Chapter 76 Dance Together

Cercei's POV "I must confess, My Lord, I had no clue of your marital status. The news certainly caught me unawares, and I must jest that I had been anticipating an invitation," an elderly man playfully remarked. "A civil wedding, Lord Sergio, only the two of us and a judge," Lucian swiftly fabricated, delivering the lie with such finesse that even I nearly fell for it. A consummate liar, indeed, making it all sound quite credible. "A civil wedding? From the King In The North? Now, that's unexpected," remarked another Lord. "It all happened swiftly, and I simply couldn't bear to let her go," Lucian held my hand, and I forced a smile on my face. The onlookers seemed deeply touched by our apparent 'love,' oblivious to the fact that I was nothing more than his prisoner. "Worry not, for I am already planning a grand wedding," he blurted out, his confidence brimming. "I will wait for my invitation eagerly," the Lord replied. "Of course, My Lord," Lucian winked. What a scoundrel! Not