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- It is a command. - Would that you were the king.

- Set a trap. - Huh?

History and precedent will come to your side.

both those boys will grow deaf to it.

Mysaria: Did you think I would wither in your absence?

(theme concludes)

Erryk: Forgive me, my prince...

Tonight, he's going to be your friend.

The queen is an enduring mystery...

(tense music playing)

I held no loyalty to him.

(light music playing)

A transaction, then.

(muffled screaming)

began a tradition by making an offering

Wouldn't that be fun, Jaehaerys?

Because I think he wants a ride.

that I could begin to mourn her.

to keep out snow and savages?

Our host growing as we advance.

(Jerard laughs)

You should continue their making.

(Vhagar grumbles)

Mind your posts!

Fuck the Hightowers.

Aegon: I need to be a symbol for the smallfolk,

And we swore the same oath:

(epic theme playing)

My brother, at least, knows his place.

(yelling, panicking)

to support Your Grace against Rhaenyra.

Release it at once! Would someone please?

What if he does not want to be king?

If it wasn't obvious before, it certainly is now.

- My lord. - My lord.

before the small council convened,

My brother is hostage to my grandsire and mother,

She holds love for our enemy.

- (footsteps approaching) - A raven's arrived.

And how would you define "victory"?

Where is Jaehaerys?

I'm shamed by it.

Well, we should've just killed her when we had the chance.

My nephew, Lord Ormund,

Hail King Aegon!

- as well as the nobility. - Cheese: Wait.

He has silver hair and one eye.

and the murder of her son.

Up we go. (laughs)

that falls from the skies and shivers my bones?

This is only a late summer snow, my prince.

Eh, no-no one knows what "magnanimous" means.

In winter, my duty to the Wall is even more dire

I know them better than the shape of my own cock.

Errors were made in the hours following King Viserys's death.