Chapter 127 Beginning Of The War

Cercei's POV "I'm sorry," I murmured, reaching for Maria's hands. She was dressed in all black, her hair neatly braided. Then, I slowly knelt down, a gesture that seemed to catch her off guard. "What the fuck are you doing?" she exclaimed in surprise. "I'm so sorry, Maria," I began, my voice filled with genuine remorse. "I know what I did to you in the North was a betrayal. I asked for your help and then betrayed you. I came here to kill Monsieur, but things took a different turn, and I..." My voice trailed off, and tears welled up in my eyes. I couldn't hold back the overwhelming emotions. Maria knelt down to my level and gently grasped both my arms, helping me to stand. "I understand," she whispered softly. A tear slid down my cheek, and I shook my head, unable to speak. "No, I deserve your anger, and I'd understand if you never want to be friends with me again," I sobbed as tears streamed down my face. "Cercei, our friendship may not be perfect, but the reasons behind o