words.

All the universe of Game of Thrones belongs to GRR Martin, DB & DW.

Context: Between the S01E05 (''The Wolf and the Lion'') and the S01E06 (''A Golden Crown'').

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When, long after nightfall on King's Landing, Cersei heard someone knocking on the door of her apartments, she knew instinctively that it was Jaime. Who else could it have been, at such a late hour?

She didn't have time to invite the person behind the door to come in when the door had already opened ajar, just enough to let her brother sneak into the room, as quick and silent as a snake, and then close it again, only a split second later.

He began to get closer to her, she could see him in the mirror on her dressing table where she was sitting, and she didn't have time to make any movement or say a word that he was standing there, tall, handsome and proud right behind her.

She could not help but notice that he was not wearing the armor of the Kingsguard, only his cream jacket, stained with blood in many places.

He leaned over her, and planted a kiss on the top of her head.

She turned around so she could see him for real, rather than just his reflection:

"What are you doing here?''

Jaime winked at her to shut her up.

"I don't have much time, I have to go.''

Cersei's green eyes widened.

''What do you mean, you have to go? Where are you going?''

She stood in front of him, and Jaime put his hands on her arms:

"Did you hear what happened to Ned Stark?''

Yes, she knew. Of course she knew. How could she not? Since that afternoon, the entire Red Keep had been upside down because of the commotion the news had caused. She had seen Lord Stark being brought unconscious back to the castle with a spear still stuck in his leg, but she didn't think, didn't hope, that Jaime might have been foolish enough to attack and wound the Hand of the King.

Unfortunately, the blood on his clothes told him otherwise.

She looked him straight in the eye:

''Don't tell me you're the one who started all this?''

Jaime held her gaze, but did not utter a word. He didn't need to. Cersei understood.

''It's not true... Jaime, please tell me it's not true...''

He still doesn't say anything.

Cersei let herself fall back to the chair from which she had just gotten up, overwhelmed.

Jaime fell to his knees in front of her, taking her hands in his.

''Do you understand now why I have to leave?''

Cersei continued to look at him, her anxiety now readable in her beautiful emerald irises:

''If Robert finds out, he's going to want your head.''

''But luckily, at the moment, he doesn't know anything; that's why I can't stay another minute in that damn town.''

He brought one of her hands to his lips, kissing it gently on the palm:

''I just came here to see you one last time before I leave.''

As he got up and began to walk towards the door of the room to leave the room, then the castle, then the city, and Cersei, she suddenly got up from her chair in turn, and ran behind him.

When she was finally at his height, she threw herself into his arms, which automatically closed around her, and Jaime felt one or two warm tears streaming down her collar :

''Please Jaime, I beg you, don't leave me alone here... Don't leave me alone with Robert...''.

Allowing himself a few more minutes, he buried his face in her hair, while she nested hers in the hollow of his neck, and he gently rubbed a hand on her lower back, whispering :

''I have no choice... You know I have no choice... If I stay here, they'll kill me for what I've done...''.

She moved back, freed herself a little from the embrace, enough so that he could see the tears streaming from her eyes and stain that face he loved so much:

He gently placed his hand on her left breast, in the place where his heart was palpitating, so similar to his own, which had begun to beat at the same time as his own and which was destined to stop beating at the same time as his own. ''Wherever I go, I will be here, with you... We are one person, one being, one soul... Nothing can or will be able to separate us''.

He pressed his lips to her temple:

"And then I'll come back... You know I will... I'll always come back...''

After giving her one last kiss, on her lips this time, she dried her tears.

After all, Jaime had promised her. And as far as she was concerned, she knew he would keep his promise.

She knew he would come back to her. Always. He had promised. And with her, he always kept his promises. Always.

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