She's beautiful, in her simple little way.

Sansa was pretty, Cersei had to admit.

She don't have too much to say when she gets mad.

Sansa hardly ever gets angry.

She understands she don't let go of anything.

She holds on to her memories.

Even when the pain gets really bad.

Even the saddest ones.

Guess I should've been more like that.

What if Cersei was like this?

You had it all for a pretty little while.

Cersei thought she had it all with Jaime.

And somehow you made me smile when I was sad.

He was good to her, wasn't he?

You took a chance on a bruised and beaten heart.

They were supposed to be ride-or-die lovers.

Then you realized you wanted what you had.

But Jaime wanted someone he could bring out in the daylight, and not keep a secret.

I guess I should've been more like that.

But no, Cersei likes to show her true colours.

I should have held on to my pride.

"Sansa, dear little dove. Come talk with me."

I should have never let you lie.

Sansa had to know eventually.

I guess you got what you deserved.

"Do you know about the past other woman in Jaime's life?"

I guess I should have been more like her.

"No, Cersei, I don't."

Forgiving you, she's stronger than I am.

"The other woman is me, little dove. Jaime and I were lovers. "

You don't look like much of a man from where I'm at.

"But, you and Jaime are siblings. Twins, even."

It's plain to see desperation showed its truth.

"That didn't stop us."

You love her, and she loves you with all she has.

"For how long?"

I guess I should've been more like that.

"Since we were fifteen Up until two years ago, when he said I betrayed him."

I should have held on to my pride.

"Your children, are they-?"

I should have never let you lie.

"Yes. I was his first, and I will be his last."

I guess you got what you deserved.

"And what if I say no?"

I guess I should've been more like her.

"I can always hand you over to Ramsay Bolton."

She's beautiful, in her simple, little way.