We all make our choices. You chose to murder my daughter. You must have felt powerful after you made that choice. Do you feel powerful now?
This is what ruling is, lying on a bed of weeds, ripping them out by the root, one by one, before they strangle you in your sleep
Sooner or later, Cersei always gets what she wants
Look at me. Look at my face. It's the last thing you'll see before you die