Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

despite Sir Tyland's interruptions.

But there are many pieces at play here...

Should be easy enough to find.

Alyrie Florent.

Barely done, but done.

You should be leading the van,

I'm told you bear a mislike for the Hightowers.

Uh, it is a canny scheme.

If you return one herder's sheep, Your Grace,

- (Aegon groans) - I was only a boy when Jaehaerys last graced the seat,

I was young once myself--

(music fades out)

on the cusp of winter.

You, at least, had the mercy

Alyn of Hull: It'll be many weeks yet, I'd wager.

against the cold and the dark.

if he is to rule one day. (laughs)

but you brought forth memories of him,

We should fly to Riverrun.

iron costs have grown.

Take your mount again. We're flying out.

The North owes a great duty to the Seven Kingdoms.

Rosby and Stokeworth,

- Fuck off. - (dog whimpers)

(nervously) Good morrow, my, uh, Your Grace.

Let's have the first petition, my good Lord Hand.

Who sent you fleeing from King's Landing in such disrepair, hm?

Killing Vhagar.

Servants who knew the comings and goings.

Second of His Name, King of the Andals,

(birds chirping)

Make it a son for a son.

(ambient nature sounds)

(Cheese grunting)

Gr-- Uh, Jerard, Your Grace.

Scheme with someone else, Daemon.

- haven't gone to plan. - That's not my fault.

I possess nothing of value to you, Daemon.

Long ago, she drew Alicent into her web...

And what of them?