Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

And everything I've given you, you've thrown back in my face!

but it's to no avail.

that His Grace will be spared.

I see we're all agreed.

ALFRED BROOME: Our largest dragon has been killed.

What do you want?

Dragon or no, we shall not raise our banners for a tyrant.

in an effort to become the Hand.

-for myself. -No, not to serve as Hand, you toad.

(indistinct chatter)

Ten-and-six now.

-What are you playing at, old man? -I do wonder, Your Grace,

It does occur to me that Your Grace has yet to name a Hand.

You are of noble birth.

-This old place-- -Are you mocking me?

But I think you know that.

because she realizes

Let us hope for clouds over the Blackwater tonight.

Prince Daeron's dragon has taken to wing.

and so there's no wonder that they see the royals

(high-pitched ringing)

(dragon screeches)

come in their cart and all their finery,

-No! No! -(yelling)

Rickard: You heard the queen!

Perhaps the gods will favor us.

(music intensifies)

I think Mysaria's power increases in Rhaenys' absence

before they were turned away.

House Tully is not the largest house in the Riverlands,

I shall pray to the Warrior for your safe return.

Ad hoc, he's the King.

That will make it rise the hotter.

In a way, it's a boiling over of all of these things

And you think they will turn to me?

the river houses in line for centuries.

when you must also keep peace at home.

but we may yet retake--

To fetch him. Send word to Otto Hightower.

They must see in me a ruler.

Our own healer, Alys Rivers,

...to name a new heir.

but his devotion to his family has never been in doubt.

horror icon-esque, Terminator-like figure,

Oh, you make an art of provoking me.

I was still a child.

in an impossible position.

the risk involved in such a venture...

-(door closes) -You're late.

He dares to summon me with haste?

in watching two women begin to guide the path to war?

(SEASMOKE SCREECHES)

Criston: And you yourself?

Mysaria: It was worth the risk, no matter the outcome.

Racks of lamb, my love.

King Viserys loved his feasts and his wine,

Viserys never wanted it himself, if you recall.

(whispers) He's never been at peace.

that you have strength beyond what they accredited.

(hoarsely) Nothing.

Get inside! Hurry!

Make this sacrifice willingly for all of us.

but have had no reply.

will take you to Pentos.

Bring him forth.

(tense music playing)

I often wonder what life could've been