If one wanted to find Jaime Lannister, you'd use to have to ask at least three people, go to the nearest brothel or go to the throne room, where he'd usually stand and just think. But Commander Jaime spent most of his time in the war council room, drawing out war plans for an impending war and coming up with certain strategic ideas to guarantee a win. Cersei stood at the door for a moment, her right hand on the knob but she has yet to turn it. She removed her hand from the knob now and turned away from door but not walking away just yet. Jaime's words earlier sunk into her mind and played repeatedly like a scratched record.
Cersei did not want to wait any further to do this so she had to do it now. Gregor dead eyes looked down at her as she looked up at him. She stayed silent until she turned back to face the door and this time, she did turn the knob and opened the double doors with slight effort. Her walk into the room meant business and Jaime instructed the soldiers that were present with a simple flick of his head towards the door.
"Queen Cersei, to what do I owe this pleasure?" Jaime mockingly said as Cersei smirked and stood just mere inches away from her beloved twin brother. "I am so glad that you are in a good mood, Commander Jaime but let me be the one to put a damper on it." Cersei stood there poised with such elegance and grace, her hands over her waist and interlocked with each other. She didn't usually enjoy torturing her brother but she was enjoying this moment. "I thought about your words, Jaime and the more I thought about them, I have come to the conclusion of this."
That smirk that Cersei have deemed her vengeful smirk came back to dance among her lips and completely changed her facial features. "Cersei, what is going on?" Jaime asked as a soft chuckle came from his sister, Queen Cersei. "No need to be worried, Jaime. You will be safe, I can assure you." She then walked over closer towards him, unlocking her hands and placing one of them upon the table beside her. "I am stripping you of your Commander of the Army position and placing you into the dungeon until I figure out what to do with you." Cersei said as Jaime eyes widened and his face tilted to the side. His words stammered over each other as he needed to find the right words to say.
"No need to debate me over my decision, dear brother. My mind has been made." Cersei said as she turned heel, leaving Jaime in stunned mood as once he came to, he unsheathed his sword and attempted to strike Cersei but Gregor stepped in and grabbed Jaime by the throat and hoisted him up in the air. Immediately, she stood by Gregor and pleaded with him not to kill Jaime but to put him down, at least. Without a second thought, Gregor dropped Jaime on the ground as he was gasping for air.
Cersei couldn't help but feel a little bit bad for her brother as she knelt down beside him. "I've changed my mind. You are not stripped of your position but you will raise an army for me and you will get them to fight for me." Cersai commanded of her brother, Jaime as she stood up now and looked down at her brother. "Don't have me and Gregor will be back. But next time, I might not even be here to stop him." She breathed before continuing and asking Jaime if he understood her or not.
Jaime, who was slowly getting up from the ground, eyed his sister, his lover and nodded his head then bowed down towards her. Once Cersei was pleased enough with his motion, she turned heel and started to walk away, Gregor followed suit, as he always did now. Jaime eyes peered up at them as they left and he called his soldiers back into the room. "We have an army to build, gentlemen. We cannot let our Queen down." Jaime mentioned towards them as they all nodded towards him. "Winter is also here. So, we must be prepared." He muttered as he walked closer towards the window and look out at the ocean before the Kingdom, staying silent with his arms folded behind his back.