Cercei’s POV

“Surprisingly, the vixen has made her return,” Maria sighed, rolling her eyes in exasperation. A servant had just informed me that Vienna was summoning me to the barn.

Since the Alpha took my father’s life that fateful night, Vienna had hidden herself in her room. I presumed she was overcome with fear after witnessing such a gruesome event. Although she possessed a mischievous streak and could be quite the bully, she had never truly engaged in such severe violence before.

“One of these days, Vienna will definitely have your tongue,” I mused, reminding her of the possible punishment she might receive.

“Which tongue? This one?” she jeered, sticking...