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Cersei could hear the familiar squeaks and whistles of a basketball game in progress as she walked towards the den.
"Sorry I took so long, I--"
"Shhh," Jaime nodded towards a calmed Joffrey who was laying in his lap, intensely watching the screen.
It was a rare thing, her son being in a state so opposite his normal mode of constant motion, and the perfect opportunity for a much needed nap. "Ok," she whispered, "have fun, I'm gonna go nap for a bit..."
Neither her twin or his miniature double looked away from the screen as they waved her away.