"It was ser Dontos."

You point at two of the kingbirds pulling the former jester of Joffrey into eye view. One of them clenched the redheaded Stark daughter's hair while shoving her to the forefront. You shook your head as the many eyes lay upon you. You knew in Essos there would-be plays told about this night. You wonder if the foreigner will put you in a good light or would name you a crown killer.

Cersei stood up pointing at Sansa Stark. You could tell she wanted to accuse the Stark girl of the **** of her beloved bastard son. "No Cersei. Sansa isn't to blame. This piss poor fatten knight tried to carry her off to be his wife or worse. Fuck her bloody and make her his dumb slut. Probably sell her to the Dothraki. Isn't this true?"

You walk over to him as the fool mumbles a lot of no's. "No sir. No. I would never kill the king. I don't have that many smarts. It was... It was..."

You lean in whispering into his ear. "Take full charge of these accusations." Using the power over him. "And named the maester as the mastermind."

"Yes... Yes... It was me. I killed the king. I poison him. I was paid by someone." He mutters out bewitched.

"And who was that person." You said pulling out a sword to stick into the fat knight's belly. Not plunging into him yet.

"It was maester Pycelle. He has been funneling his gold pieces to me. And brought this idea of putting the young prince on the throne over the past weeks." He mutters out.

"That is outrageous. I would never betray the king or his hand. This is a mock show of foolishness. I never kill the king. I support house Lannister and Baratheon until I could never do it, I'm trustworthy." Pycelle is shocked as gasps from people all over are heard.

"A day will come, to meet your maker grand maester in the court of law. Now with your order Cersei. Send him back to his cells."

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