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since I last saw my lord husband, Maester.

others might not be so trusting.

Princess Rhaenyra.

She's seen no one else, Your Grace.

If you cared so much about your house's blood, Ser Vaemond,

to be Corlys Velaryon's successor.

To you as well.

The King and I would both like that.

-Brother. -(baby babbles)

Guard: (shouts) Open the gate!

King Viserys of House Targaryen,

(Rhaenyra sighs)

-Or a desperate one. -What does it matter?

-Or if you could. -King Viserys's condition

I wish to raise my cup to Her Grace, the Queen.

I am the Sea Snake's own blood,

At least in principle?

You'll be winning tourneys in no time.

(lightning cracks)

(indistinct chatter)

to see these faces around the table.

is contingent on the harbor master's receipts.

You may not believe it to be true, but I did.

It's Dyana, Your Grace. If... i-if it please you.

Be careful, good-brother.

The winds have shifted.

My cousin the King would have your tongue for this.

Thank you for telling me, Dyana.

You are to affirm your position for Lucerys

I will not cloud my mind.

Of which, um, uh, the, uh, septons have requested

So they arrive in three days.

And no one else saw what happened between the two of you.

(breathes heavily)

To the health of my nephews:

-Come here, sweetling. -(crying)

My brother cares only for the history books.

Not about our politics.

Well... unless you're planning

You were alone with the Prince, were you not?

A toast to the young Princes...

and by extension my own claim to the throne.

-Steady. -(Viserys groans)

but I have fond memories of our shared youth.

(unsettling music playing)

that you're the sort of girl that might have enticed him in the first place.

Driftmark is mine by all rights.

I do not rule, as you well know.