“Jaime,” Brienne whispered, so faintly he thought he was dreaming it. “Jaime, what are you doing?”
“Dying,” he whispered back.
Craven, Jaime thought, as Brienne fought to stifle her moans. Can it be? They took my sword hand. Was that all I was, a sword hand? Gods be good, is it true? The wench had the right of it. He could not die. Cersei was waiting for him. She would have need of him. And Tyrion, his little brother, who loved him for a lie. And his enemies were waiting too; the Young Wolf who had beaten him in the Whispering Wood and killed his men around him, Edmure Tully who had kept him in darkness and chains, these Brave Companions. When morning came, he made himself eat. They fed him a mush of oats, horse food, but he forced down every spoon. He ate again at evenfall, and the next day. Live, he told himself harshly, when the mush was like to gag him, live for Cersei, live for Tyrion. Live for vengeance. A Lannister always pays his debts.
No one ever asked me if I wanted to be Lord Commander of the Kingsguard, but it seems I am.
game of thrones meme: nine characters [5/9] → Jaime Lannister
“Are you so craven?” The word shocked him. He was Jaime Lannister, a knight of the Kingsguard, he was the Kingslayer. No man had ever called him craven. Other things they called him, yes; oathbreaker, liar, murderer. They said he was cruel, treacherous, reckless. But never craven.
“Defend the king. Obey the king. Keep his secrets. Do his bidding. Your life for his. But obey your father. Love your sister. Protect the innocent. Defend the weak. Respect the gods. Obey the laws.
It’s too much.”
Tell me, if I stabbed the Mad King in the belly instead of the back, would you admire me more?
A dozen quips came to mind, each crueler than the one before, but Jamie only shrugged.
#jaime has basically spent his entire life giving zero fucks about any woman but cersei. cersei is #all he has to compare other women to. cersei is his ultimate ideal because it’s the only thing he really knows #its not that he hates women or anything he just never really saw the need to pay attention to them because he he was so wrapped up in his… #so then he ends up traveling with brienne and he realizes that she is strong and capable and powerful like cersei only she has the honor … #i feel like once he finally returns home you see him getting tyrion-esque critical of his lover because now when he looks at her #she’s been knocked off her pedestal because he’s realized that she isn’t as good as it gets…and despite never getting romantic with him #brienne was one of the greatest wedges that ever got between cersei and jaime #suddenly brienne is his ideal. and he finds himself not even realizing it as he poorly attempts to emulate her beliefs and personality #melting it alongside the part of himself that he had fashioned after cersei for years #jaime y u such a mess?
“So many vows…they make you swear and swear. Defend the king. Obey the king. Keep his secrets. Do his bidding. Your life for his. But obey your father. Love your sister. Protect the innocent. Defend the weak. Respect the gods. Obey the laws. It’s too much. No matter what you do, you’re forsaking one vow or the other.”