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At the Red Keep porch, except for Tygett who was at the front line, most of the royal ministers gathered here. They stared at Cersei silently, their eyes revealing indifference and disdain. Cersei's crying did not arouse any sympathy or pity from them, only endless ridicule and contempt.

Only Qyburn walked over and carefully put the robe in his hand on her scarred and bloodstained body. He whispered to comfort her: "Everything is over, Your Majesty. It's really good that you can return safely. Your foot is injured and needs urgent treatment." The Mountain, wearing heavy armor, walked forward and effortlessly hugged the weak Cersei in his arms, then stared at the front with an expressionless face and walked towards the interior of the Red Castle with firm steps.

Cersei looked around with tired and alert eyes, but did not find Tommen. She was filled with an indescribable complex emotion, disappointment, anger, and a faint sense of relief. However, these emotions were intertwined like a tangled mess, making her feel suffocated.

The maids acted quickly and gently washed away the filth and blood on Cersei's body, but she still felt as if her body was covered by an invisible layer of dirt, and no matter how she washed, she could not completely get rid of that dirty feeling.

After the maids quietly left, Cersei slowly walked to the huge mirror and stared at herself in the mirror. Her eyes gradually became firm and resolute, as if she had regained the long-lost strength in her heart at this moment.

"Family, identity, and status are all false. Only power is eternal..." Cersei murmured to herself in a low voice. Although her voice was light, it carried an unquestionable determination. "I will never let anyone step on me and bully me again!" She bit her lip and secretly vowed to take back everything she had lost and make those who had hurt her pay a heavy price.

That night, a group of Lannister cavalrymen crossed the entire city as if they were in an empty space. The leader was none other than Captain Jaime of the Iron Guard. At this moment, he was like an enraged lion, emitting a chilling aura! Jaime already knew what had happened during the day, and his anger was burning in his heart. He wanted to lead everyone to rush to Visenya Hill and kill those hateful people immediately. However, when he thought of the great humiliation suffered by Cersei, his inner concern for her instantly suppressed his anger, so he drove his horse without hesitation and rushed straight back to the Red Castle.

Jaime rushed to the Queen Mother's bedroom like a flash, pushed open the door, and looked anxiously for Cersei. When he saw that Cersei was safe and sound, he finally felt relieved.

"Cersei, come with me, I will take you away from here." Jaime stretched out his arms and hugged Cersei tightly in his arms.

Cersei resolutely broke free from Jaime's arms and said firmly: "No, I will not leave. I am the queen mother, this is my palace, and my children are here too."

"However, they dared to treat you like this..." A hint of murderous intent flashed across James' eyes.

Cersei smiled bitterly, and that smile revealed endless regret and self-blame: "This is all my own fault. I won't run away anymore. Jaime, I need you." Her voice was trembling a little, but more firm.

Jaime hesitated, a struggle flashing in his eyes. However, he finally nodded and said softly, "Okay, I'll always be with you." His voice was low and powerful, as if he was making an eternal promise to Cersei.

Cersei turned and walked to the bedside, slowly sitting down. Her eyes became deep and solemn, as if she was thinking about something important. After a moment of silence, she took a deep breath and continued, "Tomorrow morning, I will hold a royal meeting..." Her tone was firm and resolute, as if she had made a difficult decision.

"I will make those traitors pay. How dare they betray me and the Iron Throne!" Cersei's voice was full of anger and hatred. She clenched her fists tightly, her nails digging deep into her palms, but she didn't feel the pain at all.

"Also, we must get Tommen to issue an order as soon as possible to start restricting the church. If Maegor can do it, so can we." Cersei's eyes flashed with a trace of unwillingness and determination. She thought of the former King Maegor, who ruled the country with tough measures. Cersei firmly believed that she was also capable of doing this.

However, Jaime's brows were furrowed. He said worriedly, "I heard from the maid that Tommen has locked himself in his room since you were detained and has not seen anyone. He must be very sad and scared now."

Cersei nodded slightly in agreement. She knew Tommen's character very well and knew that he was under great pressure at this moment.

"I'll take care of Tommen's affairs. After all, he is my son, and I know him." Cersei's voice revealed a maternal toughness, and her eyes flashed with determination.

"But before that, I have one more thing to do." Cersei paused suddenly, causing Jaime to ask curiously, "What is it?" He didn't know what kind of plan Cersei had in her heart, but he believed that she must have her reasons for doing so.

The corners of Cersei's mouth slightly raised, revealing a chilling and cold smile: "Army! Only a strong army can serve as a solid backing for consolidating power! Whether it is the army of the Westerlands or King's Landing, they only belong to us in name only, but in fact they are not completely under our control."

James frowned and asked in confusion: "What do you mean..."

Cersei answered firmly and without hesitation: "Yes, Jaime. I want you to return to Casterly Rock and inherit all your father's inheritance. Including the title, the army, the title of Warden of the West, and the command of the army."

"But I have already sworn to become a Kingsguard. Besides, if I leave, who can protect you here?" Jaime kept shaking his head, his face full of worry.

Cersei held Jaime's arm tightly, pressed her face close to his forehead and rubbed it gently, while whispering soothingly: "Listen to me, Jaime. In your current condition, you can't effectively protect me and the children. We must have a private army that obeys our orders completely, and you are the only one I trust."