Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It's a reminder of yesterday, I think.

and secure her berth on the "Corwyn."

Devotion has never sat well with him.

We must send our own messages,

They used to tease me, you know?

I can't stay here.

Rhaenyra: I do not know if I trust you.

I do not wish to hear of it.

- (child coughing) - Kat: Much the same.

A funeral progress. Let them see the child.

Because of your virtue?

With your child's blood,

Addam of Hull: Ha, a jest.

I depend on you, Baela.

and he was afraid to be seen in my shadow.

(heavy breathing)

(music fades out)

Yes, but before that,

He's afraid of me.

Of course, he did.

(drum and harp music playing)

Bit by bit, I earned my living.

Aegon is still malleable.

My son is heir to the Iron Throne!

at a time when we most need loyalty to our cause.

Ser Criston Cole has acted.

It is a hard thing to accept.

He could not trust you...

He had a weakness for cake.

and I find it stimulating.

Say you have a pot of your goat stew simmering at home.

(footsteps approach)

Believe me... I had no choice.

He must follow his own path.

My new Hand will be a steel fist.

It's hard... with fathers.

My father is dead.

forbearance, his...

I was clear in my instructions:

Even now, news of Rhaenyra's monstrous crime

As does Ser Criston. The two of them together...

He made me king.

- I'll replace it hence. - Do it now.

but... some good may yet come of this.

The people see an omen.

but his devotion cannot be questioned.

(light, tense music playing)

You have brought disgrace upon our ranks...

There is a war brewing, Addam.

(tense music playing)