BELOVED DAUGHTER.

                           ♛    [  Lɪɢʜᴛ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴇsᴛ.  ]  ♛

“I am thinking of Jaime.”

      “ I SEE. “

  she should have known.

joanna would be LYING if she did not
admit that she, too, was rather shaken
by the sudden loss of her son ;  many
nights had been spent plotting with her
lord husband in hushed whispers of how
to get him back. all of their efforts were
found to be for naught in the passing days,
and those nights she had found herself
crying into the soft satin of her pillows.

        it was incredibly disheartening, but she
       would NOT allow her daughter to see that.

      a hand reaches out to gently grasp cersei’s, green
      hues lifting to meet the ones so identical to her own.

               “ you must not lose heart, my love.
                  we WILL find him, i swear to you.
                  i will fight off the starks and bring
                    him home MYSELF if i must. “