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Thank you.

It's been a wonderful tournament.

Sam, it's all over.

Only fair.

Ah, it's Bruce Vito.

Hey.

You could come with me.

Yeah, we'll hunt and hawk and...

Sail, make merry. I'll sharpen that iron of yours so you don't make such a grand

fool of yourself next time.

You ever been to Tarth? The man is dying, my lord. What?

His wounds, they have mortified it. It's beyond my abilities. Oh, the other

fucking girl. An itchy arsehole is beyond your abilities, my friend. Be

witch. Fuck off with you. Yes, my lord. At once.

Come. It's fine. You're fine. He's a terrible maester.

Come with me to Storm's End, and I will love you like a brother.

And if not,

well, fuck you. I'll hate you like a brother.

It's a fine offer, Lionel.

But all I do is bring pain and suffering to those around me. He's done the realm

of kindness. You'll see that one day.

The only good dragon is a dead dragon.

Fucking gods.

Taylor fought for me. He gave his fucking life.

Can you speak of him with a little respect, please? Fuck that, and fuck

I fought for you.

Harding, Beesbury, the fucking Appleboy.

We fought for you. Your prince fought you against men sworn to protect him. He

risked nothing.

And the gods don't favor a fraud.

Then why have they favored me?

This is not favor. This... This is mockery.

There's a war coming.

We could be a force, you and I.

You'll consider it?

Good! Caravan departs after the roast.

Veila of House Targaryen.

Prince of Dragonstone.

Heir apparent to the Iron Throne.

Hand of King Daeron the Good.

Lord of the seven kingdoms and protector of the realm.

May the gods keep him.

My prince.

Your father, he was... He was a great man.

He died in my armor.

Plenty of sons have died in their father's armor.

How many fathers have died in their sons?

I could not say.

He was still young.

He had in him to be a great king.

The greatest since Aegon the Dragon.

Why would the gods take him and leave you?

I've wondered the same.

Be gone with you, Sir Duncan.

Sir Duncan!

Doug!

I went by your camp, but you weren't there.

I started getting worried.

You've come from Baylor's funeral?

I can't believe you went.

Well, I owed it to him.

Everybody... Everybody blames me for his death.

Don't they?

I don't.

Stefan took my tent.

Said I betrayed the family by abandoning him.

Can you believe that?

Left him a little house.

Sorry, Ramsey.

Don't be.

He's just mad that he lost.

First trial of seven in 100 years and Lord Stefan Fosseway got beat by his

little cousin.

Besides, it's better to be an unripe green apple than a wormy red one.

Suits you.

I think I brought one of my cousin's ribs.

Morning.

Good morning.

Sir Duncan.

This is Rowan.

The Green Apple Fossil Age.

Huh? My wife.

Pleased to meet you, Sir Duncan.

Oh, right.

Please submit you too, Lady Rowan. She'll come and watch the trial.

Said I fought like a wild bull.

And with all the grace of one.

I had no squire to see to my wounds.

And she offered to help me out with my armour.

Anyway, she said I've got her with child now, so I figured we ought to get

married.

Feels like a boy.

You hear that, Sir Duncan?

A boy.

Erm... Sir Duncan!

Prince Makar demands a word.

You're to come with us. He's not going anywhere.

He's been through enough.

It's fine.

Congratulations.

I'm sending Arion to the east.

A few years in the free cities.

They change him for the better.

Some men will say I meant to kill my brother.

The gods know it is a lie, but I will hear the whispers to the day I die.

You swung the mace, my lord.

But it was for me. Prince Baelor died.

You will hear them whisper as well.

The king is old.

When he dies, each time a battle is lost or a crop fails, the fools will say

Baelor would not have let it happen.

But the hedge knight killed him.

If I had not fought, you would have had my hand and foot.

I sat under the tree this morning and I asked, could I have spared one?

I mean, how can a foot be worth a prince's life?

And what answer does your tree give you?

Every day, at evenfall, Sir Arlen would say, I wonder what the morrow

will bring.

Mightn't it be that some morrow will come when I'll have need that foot, when

the realm will need that foot even more than a prince's life?

Not bloody likely.

The realm has as many hedge knights as hedges.

My youngest son seems to have grown fond of you, sir.

It is time he was a squire.

But he tells me he will serve no knight but you.

He's an unruly boy, as you would have noticed.

No, he's a good lad.

Just needs a stern hand, that's all.

Will you have him?

Me?

There is a place for you at Summer Hall.

You'll swear your sword to me, and Aegon can squire for you while you train him.

My master -at -arms will finish your own training.

Sir Arlen did all he could for you, I have no doubt.

But you still have much to learn.

I beg your pardon, Lord. I do.

But I think I'm done with princes.

Were you spying?

Maybe you're not the knight I thought you were.

Have you heard this story before?

Many times.

From where?

From you.

Oh.

May I ask you something? When a lord calls his banners and sends us boys off

war, it's custom for each to nail a penny to the oak in the square.

And if we return to take it down, oh, it's a great old tree.

And yet, it's often hard to find a spare bit to nail a new penny.

Why did you never knight me?

Did you think I'd leave you?

I wouldn't have.

It was something else.

Sir?

Sir?

Sir?

And that's why they call it the Penny Tree.

A true knight always finishes a story.

How did they get the bees to swarm like that?

Some sort of magic?

Magic?

What? Well, they put the queen in Beesbury's coffin.

Oh!

Fucking bee magic.

My poor, sweet warrior.

All that fighting's turned your brains to applesauce.

Serving boy!

My cup.

No shame coming here.

Those men are dead because of you.

Will you take Agbusquire?

Told your father.

He's not my concern.

You know...

My brother wasn't always such a little monster.

Egg is no monster.

It's just a boy. I didn't mean Egg, but no doubt we'll make a man of him too.

Perhaps the seeds of madness are sown in the womb, as the maesters say.

But Arian was quite the glad child once.

He liked fishing.

What?

Sir Duncan, my lord, requests an audience.

I want you to know I do not blame you for ruining my name day. It was a rotten

thing they've done to you.

And you were right in your reply.

And get rid of this place.

Before your brother died, he said the realm needed good men.

What of it?

I will take Egg to Squire.

But not at Summerhall.

I thought we were done with princes.

Egg is no prince.

Not yet.

Might be he's better served away from castles and servants and... His family.

If you would consent, I would bring him on the road with me.

He'll learn to squire as I did.

Sleeping in stables.

Now and again in the halls of some landed knight or lesser lordling.

Maybe under a tree when we must.

I forbid him to live as a peasant.

Egg on this blood of the dragon.

You cannot sleep in ditches and eat hard salt beef.

Darren never slept in a ditch.

All the beef Arian ever ate was taken rare and bloody.

What are you doing here, Colonel?

I hear Sir Lionel wants you for a stag.

Storm Inn's a sad place.

Figured an old friend might brighten it up for you.

You bought me a horse?

I won't be going with Lionel.

What will you do then?

What I should have done on the land.

Ride hard in the other direction.

What about you?

I don't know.

Father always spoke about building out the cider business.

Opening a new barreling outfit.

Cider?

Well, you should have your sweet foot back in any matter.

Besides, I think an orchard might suit her better.

What?

I can't.

Are you certain?

She is a fine animal.

Hello there, sweet foot.

Do you like apples?

I don't know, Chestnut. Stop asking me.

Where would the old man go?

Sir Duncan!

My lord father's the man to serve you.

Serve you, sir.

Chestnut's yours.

Treat her kindly.

And I don't want to find you on thunder unless I put you there.

Where are we going, sir?

I don't know.

I suppose we could go anywhere in the Seven Kingdoms, though I've never been

to... What?

There are nine kingdoms, sir.

Of what?

The realm.

Are you mad?

Is that relevant?

There are seven kingdoms of the realm, boy. Everyone knows that.

Then everyone is wrong.

Do you want a clout in the air? Crownlands, Westlands, Stormlands,

the Iron Islands, the North, the Reach, the Vale of Arran and Dawn.

No, but...

I've never been over the Red Mountains before.

I hear they have good puppet shows in dawn.

Where's he gone? I've not seen him, my Prince. I will ask the Septimus.

Where the fuck is he?

Some people say a man is made out of mud.

A poor man's made out of muscle and blood.

Muscle and blood and skin and bones.

A mind that's weak and a back that's strong. You load 16 tons, what are you

getting? Another day older and deeper in debt. St.

Peter, don't you call me cause I can't go.

I owe my soul to the company store.

I was born one morning when the sun didn't shine.

I picked up my shovel and I walked to the mine. I loaded 16 tons.

A number nine coal and a straw boss said, well, to bless my soul, you load

tons. What do you get?

Another day older and deeper in debt.

St. Peter, don't you call me cause I can't go.

I owe my soul to the company store.

I was born one morning, it was drizzling rain.

Fighting and trouble are my middle name. I was raised in a cane break by an old

mama lion.

Can't go a high -toned woman make me walk the line. You load 16 tons, what do

you get?

Another day older and deeper in debt.

Red Peter, don't you call me cause I can't go.

I owe my soul to the company store.

To the company store.