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Just le-- Just le-- Just leave me.
Daughter.
(Syrax roars)
- Alicent: Your Grace. - Tyland: Uh, a ride?
in exchange for a dragon to guard the Vale.
For the rats.
(door slams)
Corlys Velaryon: I must have my ship back at sea
Aegon's line would be extinguished.
My father brought King Jaehaerys
was your father's Hand, Your Grace.
- If I'd had the time to plan-- - We should return them.
As Viserys wished.
You're to find and slay the Prince Aemond Targaryen.
A fine strategy, daughter.
(Vhagar grumbles)
(dragon roars)
Approaching from the southeast!
What if we can't find him?
And those pressures will multiply quickly.
It was a raven that brought me news of Laena's death.
Right.
A tribute.
- (group laughs) - Leon: You could be "Aegon the Generous" then.
Arm the scorpion!
I shall make your flock of sheep whole.
You.
Little and less.
that a tithing of livestock
the oath sworn to King Viserys
wildlings and weather,
Take that.
(indistinct shouting)
than the one I owe to King's Landing.
It's a marvel she was able to return from the Stepstones at all.
You have my most sincere gratitude, Your Grace.
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You are right in that.
I just don't know my way 'round.
I am aware.
- Arryk Cargyll (shouts): Halt! - guard (shouts): Halt!
They'd be fools to come with Vhagar protecting the city.
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we can kill Vhagar and her rider.
Your Grace.
But you delivered him.