Game of Thrones... Self-insert Cersei (Patreon)

She honors the bet


After the agreement that the lady Tyrell will come to your bed chambers, you decide to wrap up Little Finger. You knew that he could ruin your plans. You decide to take three little ships out to meet his large boat. All of the men under your mind control spell.

Ten guys to each ship, sail out to Little Finger ship. You hope he was still out there. If he wasn't, you knew he was going to plan a new way to get Sansa Stark under his wing. Give her away to the bastard up north at some point. You wore armor that had been given to many countless knights who gave their swords to the Lannister house. You manage to get this from Cersei a few days ago after a night of her blowing your cock.

You see a huge outline of a massive ship in front of you. A guard that been increasingly engraving himself to your side said. "Sir a ship is ahead. If they decide to shoot arrows, we are done for."

"I got a plan Merrik." You said grabbing the item that will hopefully avoid your death. You lift the white flag up, showing off that you have surrendered. The thirty men looking on, all with their motives. Even though they are mind control, they are supporters of the Lannisters, Tyrells, and two Martell soldiers.

"I don't think this will work."