Isabelle's POV

I was unsure of where I was or how long I had been in this place. All I know is that Jaime and Cersei were here. They came to visit me often but I couldn't see them, for I had a blindfold around my eyes, I didn't see the point, it wasn't like I could escape and tell everyone where they were or what their plan was, for I was tied up securely with the strongest rope I had ever felt. My head still throbbed from when Jaime hit me over the head, I wasn't going thirsty or hungry though, I assumed I was getting three meals a day...Even though the days seemed to blur into one so it was hard to tell.

I wasn't alone either, other than the guard watching over me, Cersei would come and talk to me. It always started the same way, asking how I was, if I was thirsty and then apologising but she was adamant that was necessary.

I felt my ears prick up as I could hear whispers near me but they weren't close enough for me to actually make out what was being said.

"Leave us." I heard Cersei say, a few moments passed and I heard light footsteps and then the blindfold was removed for the first time since I arrived. I looked around as my eyes adjusted to the bright light and I saw I was in Cersei's bedroom.

"Why here?" I asked confused.

"Because, my dear Isabelle...I feel comfort with you." She sat down on the chair that was in front of me and reached her hand out, causing me to flinch. "I would never hurt you." She said slightly shocked at me flinching, I remained tense as she placed her hand on my cheek, she gently stroked it as she smiled at me. "Oh Isabelle, how did we end up here?"   She sighed and sat back, just watching me as I relaxed.

"I asked you many times but now looking at me, I demand answers. Why am I here?"

"You are merely a last resort. If things do not go the way I plan...Then I have you."

"What?"

"Do not worry my love, I would never hurt you and I highly doubt your friends...Your...Family, would see any harm come to you."

"What are you talking about?"

"It's either the throne or you. Will Daenerys Targaryen go for the throne or will she remain loyal and give up her pursuit of the throne for your safety."

"And what if she chooses the throne over me?"

Cersei stood up from the chair and slowly knelt down, she placed her hands on my knees, pushing herself up to peck my lips. She slowly sank back down and rested her head on my lap. "I will not be able to watch. It will break my heart."

The door to Cersei's bedroom opened and a man dressed up in armor  told us that Daenerys was here. Cersei stood up as two more guards walked in and placed a black sack over my head before I was untied from my feet and I was roughly pulled up.

The journey to wherever we were going seemed like the longest walk of my life, it didn't help that I continued to trip over due to the fact I couldn't see where we were going. We soon came to a stop and the sack was removed from my head.

Looking down below, I saw all of Jon and Daenerys's men. Tyrion, Daenerys and Sansa were stood in front but the one person that caught my attention...Margaery, my mother, she was stood beside me. My heart began to pound as I quickly glanced behind us to the a brute of a man, I looked back at my mother and she had no look of fear, she was not scared, she smiled at and whispered to me. "It'll be alright."

The doors beneath us opened and Tyrion began to walk forward, I looked at Sansa and I could tell she was trying to keep a brave face, all I wanted to do was hold her and be there...But I know this could be the last moments of us seeing each other.

I could barely hear what they were saying, I kept staring at Sansa and she continued to stare at me, I wanted to shout to her that I loved her, I wanted to hug my mother, I wanted to do something...But I couldn't. For the first time, I felt truly helpless.

Tyrion walked forward and Cersei's bowman got into their position ready to attack and my heart skipped a beat, I was terrified that he was going to die. I turned to look at Cersei, watching as she held her hand up, getting ready to signal them to fire...But our eyes met, she was reluctant but eventually she placed her hand down and the bowmen lowered their bows and got back into their natural position. I let out a quiet sigh of relief as I turned back around, looking down at Tyrion.

"I know you don't care about your people. Why should you? They hate you and you hate them, but you're not a monster, I know this. I know this, because I've seen it. You've always loved your children more than yourself, more than Jaime, even more than Isabelle...More than anything. I beg you, if not for yourself, then for your child." Tyrion said, with so much emotion in his voice.

Child? Joffrey was dead, I heard whispers and murmurs while I was tied up of Tommen and Myrcella, I hadn't met them but they were also Cersei's children and they had died...So what could Tyrion mean by child...Then it hit me...Cersei was pregnant.

I turned to look at her again and she quickly glanced at me but she looked away as a tear rolled down her cheek.

"Your reign is over but that doesn't mean that your life has to end, it doesn't mean your baby has to die. "

Cersei didn't reply, instead she just walked towards my mother and grabbed her by the arm.

"If you have any last words, now is the time."

"No." I said quickly. "No please." I begged. "Cersei, please." As I tried to break free from the ropes but one of the soldiers beside me, grabbed me, stopping me from moving.

Cersei ignored me, stepping to the side, giving my mother some space.

"Dracarys." She said, her voice echoing around. Cersei walked away and I watched as the brute stepped forward, unsheathing is weapon.

"Please, no. No!" I continued to beg. "Cersei if you ever loved me, stop this and listen to me."

She hesitated but lifted her hand up just before the sword was raised and I was released from the soldiers grip.

"I told you a long time ago that nobody's gone until they are gone. You still have a chance to redeem yourself and make things right, I know I said that you were gone but I was angry, you had tried to kill my mother...But you're still you, you're still the woman I first met, you are not this cruel person you're making yourself out to be. If you do this, you will die, your baby will die, everyone on that side of the wall will die. It will have all been for nothing...If you still love me...Please, I beg...Don't kill my mother, don't take her from me, I can't lose her again."

"How are we supposed to settle this? I will not give up the throne and neither will Daenerys."

"I don't know...I really don't know but please...Do not harm my mother."

I was trying so hard to hold back tears but I was afraid, so very afraid. Cersei looked towards the man and then towards me. "Very well. Ser Gregor, stand down."

I breathed a sigh of relief but I was confused when Ser Gregor didn't sheath his weapon or walk away, he just stood there, waiting.

"I said stand down." Cersei repeated but he still didn't move, I felt a strange feeling inside of my stomach, something wasn't right. I began to secretly fiddle with the rope, trying my best to loosen it without being caught.

"It's funny little thing, loyalty. Respect...Knowledge."

We all turned our attention to Petyr Baelish who was walking towards us.

"You see your Grace, I once told you...Knowledge is power...And I have all the knowledge in all of the seven kingdoms."

"You may have knowledge but you certainly have no power, you especially have no power over my men."

My heart began to pound as I continued to struggle against the ropes but I was taken by surprise as the soldier that held me, unsheathed his knife and cut me free.

"Whilst that is true..I have power over the only man I need."  I narrowed my eyes as I stared at Littlefinger watching as a smirk appeared on his face. "Ser Gregor, if you will."

Ser Gregor raised his sword but I didn't hesitate to push my mother out of the way, letting out a loud scream as his sword, came down hard against my shoulder, only just missing my head.

"ISABELLE!" I heard Sansa shout as Cersei quickly fell to her knees beside me.

"Kill him! Kill him right now!" She shouted, with so much anger and hurt in her voice.

I pushed myself up with my left arm, watching with great satisfaction as one of Cersei's men slit Littlefinger's throat.

"Isabelle." Mother said as my arm gave out and I fell forward.

"You're going to be alright, I promise." Cersei said soothingly as she rubbed my lower back. "You both will. I do not want to see you get hurt again, Isabelle. I love you far too much and my brother was right, I love my children...I'll speak to Daenerys...We will come to an agreement and if that means I am to give up the throne then so be it. You may not love me but I love you and  I refuse for anymore harm to come to you."

Through the tears and through the pain, I had the biggest smile on my face...People really can change..I was proud of Cersei...This was the woman I knew, this was the real Cersei...This was my Cersei.