A horde of angry faces stared at Cersei Lannister, but none dared move a muscle. Cersei had chosen the battlefield, and she chose it well. Standing on the ruins of Baelor with her gold cloaks, she reminded everyone who she was, what she had done. I am Lord Tywin Lannister’s daughter. Not too long ago they hurled trash at her and called her a whore as she walked past them, naked to the bone. Today, Ser Gregor Clegane’s visage was warning enough.
Amongst the crowd, Cersei’s sight caught many wearing patched grey garbs: Qyburn had said that was the color of the Righteous Saviors. Good. I want them to know. Let them see what I think of their faith.
“Before you,” she said, motioning to the bloody, naked form of Septa Unella, “stands a member of the Faith Militant.” She savored the shock and horror on their faces. “For months, she locked me in a dark cell and starved me to her pleasure.”
She pointed to the eight-foot man beside her. “This is Ser Gregor Clegane. For weeks, he has tortured, raped and forced her to stay alive on my command… even after she begged for mercy. But I am a merciful woman.” She snapped her fingers.
Ser Gregor’s hand clamped the head of Septa Unella. While the septa screamed, begging to break free, only Ser Gregor’s fingers tightened, while he stood as still as a mountain. Blood began to flow from her nose, from her ears, her mouth. One of the smallfolk covered her eyes. A gold cloak punched her in the stomach.
“I command you to watch,” said Cersei to the crowd. Unella’s throat was too choked with blood for her to scream. It was not long until they heard the splat. Ser Gregor’s fingers finally met. As he held up the lifeless figure, Cersei said, “I did not like Septa Unella. She wasted my time. Now, I have a war to win, kingdoms to end and a legacy to sustain.”
Ser Gregor flung the corpse among the crowd. The people were too afraid to move away from it.
“Do not waste my time.”
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End of episode – S07E02 will be published on Sunday, 8th July 2018, 8:30 am GMT
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