Cercei's POV

She returned to me, or perhaps because of her mother. Honestly, I wasn’t overly concerned about the reason as long as she had returned. When my men informed me that she had arrived at the airport, a sense of relief flooded my heart, dispelling the desperation that had gripped me for the past few months.

“See? I told you she’d come back to look for her mother,” Frank declared proudly. I shot him a stern look; I didn’t need him flaunting his foresight.

“Are you annoyed because I was right or because I was utterly right all this time?” He teased, provoking me further. I glared at him,...