She was cold this day, even more so than before. As time progressed she realized that there wasn't only the stories of dragons that were real. It wasn't even the white walkers, and the coming Long Night. No, even with the odds against her, at least it wasn't sure that she would be defeated. But with these stories being real, she knew the prophecy of Maggy the Frog was real too. No matter what she tried to do or what happened, that younger more beautiful queen would come again, stronger like a disease, that strikes again only stronger and stronger with each time. At first, she thought it was Sansa, she was to marry Joffrey after all, then when she prevented her from marrying her sweet Joff, she smiled, thinking she had stopped the prophecy and wanted to shit over Maggy's damned corpse. But what a fool she was, as one threat went, a bigger one came in the form of Margaery Tyrell. She was sure it was her this time, Joffrey had died, Myrcella had died too, but she was still standing, with her claws deep into Tommen, her last child. She thought she could stop her with the faith militant on her side, but she found out soon enough that Margaery had turned the tables, and now the Faith was on her side, wanting Cersei to answer for her crimes. So she blew up the Sept of Baelor, with all her ennemies inside, and Tommen safe from the explosion. But Margaery had planted her claws so deeply into Tommen that she had taken the boy with her. But then, only more ennemies came, even with the throne in her possession.
That bastard Jon Snow became King in the North and took half of her kingdom overnight, while the south had united under Daenerys Targaryen that silver-haired bitch, not to mention the Iron Islands who were raiding the western coasts. She was still determined to defeat all her ennemies. She first occupied the Riverlands after Walder Frey's death, then brought Dorne, along with Iron Islands back into the fold. Then they took back the Reach. She was winning, but the silver-haired bitch took out a portion of her army. Then when she became pregnant again she thought the prophecy was all a lie, she was still winning, she had the iron bank on her side too, at least she hopes so. When the Dragon queen and Jon Snow came to King's Landing to negotiate, she no longer believed in whatever Maggy the frog told her, she was going to win. She saw Jon Snow, and thought this one could be a better suitor than Euron Greyjoy as a husband, he was younger and rather handsome, and if she was going to win the war she would no longer have need of the iron fleet and she could shit on Ned Stark's legacy once more. Apart from Jon Snow, the rest of the people that weren't sitting besides her would only find their heads on spikes, she was confident to win. He was a bit of a northern fool nonetheless, talking of white walkers and armies of the dead
Though when the Stark bastard came and brought that dead man forward and it charged at her, she thought of the prophecy again. The White Walkers were real, maybe the prophecy would become real too. She would rather not think about it. She was ready to send her armies North, even give independence to this Jon Snow and the North as long as he would remain neutral in the conflicts of the seven kingdoms. But no, he had bent the knee to the daughter of the mad king. And she had only began to take a liking to Jon Snow that the Dragon Queen, younger and more beautiful had already taken him from her. They already loved eachother, their couple was of children's stories. A beautiful young King meets a beautiful young Queen, they fall in love and take over the world with their mystical dragons and direwolves, both loved by their people. She wanted to see both heads on spikes, she was going to.
Then Jaime left her, wanting to fight in the North, then Qyburn, wanting to study the corpses and he took her precious wildfire that she was going to use to burn all her ennemies. She still refused to belive in the prophecy, even though the dragon bitch had started to steal the people she held dear, Jaime and Qyburn. She was pregnant and Euron Greyjoy was going to Essos and bring back 20,000 men to crush her opponents. She knew no one would be able to oppose her, the prophecy wasn't real, she was expecting a child!
She refused to believe in the prophecy, until the night she woke up, in a bed full of blood and this night she screamed, because she knew Maggy the Frog was right, she would only have three children. And now, she could only wait for the dragon queen to take whatever else Cersei held dear.