Cercei's POV
The entire week sailed by smoothly, with the café bustling more than usual. Nevertheless, I found myself motivated each day. Claire’s teasing persisted, particularly when Lucian made his appearance every morning.
Anticipating the chimes of the bells became my daily delight as they indicated his arrival, inevitably catching me in the act with Claire’s ever-watchful eyes.
Lucian and I are getting along splendidly, albeit just as friends. Surprisingly kind, he carries himself as a true gentleman, while his wit and humour never fail to leave an impression. Gradually, I find myself reconsidering our initial encounter, realising that we may have started off on the wrong foot.
I feel remorseful for attributing all the misfortunes in my life to him, for in truth, if it were not fo
