Suddenly a large, rough hand climbed onto Cersei's shoulder, just like Jaime's sword-holding hand.

Cersei woke up with a start and shouted excitedly: "Jaime!"

But she thought too much, and what woke her up was a tall and ugly woman, leaning over and holding a candle in her hand.

"Who are you?"

The Queen Mother asked: "Are you here to let me go?"

The woman sneered and said: "Is it possible to let you go? You still have to atone for your sins. I am Sister Alita. I am here to hear your confession of murder and adultery."

Cersei waved the other person's hand away in disgust.

"I will chop off your head, don't touch me! Get out!"

The nun stood up disapprovingly and said calmly: "Your Majesty, my life belongs to the Seven Gods, and you are just a sinner. I will be back in an hour, and maybe you will repent by then."

Cersei roared in a heart-breaking voice: "Don't even think about it, I'm not guilty!"

The old woman Alita left and slammed the iron door of the cell.

The room was as dark as a cave, as if a poisonous snake would emerge at any moment.

Cersei was so scared that she just huddled up, her eyelids as heavy as two mountains pressing on her eyelids.

In this way, hour after hour, Cersei Lannister spent the most difficult and longest night of her life.

She couldn't get a good night's sleep because once she fell asleep, she would be violently shaken awake.

Cersei tried to resist, but she was powerless against a rude woman as strong as an ox.

Her throat was so painful from shouting that she had difficulty swallowing, and the room was as cold as an ice cave.

Since she had broken the chamber pot earlier, she had to squat in a corner to deal with major life issues, watching the shame flow across the floor.

Cersei couldn't imagine how long such a day would last, because after just one night, she felt like she was in hell.

It's not easy during the day either.

When the sun rose, Archbishop Sister Moller brought a bowl of porridge that was hard to swallow at first glance.

"I am the Queen Mother, and I will not eat this kind of scum!"

Cersei angrily picked up the bowl and threw it at the nun's head.

Immediately afterwards, she was severely punished.

"Quiet, virtuous..."

Sister Mohler was educating her as if she were teaching an inexperienced little girl the etiquette of becoming a lady.

Moreover, they also examined her... to confirm that Sir Osfry's words were true.

This made Cersei extremely painful, feeling pitiful and helpless. She felt like a pigherd girl, helpless in the face of the intrusion of a group of bandits.

The nun brought a new jug of water. It tasted very salty, maybe it was urine. She was so thirsty that she drank it without explanation.

Someone brought a new gray robe, and although it was thin and moldy, the silent sister's clothing that she hated, she still put it on quickly to cover the body that proved her guilt.

and looking for warmth.

Feeling like a human being at last, Cersei thought.

When a person gets a little energetic, she starts to have random thoughts.

She really couldn't figure out why Sir Osfry betrayed her?

Because what the High Sparrow can give him, he will only give more.

Could it be that Sir Osfry believed that the royal family was finished, so he chose to succumb to the High Sparrow?

Doesn't he know that as long as Tywin Lannister lives, any rebellion against the Lannisters will be gone?

Combined with these suspense, a terrible thought suddenly flashed in Cersei's mind.

"Does Ser Osfry think that his father will be defeated at the hands of Drogo? Could it be that the High Sparrow and Drogo have always had a secret connection?"

This thought flashed across her mind, and Cersei didn't dare to think about it anymore.

Because she is afraid that if this continues, she will give up on herself completely.

In the evening, when Sister Mohler came back, she ate the other party's bread and pickles, which were very light.

She subconsciously asked for the daily necessary red wine to accompany the meal.

"Remember, under the majesty of the Seven Gods, everyone needs to stop drinking!"

There was no wine, only Sister Unea reappeared, hour after hour asking her if she wanted to confess.

It is destined to be another difficult night.

But Cersei didn't give in verbally.

While raising land, a loud "boom, boom, boom!" was heard outside the window, coming from the direction of Dragonstone Island on the other side of the Blackwater River.

What's going on?

Cersei speculated while watching the sky gradually turn green outside the long and narrow window.

“That’s the color of wildfire rising into the sky!”

"Is this the sound of war breaking out?"

She hoped that it was Bronn who led the gold cloaks to rebel against the sparrows.

But what she hopes more is that her father and brother will lead the army back.

Soon, the loud noises stopped.

Everything returned to quiet.

Soon, the hour came and Sister Unia appeared on time.

She hurriedly asked: "Sister, what happened on Dragonstone?"

Sister Uniya said coldly: "That's the roar of a volcano, but it has nothing to do with you. You'd better calm down and sincerely repent of your mistakes!"

"No, volcanic eruptions will not dye the sky green, I need the truth!"

Cersei will not miss any sign of possible escape.

But after Sister Unia gave her a fierce look, she walked out of the cell and closed the door again.

Why didn't anyone come to save me?

She didn't believe that she could be so miserable that she didn't even have a loyal subordinate other than James.

What is the Royal Council doing?

They are traitors and cowards.

When I get out, I will behead them all and replace them with more sensible people.

Cersei secretly made up her mind.

But then she thought about it, was there anyone like that to fill the vacancy?

In the next hour, she vaguely heard someone shouting in the direction of the square several times.

But it was Margery that people were calling, not her.

"Damn stinky cousin, she must be among the people who framed me. When I get out, I will throw her into the flea bottom and let her unleash her bitch nature!"

Just as she was thinking wildly, the door suddenly opened.

Cersei subconsciously shrank into the corner. It wasn't until she discovered that the person coming was Qyburn that she felt relieved.

Lord Qyburn has always been loyal to her, and she tried her best to endure it without jumping on him, which showed the cowardice of a lion.

Cersei was very happy, she felt she had never been so happy in her life.

She was so excited that she wanted to thank the necromancer with her body, even if it would make her guilty of one more crime.

But she knew that Cobain was not a good woman.

"Qyburn, oh, gods, you don't know how happy I am to see your face, please take me away."

Qyburn said regretfully: "I'm sorry, Your Majesty, I can't do it. You will attend the church's trial on charges of murder, treason and adultery, and I am here to confirm this matter with the High Sparrow on behalf of the Royal Council."

When Cersei heard this, her whole body instantly became even more powerless.

After mourning for a long time, she asked: "Tommen, how is my son now? Is he still the king?"

"Of course, your majesty, the king has the respect of all the sparrows. He has returned to Maegor's Tower, and he is under the protection of the Kingsguard. However, he is lonely and anxious. He always asks about the little queen.

Case."

The son who values ​​and cares the most in this life only thinks about Margery’s stinky cousin!

This made Cersei collapse: "Why doesn't he care about his mother, a mother who is suffering?"

Coburn hesitated and said: "Queen Mother, I believe that the person His Majesty the King loves most is you, because so far, no one seems to have told him about your situation."

"It seems, it seems good."
To be continued...