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Cersei looked stunning on her wedding day. She wore a long flowing fire red dress embroidered with a golden sash around the waist and shoulders. Her pale blonde hair hung down with two braids on each side, and her violet eyes sparkled with such joy that Jaime felt his heart break again.

None of his attempts to stop or delay the wedding had gone any better than his first attempt. He rued the day his elder brother had been born. He should have been the oldest. 'It should be me, not him up there marrying her.' he thought to himself.

He noted that she was smiling brightly at everyone. She truly was ecstatic. Her eyes caught his briefly, and anybody else would have missed it, but Jaime noticed the look of guilt.

Though fascinated by their elder brother and quick to declare her love for him she had always told him that she wished he was the eldest and she loved him the most. After all, they were one soul in two bodies, how could she not?

That was why, days later when he finally managed to get her alone in a room, he was not expecting what happened.

"I should be faithful to Rhaegar," she told him, pulling away from him after they shared a passionate kiss.

"If you wish to remain faithful to him, then why did you give yourself to me before you married him?"

"I...I don't know."

"I do. You love me. Not him. You only love being Queen."

"That's not true!"

"It is." He tried to kiss her again, but once more she pulled away, "If Rhaegar were to find out..."

"He'll what? Kill us? I'm his brother and you're his sister. You know he would never."

"Well, we can't anymore. Besides, you're to marry that Martell girl," she spat out the last two words as if they were a cuss word.

"You know I have no choice in that!"

"Well, I cannot stand it!"

He grew angry at this. How dare she, who had just days prior happily married their elder brother tell him he could not marry another. They could have taken gold and run far away. He had suggested it some weeks after her betrothal was announced, but she had told him it was insanity to even suggest such a thing; and besides that, she wouldn't be Queen then, and she really wanted to be queen.

"Well too bad! I'm to marry Elia and lie with her every night!" He exclaimed, hoping to hurt her.

It worked, "Fine! I don't need you anyway! I'm to be Queen one day, and I have Rhaegar as my husband!"