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EURON GREYJOY: Westeros has Seven Kingdoms,

but the lron lslands have hundreds.

Every ship on the waves is a kingdom,

and every captain on his deck is a king.

Mainlanders will bow to a man whose only claim is dropping out of the right cunt.

But the ironborn spend their lives at sea.

We know that if a captain is weak, his men drown.

lf he's foolish, his men drown.

But if he's strong,

his men carve their names into the world with blood, steel, and song.

Any man with a ship may claim the Salt Throne,

but the rest of the ironborn have to give it to him

in the kingsmoot.

Our priests claim the first king of the lron lslands was the Grey King,

who ruled over the sea itself in the dawn of days.

He took a mermaid to wife and stole fire from the Storm God

and carved the first ship from a demon tree that fed on human flesh.

When he died, his 100 sons slaughtered each other

until only 16 remained.

Since none could overpower the rest in battle,

they came together and chose the strongest to be their king.

And so began the tradition of the kingsmoot.

(LAUGHlNG)

A good story for children who don't know the Grey is what men become

after their strength has fled,

or that brothers do not easily submit.

Over the centuries, the kingsmoot has raised the greatest of the ironborn.

Qhored Hoare, whose word was law whenever men could smell the salt air

or hear the crash of waves.

He sacked Oldtown and defeated the River King,

taking three young sons as hostages.

When their father's tribute was late,

Qhored cut out their hearts with his own hand.

When the father marched for vengeance, Qhored smashed his army

and gave this River King to the Drowned God.

Harren Hoare, born to a king who had a fleet he didn't sail,

and swords he didn't blood.

As an unruly and worthless youngest son,

Harren was sent away to the east to vanish, and so he did.

But when his father died, Harren returned to the lron lslands for the kingsmoot.

An elder brother objected,

so an elder brother fell off a horse,

and at the kingsmoot, no man objected.

Harren launched his father's ships for Westeros

and took 10 times the lron lslands from its weak lords

who never expected to face an ironborn king as skilled on land as at sea,

for Harren had reaved with Eastern pirates and served with Eastern sellswords

and learned more of war than the ironborn could imagine.

After Aegon and his dragons burned our last King Harren the Black

and broke our armies,

the defeated ironborn chose my ancestor,

Vickon Greyjoy, as Lord of the lron lslands, not king.

For centuries after, the kingsmoot was a joke that the ironborn didn't get.

When a Lord Greyjoy died,

the captains would meet and choose his eldest son to succeed him.

Of course they argued over it just long enough

to show they weren't now like the very mainlanders they despised.

Once more we have a true king, my own brother Balon,

who had the balls to seize the driftwood crown

but not the brains to hold it.

He's the first king the Iron Islands have had in centuries

and the fool would be the last.

The kingsmoot once chose him over me.

They will not have that choice next time.