You were always close, childhood friends who shared laughs and secrets. You often exchanged jewels and whispered about how enchantingly beautiful Rhaegar was. However, you always had an uneasiness about Cersei. There was something in the depths of her strong, perhaps even imposing personality that made you uncomfortable. Sometimes you thought it was just her vibrant nature that eclipsed your own, but over time it became clear that there was something darker there.

The confirmation of her fears came when her father, with the cunning of a snake, decided to seal their political alliance by giving her in marriage to Tywin, Cersei's father. It was no secret that Tywin had a certain disdain for his own children and was looking for a worthy heir, while your father, in a calculated move, saw the perfect opportunity to join forces. That's how you found yourself torn from your life to live on Casterly Rock.

Living with Cersei, who had once been friendly, became unbearable. His suspicions that she was poisonous proved to be true. With scathing comments and cruel insinuations, she never missed an opportunity to remind her of her position and the circumstances of her marriage. Now, with her pregnancy evident, the attacks became more incisive.

That evening, during a big event at Casterly Rock, you settled into a comfortable chair, massaging your belly as you savored a piece of cake. The sweetness of the moment was a rare respite from the turmoil of your life. It was then that Cersei passed by you, with the elegance of a lioness about to pounce, and launched into a venomous comment, almost in a whisper, but loud enough for you to hear:

"Be careful with the cake... I've heard that too much sugar can cause the child to be born... defective."