“So, do you finally accept the truth now? We are, in fact, sisters. The man you once called your father—a dishonest figure; your mother, a creator of lies; your close friend, a spreader of deceit; even your beloved Alpha King Lucian lied to you. All of them lied to you,” Vienna mocked, her expression twisted into a false sense of victory.
“Look, I’m not the one living in a sad existence. Your entire world, seemingly full of love and kindness, is just a facade to hide their lies in the shadows. Everything you thought was true is crumbling, like a false idea you accepted about your own identity—a mistake you took as reality,” she added, her words hitting me like arrows. They struck hard, leaving me speechless. It felt as though I’d been slapped in the face. She looked pleased, savoring the impact of her words on me.
“Your life is a lie, Cercei. You’re not the innocent servant you think you are. You’re the daughter of the very man you despise—the one who killed your supposed father. And now, you’re the sister of the woman you hate most.” Vienna’s words were followed by a burst of mocking laughter.
Everyone in Cercei’s life had lied to her, and in Book 2, she realizes she had been deceiving herself as well. This revelation has changed everything—about herself, her mate, her family, and her entire life. Learning that she is not her father’s daughter is a painful blow. How will Cercei come to terms with the truth of her own life?
Read Book 2 in the trilogy (Chapters 46–96).
