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(yelling)
It's time that you came home.
but Lord of the Tides rules the sea.
You have always looked down on me.
The young prince...
(grunts)
Rhaenyra.
(roars)
My son has lost an eye.
Just look at them.
He'll sit on endless councils and ceremonies,
Viserys: Do not...
Yes, Mother.
Keep a grip on your passions.
There's a place for you in my court
One with witnesses.
I'm so sorry.
(speaking High Valyrian)
I lost composure...
Daemon: Then grant him this kindness.
Daemon only ever does what is best for Daemon.
you'll need to be more specific.
to conceive a child.
Your son has been maimed. Her son is responsible.
Ah!
Over an insult?
but your subjects must fear you.
-Another! -Aegon.
over those little boys than already exists.
You swore oaths to protect and defend my blood!
You have the night's watch, Ser Criston.
while you were drowning in your cups, you fool.
-And rule through terror. -(door opens)
'Tis desire for the throne,