Trust me, Your Grace, if he didn't like her, we'd know.

Proper burial in the Temple of the Graces.

Politics is the art of compromise, Your Grace.

The common people pray for rain, health and a summer that never ends.

And we will be with you until time comes to an end.

But, yes, Khaleesi, everything ends, even the Red Waste.

Songs and histories from the Seven Kingdoms.

and his sister,

And you will be his queen.

Soon you will cross the narrow sea and take back your father's throne.

[Speaks Dothraki] *...vezh adothrae nakhaan rhaesheseri.* ...the stallion will ride to the ends of the earth.

all 40,000 men and their horses too,

[Speaks Dothraki] *Sorfosor nakha she Havazzhifi Kazga.* The earth ends at the black salt sea.

[Speaks Dothraki] *Sorfosor nakho vosecchi she havazh...* The earth does not end at the sea...

I give him a queen and he gives me an army.

We've been his guests for over a year and he's never asked us for anything.

the pillar and the stones.

and patrol the streets?

The loyal ones and the traitors.

Go on, feel the fabric.