Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

smallfolk: Long live Queen Rhaenyra!
Sheathe your swords!
-My lord. Only... -(Aegon wincing)
The city's safe no longer.
Take what strength we have and force Daemon
I'll send six good men to protect you on the crossing.
Orwyle has exhausted his abilities.
She has attempted it, alas,
and you are to do so without quarrel,
are the least suited to wear it.
(street chatter)
You know very well I represented
MYSARIA: There is more than one way to fight a war.
which is, how do I, from so far away,
Lord Grover is dead.
(owl screeching)
When I take King's Landing,
(deep breath)
than yield one inch to one another.
(indistinct chatter)
Mysaria: Your banners were carried from the ship into the city.
Neither can they overthrow him.
My prince... you cannot mean to treat with the Free Cities.
(grumbling)
-was born a Targaryen princess. -(Bartimos sighs)
Farewell.
-(crowd gasps) -Alicent: Sheathe your swords!
I'm the eldest son.
(BELL TOLLS)
It seems my brother has a long recovery ahead of him,
Will you lead us to war yourself?
We've always talked about Aemond as being
LARYS STRONG: There is not food enough in the city.
(deep breath)
(tense music playing)
(panting)
♪ (TENSE MUSIC PLAYS) ♪
have learned by now,
while our true allies make their long journey east.
I will look again.
I have endeavored to serve both my house and the realm.
for all its privileges,
and Caraxes with him.
It's cause for revolt.
You weren't going to bid me farewell?
ANDRIJ: It's a very dangerous thing to do
He's very difficult to manipulate.
but they are not to be trusted.
(grunting, fighting)
I swore to ward my queen with all my strength,
Within a patriarchal structure,
We may marshal the strength of the Vale,
with shrewdness and subtlety.
Wish us luck, sister.
(indistinct chatter)
It's Larys, or it's Alicent, or it was Otto.
He's kind.
(smallfolk shouting)
Drivel! All of it!
(wind blowing)
There are those of our line who never ruled.
I'm sorry.
Did you say it?
The dowager queen speaks wisely, Your Grace.
dragonkeeper: Do not show fear.
(GASPS)
RHAENYRA: It breaks my heart to send my boys away.
-My brother's army is strong, but it does seem-- -I am the prince regent,
I caution you, Aemond,
They say you struck Lord Bartimos today