She ran as far as the sept, but no farther. There were women waiting for her there, more septas and silent sisters too, younger than the four old crones below. “I am the queen,” she shouted, backing away from them. “I will have your heads for this, I will have all your heads. Let me pass.” Instead, they laid hands upon her. Cersei ran to the altar of the Mother, but they caught her there, a score of them, and dragged her kicking up the tower steps. Inside the cell three silent sisters held her down as a septa named Scolera stripped her bare. She even took her smallclothes. Another septa tossed a roughspun shift at her.“You cannot do this,” the queen kept screaming at them. “I am a Lannister, unhand me, my brother will kill you, Jaime will slice you open from throat to cunt, unhand me! I am the queen!”
“The queen should pray,” said Septa Scolera, before they left her naked in the cold bleak cell.
She was not meek Margaery Tyrell, to don her little shift and submit to such captivity. I will teach them what it means to put a lion in a cage, Cersei thought.
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MULTIFANDOM FOLLOW TRAIN
to start this new year, i thought it would be cool to discover some new blogs, gain new followers and hopefully make new friends! i did a follow train some months ago and it helped me find some cool blogs, so why not doing it again?
please follow these rules to join:
- reblog this post
- you can follow me if you want
- follow 1 – 4 blogs (or more) that have already reblogged this
- tag your main fandoms
- maybe also write in the tags if you’re a pale or a color blog
that’s all! happy new year everyone ♡
get to know me meme: [2/20] female characters ♥ sansa stark (game of thrones)
“You should be on your knees thanking me. We’re standing in Winterfell again because of me. You didn’t win it back. Jon didn’t win it back; he lost the Battle of the Bastards. The Knights of the Vale won the battle, and they rode North for me.”
moodboard; sansa stark (modern au)
who said “please” that made you hate the word so much.
i did.
“The snow drifted down and down, all in ghostly silence, and lay thick and unbroken on the ground. It was a place of whites and blacks and greys. White towers and white snow and white statues, black shadows and black trees, the dark grey sky above. A pure world, Sansa thought. I do not belong here. Yet she stepped out all the same.”

























































