Originally published on ao3 in February 2021. This was a gift fic for Zvon_cica who won my contest to be my 1000th comment thread starter! Their request was "I would like to see what would happen with them and the baby if Cersei had kept the iron throne and defeated Daenerys, the rest is up to you."

This is a multi chapter fiction that at the time ao3 deleted my fics had about 8 chapters I think.

Chapter beta'd by RhaenaTargaryen on ao3 check out her stuff, it's good!

This fic will be sort of like my We Are Targaryens fic with the time jumping around a bit, though chapters will be a bit longer than they were in that fic. The next chapter will go back to right before The Dragon Pit meeting which is where this story diverges from canon.

For fandom blind readers from reddit here is some info to help you understand the story better:

Chapter 1 is a prologue showing that Cersei Lannister won against Daenerys, the rest of the fiction shows you how that happened, and later chapters will go beyond the prologue.

This fiction follows the canon of Game of Thrones until right before the final episode of season 7. Here is some canon info: Cersei Lannister had recently been crowned Queen of the Seven Kingdoms after her last remaining child, Tommen committed suicide. A suicide some would say she caused, as he did so after she orchestrated the destruction of the Sept of Balor in which his wife was currently in, causing her death.

Cersei Lannister has been in a romantic relationship with her twin brother Jaime Lannister since they were teenagers. He joined the Kingsguard so that he could stay in the Red Keep where she lived with her husband King Robert Baratheon. They had 3 children together, Joffrey, Myrcella, and Tommen, which they all passed off as The King's children. Joffrey was a psychopath and was murdered at his wedding by the bride's grandmother. Myrcella was poisoned on her way back to The Red Keep by Lannister enemies and died in Jaime's arms after they shared a sweet father-daughter moment in which she told him she knew he was her father; and Tommen, as you know commited suicide.

In need of allies, Cersei has chosen to ally with Euron Greyjoy, a ruthless and psychotic pirate who is King of The Iron Islands, having become so after killing his older brother Balon. Euron has a niece Yara, who has rallied support against him so that she could become ruler of the Iron Islands, and a nephew Theon, who was tortured by a man and has no dick, and is now seeking redemption for some wrongs he did in the past.

Cersei is ruthless and will do anything to keep her throne. The only ones she truly cared about were her children, the child she is currently pregnant with, and her brother-lover Jaime.

Jaime and her unborn child are the only ones she cares about now.

Daenerys Targaryen is the daughter of The Mad King, Aerys Targaryen, who was King before Robert Baratheon overthrew him. She has come to reclaim her throne, and has a large army, and three dragons to help her. Also on Daenery's side is Tyrion Lannister, Cersei and Jaime's dwarf brother who Cersei has always hated. Tyrion killed their father and while Jaime used to love his little brother that has really soured him on Tyrion.

Now on with the story:

She'd done it. She'd beaten the prophecy.

"Queen you shall be... until there comes another, younger and more beautiful, to cast you down and take all that you hold dear."

She smirked. Nobody would cast her down. At one time perhaps it would have been possible. It was no longer so.

Perhaps if her enemies had concerned themselves more with her growing army and less with the war against those creatures she would not be where she was today.

A year ago all she had was her armies, a mixture of soldiers that had once been loyal to her house or to Robert. A couple of thousand men, artillery, and fleets that she'd inherited when Tommen had died. Not nearly enough to keep the throne indefinitely.

Now the Golden Company, twenty thousand men, two thousand horses, and two baby lions, they fought for her. Of course, the two baby lions were more of a novelty than anything, but she appreciated the gesture.

Now the Tarly army, stolen from that decrepit bat, they fought for her. She was sure many of them had been wavering in their loyalty, considering switching sides. After Dickon and Randyl were unjustly killed that was put to an end. After viewing the madness of their other option they would be loyal to her now. It was only half of what the Tyrell army, loyal to that dragon bitch had, but added in with the other troops it certainly made her more formidable.

Now Euron Greyjoy's fleet, swarms of uncouth and bloodthirsty pirates, they fought for her. Their numbers weren't anywhere near as numerous as the Tarly army, but what they lacked in numbers they made up for in fleets. They'd been nearly as useful to her as Qyburn had been.

Euron Greyjoy. The man himself had few redeemable qualities, but he had been a most useful strategist and warrior, destroying many of her enemies and even capturing her traitorous imp of a brother. It was terribly tragic what had happened to him. She'd almost shed a tear. He would have a hero's funeral, and she would see to it herself. Jaimes feelings on the matter be damned.

"Oh, aye. Six-and-ten for him, and three for you. Gold shall be their crowns and gold their shrouds."

Three children. Her brave Joffrey, poisoned by that decrepit loudmouthed bitch. Her kind Myrcella, poisoned by that Dornish whore. Then there was Tommen. Her poor, sweet, misguided Tommen. who had taken his own life after his wife's death. Too naive and innocent, the fool must have believed himself in love.

Wiping a tear from her eye she attempted to comfort herself with the knowledge that in a few months, she would birth another child. He or she would never replace the ones she had lost, but once again she would have a child to mother. Her baby gave a kick as if to remind her and she smiled through the tears that had started to fall. Her little cub was a fighter. They would not meet the same fate as her other three.

Everything she had ever wanted was now hers. There was only one thing missing.

Sighing, she forced away thoughts of Jaime. He would see reason in time. Would see that what she had done had been for them.

Looking out of her window she smiled at the sight that greeted her. She took her time as she admired the lovely rainbow of colors.

Yellow.

Black.

Red.

Illuminated by the morning sunlight each of them gave off an unearthly glow. A splendid decoration that would remain until the crows left nothing.

Smirking, she began to reminisce over the events that had led to her securing her throne.

Comments are welcome, no flames/concrit tho. Had this story on here before and some people were real dicks, so I hope that doesn't happen now. Either way, I won't be deleting this.