Cercei's POV

“I missed you too,” Vincent clearly uttered.

“Hush,” He comforted me and rubbed my back when I started to sob. My emotions were getting the best of me.

“I know I’m very handsome, but you don’t need to cry,” He tried to lighten up my mood with a jest. I chuckled and playfully slapped his shoulders.

We broke the hug, and he gently wiped the tears off my cheeks.

“You’ve changed,” He remarked, his gaze set on my face.

“Really?” I asked, not out of confusion but to press him to elaborate.

“I can’t explain it,” He chuckled, taking my hand and guiding me to turn. I laughed...