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Then let us see to our plan.
(softly) Brother?
The Hightower host will be unstoppable.
What happy news.
Go with them.
(exhales)
-Your younger sons are babes. -Rhaenyra Targaryen: Mm.
My father's dead
Might there not be others
my maesters surmise.
More good men killed?
There is war in the Reach now, Your Grace.
And until the prince makes his answer, my lord?
Please.
to the dowager queen?
worker: Hey, look!
not a dog to be called to heel.
(unsettling sounds)
Seasmoke has fled Dragonstone,
And not just how to win their hearts,
Lannister and Hightower ships will take months to arrive.
Mother!
Gwayne Hightower: Sister.
Your grandmother's grandmother, Aeriana,
for the self-important, Lord Larys,
in holding this to be a truly unfortunate result, Your Grace.
-And Daemon himself. -He has ever done what suits Daemon.
Makes you sick, doesn't it?
as he always has.
of what he always believed to be his.
I do not think I can win this war.
You struggle to see there's an anger that blinds you.
House Beesbury has raised arms against the Hightower host.
And... that oath has stood me well.
they underestimate both of us, really.
such as it was.
when I took my first command.
The longer we wait, the more chance he will prevail.
my father named it sorcery.
But there are no more in your family, Your Grace.
I have 500 fighting men, armed
'Tis well that I found you.
but it is the most stable.
to be gained with fretfulness.
-What? They haven't run out, have they? -Nothing.
and they blame them.
I'm not like you.
This ship will sail in a few days' time.
We were halves of a whole.
(shouts in High Valyrian)
and to see me take hold, finally,
Are the Lannisters so diminished that they cannot march
-Oh, don't be ridiculous. -I'm doing all I can.
(music stops)
Yeah, you've made the right choice there, I'll tell you that.
-(Leon yelling) -knight: Estermont!
and you have the respect of the crew.
in an hour.
I need dragons.
is kind of an act of magical thinking.
Mince pies, honey cakes,
Send word to Otto Hightower.
(crickets chirping)
it became evident that his seed had taken root.
And I don't think it's that pragmatic.
she's never going to have the ground army.
I have directed Lord Mooton to march on Rook's Rest,
(whispers) Your Grace.
I came screaming into the world
The people see an ill omen.
I think he grew up in Daemon's shadow
(SPEAKING IN HIGH VALYRIAN)
But you are, as it happens, correct.
(light, suspenseful music playing)
(Seasmoke screeches)
either behind your back...
And I do not wish it otherwise.
your father during the last years of his life,
Do nothing now.
deserving?
Well...
Rhaenyra is welcome to take her place by my side.
I no longer have the numbers to challenge him.
after hearing what befell Ser Steffon?