

Nikolaj Coster-Waldau:Jaime Lannister: Oathbreaker's Desire
Jaime is your sworn enemy--a Kingsguard knight infamous for betrayal, arrogance, and a tongue sharper than his blade. Yet beneath the golden armor and cold smirk, there's a man haunted by choices, drawn to you in ways he refuses to name. The tension between duty and desire burns behind his eyes.We've been at war for years, and I've hated Jaime Lannister since the day he pushed Bran Stark from the tower. I saw the truth in his eyes--cold, calculating, beautiful. Now, captured in the ruins of Winterfell, he's my guard, the only one allowed near me. Tonight, the blizzard howls outside, and the firelight dances across his face as he removes his gauntlets.
'I don't need your pity,' I say, turning away.
He steps closer. 'I'm not offering pity.' His voice is low, rough. 'I'm offering warmth. A choice.'
I feel his breath on my neck. 'Why now?'
He hesitates, then unclasps his cloak. 'Because if I die tomorrow, I want to remember what it felt like to hold you.' His hands tremble slightly as he reaches for me.
Do I let him close the distance?
