❝ CECILIA LANNISTER WAS HER FATHER'S DAUGHTER THROUGH AND THROUGH. HAD IT NOT BEEN FOR HER SEX AND SHE WOULD HAVE BEEN HIS SUCCESSOR ❞

"What was she like?", Lilia asked in curiosity.

"A lot like you to some extent", Jaime elaborated as he remembered his sister's joyful giggle. "She was more gentle though, more caring. She became my mother figure when my real mother died. She was only eight when that happened but even then Cecilia had been able to be strong and put our needs above hers"

"She seemed indeed very kind"

"She was", Jaime confirmed and a sad smile grew in his face, slowly as he remembered his sister more neatly. It had been so many years, he had difficulty picturing her. But he didn't want to forget her and nor would he. "She was also very clever and graceful. She was the ruby of Casterly Rock and it was said that she would be a brighter Queen than Alysanne Targaryen when that day came"

"But it never did", Lilia added.

"No, it didn't", he confirmed, looking at his golden hand and wondering how things would have changed if she had indeed been Queen. "She died before she could"

"What killed her?", the Stark girl asked.

Jaime took a deep breath and felt his sight become blurry due to tears forming in his eyes. He swallowed dryly, his throat in a knot as he fought back the tears.

"Love and duty"