Pia...
It was a name Jaime had thought he had forgotten.
On every night of pleasure they had once shared, he had done everything he could to please Cersei, because he loved her.
But that night, for the first time, he had been pleased by another woman. The feeling... was difficult to put into words. Perhaps it could be called—pleasure of both body and soul.
At one moment, Jaime's very soul had trembled. Pia had not lied to him. She truly loved him.
And at that time, Jaime had also understood...
Cersei's betrayal might not have meant that she did not love him. It was because she loved... pleasure even more.
The memories buried deep within him surged forth, and the knuckles around Jaime's clenched fist turned white.
Putting away the letter, he left the stables.
Pia could not read. A septon had written the letter for her, and it was mostly filled with her cautious concern and longing.
At the end, she told him that Crabb Trading Company had settled her in a grand mansion in King's Landing, where servants attended her and she had fine jewelry and clothes she had never seen before.
Pia said that she had made a friend named Shae, who had voluntarily told her that she had once been Jaime's brother's most beloved mistress.
"..."
Entering the Night's Watch quarters, Jaime sat blankly at the bedside. Then he picked up a wineskin and gulped down wine.
Myrcella, Tommen, William, and Jenna—Kevan's children...
There was now another chain Gryn had fastened around his neck.
Gryn truly was a merciful king whose word was as good as gold. He had settled them all very well.
Jaime suddenly laughed. Both his and Tyrion's lovers had fallen into Gryn's hands. This king truly was fair and impartial.
Fuck,