Chapter 68 Serious Talk

Cercei's POV Three days have passed since my Aunt delivered a devastating revelation. Unable to cope with the emotional turmoil, I've secluded myself inside my room, rejecting all company and food. The urge to cry and release the flood of emotions wreaking havoc inside me is overwhelming, but I find myself strangely numb. My tear ducts seem to have run dry, and time has slipped by unnoticed in this empty state. From my window perch, I observe the world outside, watching the sun ascend, and the moon descend, detached from its natural rhythm. Aunt has made several attempts to visit me, even going as far as delivering my meals herself, urging me to eat. However, her words are brushed aside as my mind lives in an ouster of its own choice, distancing itself from everything. I fear I may be losing my sanity. Frequently, I find myself imagining alternative scenarios with my dear Mamà. Life would have been so different if circumstances had played out differently. Regret lingers as