Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

you must believe me.

is the Princess Rhaenys.

Perhaps if he could see the King, he'd suggest a different--

{\an8}I don't understand, Viserys.

Let us toast as well Prince Lucerys...

Bring my granddaughter with you to soften my resolve.

which authority will sit in judgment of my son's claim on his own inheritance?

(shouts) Aegon!

{\an8}What he saw in the North.

I, I swear it on my life.

It is ill luck to look upon the face of death.

{\an8}(softly) You must do this.

The ship's maester said he burns from within.

(tense music playing)

who might offer keener insight into Lord Corlys's wishes

Princess Rhaenyra, you may now speak

It has been so long since we were granted the joy of your presence.

to succeed him as Lord of the Tides.

Thank you for that exhaustive accounting, Lord Beesbury.

and I put it on his table, and when I turned--

Grand Maester Orwyle: It was my understanding Lord Corlys wished

{\an8}(speaking High Valyrian)

(Viserys sighs)

(indistinct chatter)

they wish to co-- to commission

and her sons will be heirs to the throne.

The crown must choose what is best for the realm.

Whatever it is, Ser Arryk, it'll need to wait.

When it does, will you want a child at the command