Lioness

Hearing Qyburn's reply... Cersei felt more helpless than angry.

Only by returning to the Red Keep could she safely await Gryn's army...

Then she could make everyone who had humiliated her... wail day and night!

Thinking of this, the Lioness emphasized, "I must leave this place."

Qyburn nodded. "Yes, Queen Regent. Before coming to see you, I met with the High Sparrow. We spoke, and I could sense that he was not as calm as he appeared."

His gaze was like that of a kind uncle next door. "Perhaps he also understands very well that our Lord Gryn may very well turn this place into a slaughterhouse."

"Yes, Gryn is a real man. I know that very well..."

As she spoke, Cersei Lannister's green eyes suddenly shifted. "What did you discuss with the High Sparrow?"

Qyburn nodded again. "I tried to invoke Lord Gryn's prestige to make the High Sparrow understand the Faith's situation..."

He sighed softly. "I told him that this was the only chance to reconcile with you, but the High Sparrow's resolve could not be swayed."

Cersei's lips twisted. "Cannot be swayed?"

Qyburn shook his head regretfully. "He told me that if Lord Gryn blamed the Faith for how they handled you... then, for his devout faith and for the Faith of the Seven, he would take his own life before Lord Gryn."

Cersei's pupils contracted slightly at those words, before she snapped, "The High Sparrow intends to trade his life for mine? Who does he think he is?"

"Life is precious. Everyone ought to cherish it."

Qyburn bowed slightly. "I reminded the High Sparrow that should anything happen to you, even the best justification would be unable to quell Lord Gryn's fury. The High Sparrow's life alone would be nowhere near enough."

Frowning, Cersei rose and