Your brothers gone. The High Sparrow saw to that. The rest of your family have abandoned you. The people despise you. Youre surrounded by enemies, 1000s of them
You've lost, Cersei. It's the only joy I can find in all this misery
You're not in your sanctuary now, my dear. All I have to do is whistle and my men will stroll in here and bash you about until I tell them to stop
Roses are boring dear