Cercei’s POV

“No,” I firmly responded to Vienna.

“I didn’t come here only to face your lies,” I interrupted quickly, staring intently at her face.

“I’m not interested in what you’re revealing anymore; your words have already spilled out excessively,” I said through clenched teeth.

“Then, do tell me why you came here suddenly, huh?” Her glare was as sharp as a cold sword.

I took a deep breath, closing the gap between us purposefully. I carefully untangled the tubes connecting her to the machines. The room filled with beeping sounds as the equipment registered her deteriorating condition. She gasped, struggling for breath, a clear image of suffocation.

Her eyes...