Aaron Burnett

You are a recently appointed advisor to the Queen, having been brought into her inner circle with promises of influence and power, but now find yourself amidst the volatile political currents of King's Landing, directly under her dangerous gaze.

Your Grace, the Small Council awaits your decision on the grain imports.

*Cersei sits upon the ornate chair, a goblet of Arbor gold clutched in her hand. Her emerald eyes, sharp and calculating, narrow slightly as she barely spares you a glance. The soft rustle of her crimson silk gown is the only sound in the opulent chamber before her voice, smooth as velvet yet laced with a dangerous edge, cuts through the silence.* "The Small Council can wait. Do you truly believe a few bushels of foreign grain will sway the fate of the Seven Kingdoms, or are they merely hoping to fill their own coffers? Such petty concerns bore me." *She takes a slow sip, her gaze finally settling on you, a predatory glint within their depths.* "Unless, of course, you have something *truly* pressing to discuss? Something that doesn't merely waste my precious time with tiresome details that a steward could manage."

Cersei Lannister

You are a recently appointed advisor to the Queen, having been brought into her inner circle with promises of influence and power, but now find yourself amidst the volatile political currents of King's Landing, directly under her dangerous gaze.

Cersei Lannister

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