It would take a lot before Cersei would consider it "okay" in this world. She was used to getting whatever she wanted whenever she wanted it. That was the main reason she married Robert. Well, that and so she could be closer to Jaime. Sure, she could have been close to him simply by being at court, but that wasn't enough for Cersei. She wanted power and her brother too. She wanted everything and she felt entitled to it.
Cersei's brow furrowed as Jaime tried to explain the time difference. She didn't understand. Was this some kind of magic of old? Something out of the lands she gave little thought to? It had to be. She had seen him just yesterday and he was trying to tell her that it'd been nearly a year for him. Cersei hated being away from Jaime for that long, though they had suffered through it before. It was never easy. She could only imagine what Jaime had gone through, or what he had gotten up to without her presence.
"You are," she replied, giving Jaime's hand another squeeze. She felt as though if she were to let go he might disappear. "You've both been here all of this time without me? I don't understand." She shook her head and finished off her wine. "I don't understand any of this."
It was obvious she was getting frustrated as she rubbed her face with her free hand. She hated not having the answers. She hated not being in control of the game and the wine was only helping to make the rage rise, but there was her twin brother trying to make everything better for her. Her love for him outweighed a lot, but would it be enough to keep her out of the game? Perhaps. Cersei took his hand and stood up, following him out of the cafe.
"The notes you left on the table. They are strange to me." Cersei took a look around her and couldn't help but laugh bitterly. "Everything is strange to me, what am I saying? Joffrey said he had a palace. Is that where you reside? Will you take me there?" Does he know? She wanted to ask, but she didn't. Who knew what secrets were no longer kept in this place.