"You view my circumstances as unfortunate, though I cannot claim even a portion of the misfortune to those I must closely resemble. My greatest misfortune would be to marry into a family who would carry me as their shame as I have been required to carry my own mother. Her aparent crime to be born a negro and mine to be the evidence."
“No harm will come to me today,” Cersei said when the day’s first light brushed her window. “Only my pride will suffer.” The words rang hollow in her ears. Jaime may yet come. She pictured him riding through the morning mists, his golden armor bright in the light of the rising sun. Jaime, if you ever loved me…
sophie turner for karen millen’s fall campaign