Chapter 17: Cersei Lannister

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- Percival Bolton POV -

- Lannisport - Westerlands - Westeros - 276 A.D -

As I was leaving the house, I caught sight of some curious and troublesome guests. At first I would kill them simply to erase the evidence of what I did, as well as my connection to Maggy. But there was a big problem, which was the identities of the trio in front of me.

The two girls in the back were of no importance whatsoever, they were noble but nothing relevant. The issue was the girl in front, Cersei Lannister, daughter of Tywin Lannister, a man I don't want to anger by killing his daughter. Even if it is not known that it was me, her death would be very problematic as it would change a lot of things. Without his daughter, there is no reason to support the Baratheons in the war.

"Who are you!" one of the girls in the back asked me who were looking at me in fright, my appearance was totally beautiful and perfect, but it can also be very scary. In a situation where you are looking for a witch in the forest, the scary side stands out more.

"Calm down Melara" said little Cersei as she stared at me, almost mesmerized. Her gaze towards me was complex, as if she was deep in thought.

"I'm sorry..." the girl murmured, and Cersei nodded, though still staring into my eyes.

"Ehem... My name is Cersei, a pleasure" the girl said, strangely respectful. I thought she would be more haughty and arrogant as a girl.

"The pleasure is mine" I replied with an unreadable face, but formulated a slight smile as I looked at the young lioness. She's only ten years old now, but in about four or five more years, I don't refuse to fuck her.

"We're looking for Maggy The Frog, the witch who lives in this hut, is she here?" she asked, and I didn't change my expression at her words.

"I'm afraid not, she's on vacation" I replied with a smile. "I don't know if she'll be back though, maybe it was a trip and she moved. I'm not sure" I said, to which the blonde nodded, but her eyes were looking at me in a calculating way. The girl is quite intelligent, but in getting the crown her arrogance, as well as her "love" for her children, made her someone reckless and arrogant.

"I understand" said Cersei, still looking me in the eyes. "May I know your name? "asked the little lioness. She already knew what I looked like, and we would meet again, so it would be suspicious to give a false name, and it would be pointless.

"Percival, my name is Percival," I replied, "Though I do not understand the reason why a noble lady comes to these parts."

"Questions, doubts and discomforts."

"Of what kind, lovesickness?" said I, and I sketched a small smile that was answered by the princess.

"You might say, doubts about the future."

"Oh, future. That's an interesting subject, perhaps you might be interested in a note from Maggy, she was talking about the future."

"From whom?" asked Cersei.

"From a young lioness" I said, and her eyes widened for a second then went back to normal. The girl is quite good.

"Where is the letter?" she asked, but now her tone was not calm, but rather anxious. But my answer surprised her.

"I burned it" I said without changing my expression.

"What! Why did you do that?"

"The future is something valuable and dangerous, such a paper can't be let loose like that" I replied, and the girl after calming down nodded in understanding.

"Is there any way to get that information?" the girl asked. "As well as a way to corroborate it."

"For the right price" I replied. Which was absolutely right. The tournament prizes were 3,000 gold dragons to the winner of archery and melee, with 5,000 gold dragons for the winner of jousting. I only had about 300 gold dragons left, with each dragon being equivalent to $1,000, I had $300,000, which wasn't much really, so trying to get more would be quite useful. Since I could gamble and win a lot of money between the tournament prize and my bets on my own behalf.

"300 gold dragons" she told me.

"If they say time is money. how much is the future worth?" I asked without saying yes or no to her offer.

"1.000"

"Shouldn't you know first what information I'm selling?" I asked with a slight laugh, and her face turned slightly red with embarrassment at her big mistake.

"I'm sorry. when will I marry Prince Rhaegar Targaryen? And how many children will I have?" the girl asked, and I looked at her two companions, giving her the necessary information that they should leave, and Cersei ordered them just that.

"It is valuable information. You should up your offer more or you will regret not receiving it" I said, and there was a lot of hesitation on her face. She was a Lannister, but she was also a child. But the next moment, she pulled out a bracelet she wore on her wrist. I was able to recognize it with my alchemy skills, the bracelet had some Valyrian Steel plus gold.

"This should be more than 10,000 dragons," she said, and she was right. This could easily be 50,000 golden dragons, imagine what a full sword would be worth.

"I accept" I said, and offered my hand to hand me the bracelet. He looked at me suspiciously but finally gave it to me.

"You will not marry Rhaegar Targaryen" I said, and her eyes widened with surprise at my words.

"B-but..." she tried to comment in disbelief, but I interrupted her words.

"Which doesn't mean you're not going to marry a king" I said with a big smile on my face.

"And how can I check your words?" she asked me, and I approached her slowly which made her take a step back unconsciously, that's good. Fear is always good. I cupped her chin with my hand and looked into her eyes, leaving her mesmerized.

"You'll know after the guests leave," I told her. This was all half-truth and half-lie. It was true that Maggy had read a few days ago the fate of the lioness, that's why I know about the guests. But most of the information I know from my future knowledge of my past life. An interesting play on words. "But if you're not sure, you can see my veracity at the jousting tournament itself, when Ser Arthur Dayne defeated the prince in the grand final. That prediction is free by the way" I said, and started to withdraw, but a voice stopped.

"When can I see you again!" the girl exclaimed.

"I'm only five years older than you, no need to be so formal" I told her.

"I understand."

"And about when you'll see me... I'll be participating in the archery tournament, so I'd appreciate it if you'd tell your father to bet against me" I commented smiling, and the girl gave me a bright smile as well. Apparently genuine. I thought she would be sadder about the fact of her marriage. There are three options, either she never cared, she didn't believe me, or my presence made her mood improve.

Whatever the answer is, it doesn't matter. The important thing is that I just made a halfway good relationship with the future queen, and now I have an archery tournament to win.