fuck the seven hells out of Cersei

"A coat of gold, a coat of red. A lion still has claws." Cersei looks confuse as the song that were made for her father came bellowing out of your vocal cords.

You continue to sing as you advance on the Lannister mom. "And mine are long and sharp, my whore." You grip her hands. Her puny fist trying to punch you while you back her up to the famous Iron Throne.

Cersei said. "What are you doing? Stop right this moment or or or" She stutter out to you.

You grin with both of your feet slowly ascending the Iron Throne steps. "And so he spoke, and so he spoke. That Lord of Castamere. And now the rains weep o'er his halls." You stare back at the empty halls. To show how much Cersei is at your perverted mercy.

Cersei began to switch up her commanding to a much pleading tones. "Please don't do this. I am a mother. I am a queen. Please I can pay you whatever you want."

You sadly shook your head at the blonde hair Lannister. "With no one there to hear." You lift a hand to your ear signaling the eerie silence. "Yes, now the rains weep o'er his halls. And not a soul to hear. Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh" You push Cersei back first onto the Iron Throne. She sat down shock as she stares at you.