Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

And we swore the same oath:
Mind your posts!
Eh, no-no one knows what "magnanimous" means.
to support Your Grace against Rhaenyra.
(Vhagar grumbles)
My brother is hostage to my grandsire and mother,
Up we go. (laughs)
and the murder of her son.
The queen is an enduring mystery...
(yelling, panicking)
- Set a trap. - Huh?
that falls from the skies and shivers my bones?
My nephew, Lord Ormund,
Fuck the Hightowers.
- It is a command. - Would that you were the king.
If it wasn't obvious before, it certainly is now.
This is only a late summer snow, my prince.
Mysaria: Did you think I would wither in your absence?
Tonight, he's going to be your friend.
She holds love for our enemy.
both those boys will grow deaf to it.
You should continue their making.
I held no loyalty to him.
I'm shamed by it.
In winter, my duty to the Wall is even more dire
Alright.
Errors were made in the hours following King Viserys's death.
History and precedent will come to your side.
(door closes)
(epic theme playing)
My brother, at least, knows his place.
(theme concludes)
before the small council convened,
Where is Jaehaerys?
(muffled screaming)
(light music playing)
A transaction, then.
And how would you define "victory"?
that I could begin to mourn her.
Erryk: Forgive me, my prince...
Hail King Aegon!
(door opens)
- My lord. - My lord.
began a tradition by making an offering
What if he does not want to be king?
- as well as the nobility. - Cheese: Wait.
Lord Hand.
Fly with me.
I know them better than the shape of my own cock.
- (footsteps approaching) - A raven's arrived.
He has silver hair and one eye.
Aegon: I need to be a symbol for the smallfolk,
Well, we should've just killed her when we had the chance.
(Jerard laughs)
(tense music playing)
(raven caws)
Our host growing as we advance.
Wouldn't that be fun, Jaehaerys?
Because I think he wants a ride.
to keep out snow and savages?
Release it at once! Would someone please?
M'lord.