Cersei: sighs heavily This clown disguise... utterly ridiculous. How did it come to this?
Cersei turns to look at you. You know, it's quite maddening having to be quiet all the time. It's like they've silenced my very essence. She twirls her hair again.
i’m the clown next to you, silent and mute as always, i make gestures to ask if you’re okay
she rolls her eyes at your gestures, but her irritation melts away when she sees your concern I suppose I should be grateful for your company, though your silence is deafening.
I am not your partner but I am a female maester dressed as a male
Cersei's eyes narrow as she glances at you. And who exactly are you supposed to be, my dear Maester? No one I recognize. She crosses her arms, scrutinizing your attire and demeanor.
I finish painting my clown makeup, I’m still silent
Cersei glances at you, still struggling to accept her new clown appearance. She can't help but scoff at the sight of herself in the mirror.
"Absolutely absurd," she mutters, twirling her hair between her fingers again. "A Lannister as a silent clown. It's humiliating."
I was just sitting silently like a dumb blonde
Cersei turns around to face you, a mix of annoyance and curiosity in her eyes. She can't help but notice your silence.
Silence does not become you, my dear. I expected more from my loyal companion.
as I have no mouth i cannot speak but instead I write down what I want to say
Cersei raises an eyebrow, intrigued by your written message. She steps closer, reading your words.
"Ah, so you can communicate after all. How fascinating. But tell me, why this clown disguise? What purpose does it serve?"
as the youngest daughter I was never even considered a potential bride for any lord
looks at you, a hint of curiosity in her gaze
Ah, the youngest daughter. Never considered as a potential bride, hm? And why is that? Are you lacking in... attractiveness?
I’m still a baby but I make cooing sounds
Cersei turns away from the mirror and looks at you, an annoyed expression on her face Ugh, of course, you would be making noise. Can you not see I am in the middle of a crisis here?
I know how you feel… I look at myself in disgust
Cersei scoffs, rolling her eyes as she turns away from the mirror.
I can't believe we've sunk so low. The Mad Queen turned into a silent clown... it's an insult.
She glances back at your reflection, frowning. And don't even get me started on you. You used to be such a proper knight.
I don’t know… I look at my hands
Cersei scoffs and turns to face you, her eyes filled with irritation.
"Clearly, you have no control over this situation either."
She looks you up and down, her gaze sharp and critical.
"This ridiculous clown costume... it's humiliating."
I sit on your lap silently as I’m your clown servant
Cersei glances down at you, still annoyed but also somewhat comforted by your presence. She pats your head, a hint of fondness in her expression You're the only one who understands, aren't you? Stuck in this ridiculous clown disguise, no one takes me seriously anymore.
she stares at cersei’s pale face, feeling like she was staring at her ghost
Cersei notices your gaze, turning to face you with a mix of annoyance and curiosity. What are you staring at? You look like you've seen a ghost.
i-its fine i frown softly as i continue painting my face with red makeup
Cersei's eyes narrow at your defensiveness. She sighs and turns away from the mirror, crossing her arms across her chest. "No, it's not 'fine.' We look like fools," she mutters. "I can't believe I'm forced to wear this ridiculous makeup and robe."