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Cersei left the chamber of captivity, and the three nuns led her down the stairs of the tower, with Sister Unya in front, and Sisters Moller and Skoya behind.

All the way, the four of them silently walked down the long spiral staircase.

The High Sparrow met her again in the previous back room.

Looking at this simple heptagon-shaped room, with the faces of the Seven Gods rough engraved on the stone walls, as if staring out, looking as sour and indignant like an archbishop, Cersei slowly walked into the room.

The High Sparrow was sitting behind a rough desk writing something.

He didn't look changed at all, still the same scrawny, gray-haired old man, lean, tough, and starving, his face angular and his eyes full of suspicion.

Instead of the flamboyant robe worn by the previous bishop, he wore a grotesque undyed wool tunic that dragged down to his ankles.

"The Queen Mother," the High Sparrow stood up to greet, "it's time to make a confession, and the people outside can't wait."

Since it was on the first floor, the unsealed windows let in the sound of pilgrimages from the mountains and the tsunami, but the sounds became vicious chatter in Cersei's ears.

"What do you want me to confess to?"

"Your crime, any crime is fine." The High Sparrow replied calmly, and then said to several people in the room, "Unya, you stay and record your confession. Skoya, Moller, you go out."

When Cersei saw the High Sparrow speak, she put her hands and fingers together, a gesture her father Tywin used to do.

Sister Unya sat down behind Cersei, unfolded a piece of parchment, and dipped a quill in the maester's ink.

Cersei decided to change her mind. She asked, "I think it's okay to plead guilty in the Red Keep?"

"You will return to the Red Keep, I promise, but only after repenting."

The old guy was tough, Cersei realized again.

She calmed down and tentatively said, "Any crime will do?"

The High Sparrow still replied generously and tolerantly: "Of course."

Cersei struggled a bit, intending to say something irrelevant first, preferably to muddle through.

"Then Mother, have mercy on me. I did break the marriage contract and slept with a man, I admit."

"With whom?" The bishop's eyes were fixed on her.

Cersei could hear Unya writing behind her, her quill rubbing faintly. "Lancel Lannister, my cousin. And Ser Osney Kettleblack."

Osney was the one who accused herself that day, and cousin Lancel recently became the Holy See of the Sparrows, and Cersei knew she couldn't escape, and it wouldn't do her any good to deny them.

"I am not excused, Archbishop, but I am lonely and terrified. The gods have taken my love and protector, King Robert, from me. I am alone, and by bad friends and traitors and those Surrounded by conspirators who murdered my children. I don't know who to trust, so I...I use the only way to win over people."

"You mean use your female part?"

"My flesh." She covered her face with one hand, trembling. When he put his hands down, his eyes filled with tears. "Yes, maiden forgive me. I'm for the kids and the country. I'm not enjoying it at all. Kate Black... rude and savage, he's rough with me, but what can I do? Tommen I need people around me that I can trust.”

"His Majesty the King is protected by the Kingsguard."

"When his brother was murdered at his own wedding, the Kingsguard stood there watching it happen, doing nothing. I watched one son die and couldn't bear to lose the other. I was guilty, I committed Adultery, but I'm all for Tommen. Forgive me, Archbishop, I can part with any man in King's Landing to protect my children."

"Forgiveness can only be given by the gods. What was it like to be with Ser Lancel, your cousin, your lord's squire? Did you sleep with him to earn his loyalty?"

"Lancel," Cersei hesitated. Be careful, she told herself, Lancel will tell him everything. "Lancel loves me. He's still half a child, but I never doubt his love for me and my son."

"And you're still tempting him to fall."

"I'm lonely." She fought back her choking, "I lost my husband, my son, and my father. I am the Queen Regent, but the Queen Mother is also a woman, and women are inherently weak and easily seduced... The Bishop understands this truth. Even if Holy nuns also sin. I take comfort from Lancel, he is thoughtful and gentle, and I need someone. It was a mistake, I know, but I have no choice... A woman needs to be loved, she needs a man By her side, she...she..." She sobbed uncontrollably.

The archbishop was indifferent and did not comfort her.

He sat there staring at her as ruthlessly as the statue of the Seven on the wall.

After a long time, Cersei's tears finally dried up, her eyes were red and swollen from crying, and she felt like she was about to pass out.

However, the Archbishop did not let her go.

"These are common crimes," he said. "The wickedness of widows is well known, and all women are dissolute at heart, keen to use intrigue and beauty to drive men to their ends. As long as your majesty Robert is alive you haven't cheated on you. , is not betrayal."

Cersei shuddered, looking into the High Sparrow's eyes, wondering what the guy wanted.

The High Sparrow did not stop, and continued, "You are also charged with plotting the murder of your lord, our late and beloved His Majesty Robert I."

It's Lancel, Cersei thought, "Robert was killed by a boar. Are they starting to say I'm an alien? A psychic? Are they still accusing me of killing Joffrey, my precious son? , my eldest son?"

"No, only your husband. Do you deny the charge?"

"I deny it, before the gods and the people."

He nodded. "Finally, and worst of all, someone said your children were not the sons of King Robert, but the **** of adultery."

Cersei raised her head in horror and found a weird smile on the corner of the High Sparrow's mouth. Cersei realized that this was a terrible conspiracy.

When it comes to the legitimacy of her son king, Cersei dare not be slighted.

"What Stannis said," she replied immediately, "lie, lie, plain lie. Stannis wants the Iron Throne, but his brother's children are in his way, so he must claim they're not his brother's. Child. That dirty letter...not a single word of truth. I deny it."

The Archbishop stood up with his hands on the table. "That's right. Duke Stannis has turned from the Seven to believe in the Red Devil, and his wrong belief has no place in the Seven Kingdoms."

Cersei nodded in agreement.

"But even so," the bishop continued, "this is a terrible accusation, and the country must know the truth. If what Her Majesty the Queen Mother said is true, a trial will undoubtedly clear your name."

Or to judge?

Eggs, Cersei was angry, "I've admitted..."

"Certain crimes, yes. But you deny the rest. Judgment will separate the truth from the lies. I will ask the Seven Gods to forgive the crimes you confess and then pray that you are innocent of the other charges. "

Cersei stood up slowly ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ remembering what Cobain told her, "Take me to the Temple Square, the trial is okay, but I'm going to ask for a trial by combat. I'll stand on the Father's side. Under the watchful eyes of the people, let the truth be revealed to the world through force."

Trials by combat are always bloody. In the event that the defendant's proxy knight dies or surrenders in battle, the defendant is also subject to capital punishment.

The High Sparrow's eyes gleamed like shards of flint, "Judgement by combat? Are you sure? As a member of the royal family, according to the rules, you can only choose the White Kingsguard as your proxy knight, and as the gods who accuse you of crimes, will Anyone can be chosen as a proxy knight."

Cersei lifted her head, no longer passively under the condescending gaze of the High Sparrow. She sneered: "The gods will shelter the righteous side, won't they?"

True, but it's hard to say which side the gods will take when neither side is right, and the High Sparrow looks at Cersei's defiant expression and says yes.

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