Cersei walked through the halls with Sansa at her side and her heels making soft taps on the floor. She liked it here, for the most part. She looked and felt cute as hell, it was a known fact for basically anyone who went to the House of Life. Sansa rubbed her giant head against the girls leg and she laughed a little before running her hands over her companions head. The two were as close as any two people could be, giving the fact that one of them was a killer feline. Sansa really wasn't all that mean, not to anyone Cersei liked anyways.I could be worse you know. She thought to the daughter of Bast. Cersei laughed again and walked to the living room, sitting on the leather couch and watching as Sansa laid next to her with her head in the girl's lap. The two were as stunning as they could be deadly.