“Shame. Shame. Shame.”
She did not turn. She did not have to. Qyburn’s little birds were everywhere. And at the top of the hill, framed by the iron portcullis, stood a figure in pale green. Margaery Tyrell watched, her lips parted in perfect, porcelain horror—or perfect, porcelain glee. It was impossible to tell. cersei shame episode
Walk.
No.
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