I love Cersei. You can laugh at that if you want. You can sneer. Doesn't matter
It's a strange thing, the first time you cut a man. You realize we're nothing but sacks of meat and blood, and some bone to keep it all standing.
Everything I did, I did for my house and my family. I'd do it all again.
Threaten? As in "I'm going to open your lord from balls to brains and see what Starks are made of"?
