Game of Thrones 6.08: "No One" (2016)
NCW: The fact that she tries to give him back the sword Oathkeeper and he kind of says, "It's yours. It's always been yours," the subtext is it's almost like saying, "You keep my heart. It's yours. It's always been yours."
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As you may know, on May 12 will be the fifth anniversary of Jaime and Cersei's reunion and death. So to celebrate this day, a small event will be hosted on @jaimecerseidaily from May 12 to May 18, aka a whole week to spread some love to our favorite twins. I've selected 3 prompts that you can interpret as you wish.
THE PROMPTS:
Reunion - Secret - Free Choice
🦁 You are free to interpret those prompts the way you want, and to use them as strictly or as loosely as you wish. You can go Canon, Pre-Canon, AU, Modern AU, etc.
🦁 Multiple entries are allowed.
🦁 Jaime and Cersei have to be the main focus of your creation. Other characters may appear, but the main characters have to be Jaime and Cersei.
🦁 All type of fandom creations is welcome such as fanfictions, gifsets, moodboards, edits, fanarts, videos, poems, etc.
🦁 Remember to use the tags #jcday2024 and #jaimecerseidaily so I can find your creations and reblog it here.
🦁 Late entries will be accepted until the masterlist is shared.
🦁 If you have any question about the event, feel free to send me an ask on my personal blog. [here] The answer will be reblogged on this blog.
🦁 Have fun!
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Death of Honour
Summoning a charming smile onto his lips, one that would make most maidens swoon, Jaime addressed his wife-to-be pointedly. Rosarra Stark, however, merely held his gaze evenly and gave him a courteous smile.
“How thrilled I am to finally meet my bride-to-be. You are as beautiful as they say, my lady.”
There was mocking in his tone. Though he could not say the girl was not comely, he was certainly not looking forward to their nuptials. Rosarra Stark had bristled at his words, and regarded him as though he displeased her. Good, he thought to himself, better she be disappointed now than hold onto a fool’s hope that this marriage will be anything other than miserable.
The lady composed herself, and met his gaze evenly once more, chin held high. “You, as well, ser,” Rosarra replied smoothly, “almost displeasingly so. Imagine my horror, when I laid eyes upon you and realised that it is I who will be the bear to your maiden fair.”
Did she just call me… Jaime froze for a moment, surprised at his bride’s brazen tongue. He glanced at his father briefly, who looked equal parts intrigued and dismayed by the girl’s sharp tongue. Finally, Jaime had to honour her jest with a small laugh.
“My lady, did you just call me pretty?” he asked her, amusement sharp in his tone.
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