Go for a stroll through the keep?

You cross the ground to the main Keep and step inside. This is where the Starks live and visiting dignitaries stay. You stroll around for a while, moving from floor to floor. There is not a lot to see as most wings are locked. You see some people here and there as you walk around; Sansa Stark with her friend Jayne pass you giggling and whispering, young Bran Stark runs down the stairs by you at one point, and many servants, some asking you if they can be of assistance.

King Robert spots you in the hall and beckons you over.

In his loud boisterous voice he tells you he needs a hand. It appears Queen Cersei is trying to decide what to wear to that evening's dinner, and he is getting fed up with her not listening to his suggestions. You get the impression that you were just in the right place at the right time for Robert; he doesn't really think your opinion is overly knowledgeable, he just wants to hand off the responsibility. When he brings you into the guest chambers, Cersei is wearing a light dress with a floral design on it. She doesn't seem especially pleased to see you at first. Robert explains that you will take over his duties so he can relax and have a drink. He moves to the back of the room and pours himself a large goblet of wine before sitting on a sofa.

Cersei looks at him (with barely disguised disgust) and then turns back to you.

"Lucky you," she says. "I told the King that I didn't need any help deciding on what to wear, but he can be very... insistent."

"Yes, your Grace," you say.

"Very well," she says, taking a final look at Robert before turning back to you and leading you a little closer to the door to her bedchamber. "Wait right here," she say, her voice just slightly lower than normal conversation. She looks at her chamber door and then back at you before moving through it. She doesn't close the door. You can make out the corner of the end of the large bed within, and a bench underneath the window on the far wall. Cersei disappears into the room, moving beyond the bed out of sight. You stand there, waiting for her to appear in another dress.

She appears again, but just standing at the corner of the bed. She is still wearing the same dress, but it has been loosened and it hangs down off her shoulders, held up by her hands at her chest, her smooth, silky shoulders bare. She stares at you, her lips slightly parted in that smirk of hers. You quickly turn to look at the King, but he is busy far across the room, drinking and picking fruit off a plate. You turn back to Cersei.