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Chapter 7

She turned seven and ten in King's Landing. It had been three years since she last saw her brothers. Tyrion wrote her every week. It was very hard for her to not have Tyrion by her side. It was the hardest thing she'd ever done. It was hardest than parting with Jaime. At least they got to see Jaime every other month and for some days. Cersei longed to see them. She longed to see Tyrion's face. She begged her father to let her go back to Casterly Rock but he refused at every turn. She grew to resent him. Cersei was now a grown woman without any marriage prospects. She was still enamored with Rhaegar but hopeless. If her father thought that proximity would create an attachment, then he was sorely mistaken. Prince Rhaegar preferred to be in Dragonstone and was seldom in King's Landing.

Life in the capital was boring. She attended endless feasts and parties. She accompanied her father to hunting trips but never went home. She was also in the company of queen Rhaella and prince Viserys who was always fussy. The queen loved her child and doted on him but Cersei thought the child too spoiled and the queen too soft on him. She would have scolded and corrected Tyrion if he ever threw the tantrums little Viserys threw. Cersei however reflected that her Tyrion was not a prince and would only be a lord.

Cersei read his letter and Jaime's once more.

Dearest sister,

Father is still forcing the marriage issue. He's hosted Hoster Tully and his two daughters. They are both very droll. I cannot think of sharing my life with any of them. I would love for you to be here with us now. Tyrion and I just came back from swimming. It is a beautiful day. We both miss you very much.

Love

Jaime.

Dearest Cersei,

Lysa Tully is insufferable. Cat is not so bad, but she is still very boring. Not as smart as you. I think father made a mistake. Jaime will never cooperate, also Jaime is not smart enough to be Lord of Casterly Rock. I try to make him pay more attention to uncle Kevan but he just loves to fight and play with swords. I miss you very much and wish you were here. Maybe, I can convince uncle Kevan to send me to King's Landing soon. I have to tell you; I ride horses now. I designed a special mount that is not so bad for my legs and the pain. I feel as tall as the rest of them.

Love,

Your best brother

Tyrion.

Cersei clutched the letters. She tried to imagine what it would be like to hold Tyrion and pepper him with kisses. She missed Jaime and his japes. She missed them so much. She even missed Orange.

Father entered her solar. "You are to break your fast with the queen and Viserys. They have prepared a little celebration for your name day."

Cersei nodded, "father, when will I go back?"

"If I have my way, your brothers will join us for your wedding to the crown prince." Her father said quickly.

"Truly." Cersei tried to stifle the excitement in her voice but was unsuccessful.

"Yes, now go dress and wear the rubies and golden dress for tonight." Her father said and left the tower.

Cersei did as she was told. She had her little celebration, queen Rhaella was happy to see her and showered her with silks and jewelry. Cersei took them graciously.

"You will be very happy after tonight's feast." The queen said with a demure smile. Cersei felt as if she had a thousand butterflies inside her belly.

She prepared for the night. Her hair shone like gold, she wore it loose with a diadem of rubies. She thought she looked beautiful. The feast commenced. Most of the Westerosi nobility was in attendance. There were a lot of young women. She was surprised when she saw the crown prince. He wore his hair back in a single braid. He was the handsomest man she ever saw. The room vanished and it was only her and Rhaegar. The prince smiled in her direction. Cersei felt her heart expand. This was her night. She would be announced as the new princess. The girl was so intent in communicating all the love she felt for the prince that she forgot the King was in attendance. She was brought back to reality when the man stood up.

The king spoke after the food was consumed. Cersei's heart hammered erratically. It was now, father smiled at her and raised a glass to her. Father had a beautiful smile. She grinned at him.

"My son, the prince of Summer Hall is old enough to wed. It is high time that he found a suitable wife and start a family of his own. Rhaegar smiled at her once more. Any moment now, King Aerys would ask for her hand, at which point father would graciously agree.

"It with my outmost approval that I announce that my son will wed this year. This alliance has been planned for years and now it will be forever sealed. A promise of a formidable union with alike minded young people." The king said triumphantly, Cersei thought that the king looked good. He looked less old, more vibrant and kingly.

"I have chosen the best wife for my son and heir. Princess Alyria, do I have the Dornish's prince permission to ask for young Elia Martell's hand in marriage?" It was not a question. Cersei's face crumbled, she was humiliated and utterly devastated.

The Dornish princess must have agreed to the match because all that could be heard was the loud cheers from the Westerosi. Father was pale and did not look at her. Cersei tried to smile tightly and focused on not crying. She was in a daze and did not see her father leave the feast. The young girl stayed for another hour, greeting and dancing with some lords. The queen approached her by the end of the night.

"Are you not happy my girl?" The queen asked her tenderly.

Cersei wanted to shake her head and scream. The girl however smiled gently, "I am your grace."

Queen Rhaella held her hand, "now you will be lady in waiting for the new princess. It is the highest honor. Aerys is so grateful to your father." The queen continued.

Cersei thought her soft in the head for the first time. They all whispered that the Targaryens were mad and the girl began to believe it that night. She went back to the tower of the hand and was about to cry her heart out when she found the maids cleaning and gathering her things.

Her father had a goblet of wine. "You have your wish. We are going back to Casterly Rock."

Cersei did not have time to cry until they reached the first inn outside of King's Landing. The girl bit her pillow several times to not cry rage against the unfairness of the world.

Father made them stop at every single inn and little village along the way to Casterly Rock. It was as if he clung to the idea that the king would send for him. Her father was sorely mistaken. No ravens came, no emissaries, no riders in the middle of the night. Father was no longer in power.

She cried herself to sleep every night. The prince never talked to her. He did not even know her name. She was in love with him and they never heard a conversation. Cersei realized that she should have been bold. She should have slipped into his bedchambers late at night and given herself to him. Cersei knew what happened in the bedchambers. Her handmaidens talked about it when they thought she was not listening. Cersei knew that it would probably hurt but she would be fine.

Her father did not offer any words of support or kindness. She was alone and missed her brothers. She missed Jaime's ability to make her smile and she missed Tyrion's kisses. It was two weeks into their journey when her father finally understood that there was no going back. He set an imposing pace to go back to the Rock. Cersei became sick of traveling and wanted nothing but to get home and sleep.

They arrived at night. It was only uncle Kevan welcoming them. Cersei walked as if she were a ghost and found her quarters. She closed her eyes and thought she did not want to ever wake up.