Chapter 62 Thinking Of Jumping Into The Deep Ocean

Cercei's POV My heart raced with trepidation as one of the men diligently inspected every individual embarking and disembarking the ship. Instinctively, I contemplated turning away, but another group of men stood behind me, closing off any retreat. Feeling a pang of desperation, tears threatened to well up as I realised there was no way out. I found myself wholly dependent on a mere scarf and sunglasses to maintain a semblance of composure, striving not to draw unnecessary attention to myself. As I approached the scrutinising man, my heart pounded louder and more vigorously. His gaze bore into me, causing cold sweat to form on my forehead. A sigh of relief involuntarily escaped my lips when, finally, he averted his eyes. I mustered a faint smile, relieved that I had managed to get on board. Now, I needed to find my Mamà and Aunt. Were they already here? The ship was poised to set sail. The sound of the horn signalled the imminent departure. Glancing around anxiously, I sear