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It's time the bitch queen paid a price.
(crowd clamoring)
For what sin?
He's pretending to be his own twin. Brilliant.
He said it was the price of my freedom.
Alicent Hightower: There's to be a funeral for Jaehaerys.
I toiled in service, I stole.
Who did this? Who d-- What?!
And now Viserys is dead and all claims are in doubt.
It must be said that the damage
We've been asked to ride on a wagon behind his body.
Give it to Cole.
Aegon: I'll have the realm told nothing.
(tense, somber music playing)
And why has Helaena the queen been granted no sworn protector?
- He said you carried his child. - Not everyone found the jest funny.
So you say.
Your Grace?
- No! - (grunts)
His...
Ser Erryk.
I merely thought, perhaps, an action taken in haste.
When the people share our grief, they draw closer to us.
but without a strong Hand at your side...
♪
I have sinned.
♪
His faith is in steel and bone.
You think yourself clever,
Your Grace.
Your brother is a thief and a traitor
his... dignity.
The young are peacocks...
And I listened.
(clatters)
We are representatives of the throne. We have a duty.
Erryk.
to spill Hightower blood,
♪
I am sorry for it.
I have no interest in betraying you, Your Grace.
I wasn't hungry.
but for the petty satisfaction of vengeance.
In one sense, we must determine what happened
(tense music playing)
His pain is ended.
The night was long, Ser Criston,
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