Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

And yet... I find myself wanting for one.

Your Grace, I must agree

And so will Dragonstone.

(Aegon laughing)

Your Grace, to what possible end?

The ditherers of Dragonstone?

(distant shouting)

(tense music playing)

even Aegon the Conqueror's.

Supper is venison with black cabbage and peas.

I swear this by the old gods and the new.

Valyrian steel. Worth more than a castle.

- For you, man of Dorne. - Dornish, are ya?

of the smallfolk of King's Landing.

You said your earnest desire was to flee Westeros.

pledge fealty to Rhaenyra of House Targaryen,

How fares Prince Daemon with our army?

Ah, Your Grace, you have witnessed firsthand just how

- I've had quite a day of it. - Yeah?

I'm the son of Baelon the Brave.

and lead you not into shadow and death.

waiting for war to come to us.

What exquisite armor.

Maester Gerardys: The ravens confirm it, Your Grace.

And you let me go.

Rhaenyra Targaryen: I was told you turned back from your ship to bring warning.

My father always said he had no use

- Why? - Oh, well...

my nephew, Prince Jacaerys Velaryon.

What is the life of a queen worth these days?

You honor me, Your Grace.

I must hope she will rise to it,

I've survived many a battle.

(sword clatters)

Then we must seize the hour and act before our enemy does.

Soon they will not even remember what it was

- A bold scheme indeed. - Well, the gods favor the bold.

(greeting each other)

Your false queen, Rhaenyra, is a kinslayer.

I loved Jaehaerys, but my concern has been

Which is why we make for the Bull,

It's a story he once told...

(water dripping)

I, Ser Simon Strong, Castellan of Harrenhal,

You do a great service,

- The Greens will make the same calculation. - (laughs)

A Dragonseed must watch his own neck

who declared for Rhaenyra to our cause.

Sit down. Sit yourself down.