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Duty is sacrifice.

It eclipses all things, even blood.

All men of honor must pay its price.

The North owes a great duty

One older than any oath.

Since the days of the First Men,

against the cold and the dark.

Through its long tradition,

the Night's Watch cultivated

who had their life

But my ancestor, Torrhen Stark,

began a tradition by making

one in 10 men from our household

This is not a sentence but an honor.

A duty embraced by all

Even by mine own kin.

The North must stand ready.

Winter is coming.

Coming? What is this, then,

that falls from the skies

This is only a late summer snow,

In winter, it will cover all you see,

and all memories of warmth

It pleases me to think

our ancestors treated in this very place.

The Conqueror and the King in the North.

You, at least, had the mercy

My prince.

- My lord.

M'lord.

Surely the great Torrhen Stark

Unless he believed the Conqueror

You are right in that.

That unity is now threatened.

The realm will soon tear itself apart

if men do not remember

and to his rightful heir.

Starks do not forget their oaths,

But you must know that my gaze is

In winter, my duty to the Wall

than the one I owe to King's Landing.

I need my men here.

Whilst your men guard against

the Hightowers plan to usurp the throne.

If my mother is to defend her claim

she needs an army.

War is coming

to the whole of the realm, my lord.

We cannot wage it without the support

My father brought King Jaehaerys

His Grace stood at this very outlook

the greatest power in the world,

Do you think my ancestors built

to keep out snow and savages?

What does it keep out?

Death.

I have thousands of graybeards

They are well-honed.

So they're old?

I can ready them to march at once.

If your graybeards can fight,

They will fight hard.

Like Northerners.

My lord?

A raven's arrived.

Urgent news from Dragonstone.

Take your mount again.

I alone patrol over

endlessly, to hold the blockade.

Meleys must gorge and rest, as must I.

- We're going to King's Landing.

Killing Vhagar.

With my dragon and yours together,

Make it a son for a son.

- Was this the queen's command?

I should be at Harrenhal bending knees,

but I must instead remain here

Or perhaps, more simply,

She has been gone for days.

- She is grieving.

as the queen shirks her duties.

It was a raven that brought me news

I existed for weeks in torment

refusing to believe what I'd been told.

It was only when I saw my daughter's

that I could begin to mourn her.

A raven has told Rhaenyra

She needs to know it for certain.

She was a fool to go alone.

What if Aemond were to happen upon her?

Then I would pity Aemond.

The queen was wise to recuse herself.

She has not acted on the vengeful impulse

If you'd have acted when you

Aegon's line would be extinguished.

And Luke would be alive.

Fly with me.

- It is a command.

M'lord.

It's a marvel she was able to return

Barely done, but done.

Seven more ships put out to sea this morn’

The Gullet is vast,

to cover all that open water.

I must have my ship back at sea

It'll be many weeks yet, I'd wager.

But I'll have a word with my brother

to see what reinforcements

The smithy delivered this earlier.

M'lord?

I had this commissioned

I was very sorry to hear

"Twas the blackest of treacheries.

Pardon, m'lord,

They tell me that you are the one

It was only my duty.

I am indebted to you, Alyn.

Mind your posts!

Keep your focus, men!

- Dragon!

Arm the scorpion!

Arm the scorpion!

Approaching from the southeast!

Get around!

Scorpion ready!

- Halt!

Stand down, it's Vhagar!

Stand down!

Standing down!

Where is Jaehaerys?

Attending his lessons.

And those are where?

What do you need of him?

Taking him to the small council.

He'll be king one day.

What if he does not want to be king?

Where is he?

The library.

You must not interrupt his custom.

I'm afraid.

Don't be.

They'd be fools to come with Vhagar

Not the dragons.

The rats.

The queen is an enduring mystery,

is she not?

There's a chill in the air.

Summer is well and truly through.

We are expected at the small council,

We cannot.

Again.

Yes, Your Grace.

If you wouldn't mind?

- Your Grace.

Hello! Jaehaerys must learn

if he is to rule one day.

Up we go.

Good morrow, my lords.

Mother.

What news?

Our letters to the Vale and to the North

Cunts.

The Stormlands should be ours

to the Lady Floris Baratheon.

I anticipate their sworn declaration.

My brother is raising

to mass at the Golden Tooth, but we--

Yeah, thank you, my prince.

My nephew, Lord Ormund,

musters his forces

They expect to march quickly,

meeting little resistance,

My letters to Rhaenyra.

An apology for her dead son?

None, Your Grace.

Between that and their blockade

we must presume

the offered terms

and that war is now inevitable.

Perhaps Your Grace might lend

- his voice to our outreach...

..1N hopes that new terms

Release it at once!

Is the heir to the throne

No. No, no, not in the least, Your Grace.

Because I think he wants a ride.

- Your Grace.

A pony ride.

Wouldn't that be fun, Jaehaerys?

Should the Master of Coin

Your Grace!

There are important matters to discuss

despite Sir Tyland's interruptions.

Very well.

No time for amusements, Tyland.

Your Grace.

Off you go, Jaehaerys. Good boy.

Where were we?

Rhaenyra's blockade has placed

And those pressures will multiply quickly.

Well, we should've just killed her

Regrettably, the opportunity

and, with it, the chance to end

We must play the board before us.

If we are to break

we will need to bolster both the Lannister

We do have need for a new Master of Ships.

We could offer the title

Aemond. What is your business here?

The king summoned me.

You do not have a Seat at this council.

Aemond is my closest blood

I welcome him.

Path to King's Landing

We must establish a toehold there,

The Riverlords will either declare for me

or they will meet Vhagar

And we can burn the blockade

- Rhaenyra has dragons as well.

If we lose the dragons to war,

- We must proceed cautiously.

Fat, old Lord Tully will either

We should fly to Riverrun.

You are the king, Your Grace.

And Vhagar is needed here

in retribution for the death of her son.

Errors were made in the hours

We mustn't compound them.

You've already demonstrated

We must now favor patience and restraint.

I send ravens by the hour.

Many and more houses

History and precedent

Good morrow, Your Grace.

Good morrow, Lord Larys.

I had come earlier to have a word

but your handmaiden said

What is it you wish to discuss?

I have completed questioning

They produced rather interesting details

but I am satisfied I have exposed

And what of them?

They no longer breathe our air.

I have chosen your new staff personally.

Give me that.

Your Grace?

Just leave me.

Just leave me.

- It's a dragon wing!

- It's a wing.

Dragon!

All hail King Aegon!

"Aegon the Magnanimous,"

Second of His Name, King of the Andals,

Lord of the Seven Kingdoms,

Hail King Aegon!

"The Magnanimous"?

Your Grace.

Let's have the first petition,

Good morrow, my-- Your Grace.

It's alright.

What's your name?

Gr-- Jerard, Your Grace.

Good morrow, Jerard.

'Tis my flock.

A tenth of them taken by

the Crown on, on the cusp of winter.

- If I'd had the time to plan--

Your Grace?

Well, you need your goats

- Sheep, Your Grace.

I shall make your flock of sheep whole.

We already made a promise

that a tithing of livestock

for their increased activity

Right. Right.

Perhaps we could just return his sheep.

If you return one herder's sheep,

you will soon find them all

expecting the same.

They won't know.

When the king speaks,

After further thought, I have decided that

If war were to break out,

Bring the next.

Salts always run scarce

Your Grace.

We rely on ships from Essos

But now, with a blockade in place

Yeah, that treasonous

I plan to send Vhagar to burn it to ash.

Bring the next.

Hugh, Your Grace.

The smiths are all proud

But?

But...

iron costs have grown.

A lone scorpion takes weeks to build.

To put it simply, we are struggling.

If we could but have

it would bring great relief.

Not just to me, but to all the smiths

You shall be paid and paid well.

My army cannot win a war

You should continue their making.

Our victory depends on the efforts

You have my most sincere gratitude,

I'll hear the next petition.

Your Grace, it filled my heart

I was only a boy when Jaehaerys

but you brought forth memories of him,

and you have such a deft touch

just as your father did.

Thank you, my lord.

I wonder, do you have a moment

It is the Hand's wont to keep

He controlled your father the same way.

Viserys had a certain reputation

I am aware.

I would think, as we find ourselves

standing within a hair's breadth of war,

that you would wish

How?

Otto Hightower

was your father's Hand, Your Grace.

Daughter.

I requested an audience hours ago.

There were many petitions.

I find myself wondering,

do we pursue the same end?

I must admit, there are days where

I shall tell you mine.

It's victory.

And how would you define "victory"?

Rhaenyra bending the knee

and Aegon sitting

As Viserys wished.

Well, if that's how you describe it,

- Then be my ally.

An ally would not repeatedly cut my legs

- I sit there and I feel your anger.

These critical days

- haven't gone to plan.

My sons both see you as the great example.

The Hand to three kings.

Aegon is ever-eager to prove himself

Aemond is angry.

Rhaenyra's son took his eye

- What he did, however vicious--

I could only hope.

Aemond erred.

But he is fiercely loyal.

And Aegon still heeds me.

But if you undermine my voice,

I hadn't seen it that way.

We only need to mind Aegon

Once he tires of it, you and I can steer

A fine strategy, daughter.

But you must accept that the path

I know it.

But that does not mean it must be wanton.

No.

Prepare to be boarded!

By the order of Lord Corlys Velaryon!

Search the hold for stowaways!

You.

When last we met, there were two of you.

"The White Worm."

Did you think I would

I did not think you

You speak of highborn games.

How long have you been selling secrets

As long as he had gold to pay for them.

Who sent you fleeing from King's Landing

You put Aegon on the throne.

That was the Hightowers' conspiracy.

I merely profited from knowing

But you delivered him.

He would've returned home eventually

as he always does.

I simply, simply sped the business along.

"Business" that ended with the theft

and the murder of her son.

You only blame me

are out of reach.

My arrangement with the Hand

I held no loyalty to him.

Certainly do not now.

Otto Hightower was to me

fodder to be cast off.

What else do you know of him? His plans?

Little and less.

I possess nothing of value to you, Daemon.

Have her moved to the cells.

She is to be treated

Forgive me, my prince,

- She was no agent of the Hightowers.

- A matter of honor.

and watch as the Hightowers

You and your traitorous twin.

No, my prince.

I'm shamed by it.

That's why I abandoned the Kingsguard,

I don't care.

Aegon was in your grasp.

Arryk and I were named

And we swore the same oath:

So what were we to do

Queen Rhaenyra Targaryen,

Queen of the Andals, and the Rhoynar,

Lady of the Seven Kingdoms,

Did you find what you needed?

Your council stands

I will fly to Harrenhal at your command

Your Grace, my lord husband's

moves into place.

All seaborne travel and trade

IT want Aemond Targaryen.

In your years as a merchant of gossip,

you surely accumulated spies

Servants who knew the comings and goings.

Scheme with someone else, Daemon.

I was once in your thrall, but no longer.

A transaction, then.

Your knowledge in exchange

Your Grace.

Lady Jeyne Arryn has pledged her support

in exchange for a dragon

And Lord Cregan Stark

has promised 2,000 men--

Alyrie Florent.

Viserys Targaryen.

Lucerys Velaryon.

A tribute.

Commander?

Never gone for long.

I'm told you bear a mislike

Fuck the Hightowers.

Keep walking.

Don't make trouble.

The White Worm said

You must be busy.

That castle positively

I heard the White Worm were dead.

Her ghost told me you were a betting man.

Fighting pits?

Dogs, and bones.

How deep are your debts?

I was also given to understand

a unique knowledge of the Red Keep.

Maegor's tunnels.

Great big rat's nest, it is.

I know them better than the shape

This is my friend.

Tonight, he's going to be your friend.

You're to find and slay

He has silver hair and one eye.

Should be easy enough to find.

But I understand

You'll want to take caution.

That's one half.

Alright.

What if we can't find him?

We've wasted precious days in this war

Words are wind.

You should be leading the van

and I should be flying cover on Vhagar.

No castle would dare to raise

We would bring the whole of the Crownlands

Well, mayhaps we could petition the king,

privately, to send us out.

Rosby and Stokeworth,

small castles right in the shadow

They would not want us for enemies.

We could add their levies to our own.

Our host growing as we advance.

It is a canny scheme.

But moot.

My brother is hostage

and they tell him that a war of dragons

'Tis inevitable. They must see that.

Otto fears to upset the order of things.

And Alicent is simply...

angry.

- Angry?

after she plotted with my father's council

"Her Grace" speaks with two tongues.

She has a gentle heart.

And Rhaenyra is a cunning spider.

Long ago, she drew Alicent into her web,

intoxicated her.

It is not your mother's fault.

She holds love for our enemy.

That makes her a fool.

Lord Hand.

Return to your post, Lord Commander.

I must have a word with the prince.

It would concern me, grandson,

if plans were being considered

You have a zeal to act. I understand.

I was young once myself--

I only wish to serve my king and my house.

You and Vhagar

are the greatest single

If it wasn't obvious before,

But there are many pieces at play here

some of which you can't yet see.

I promise you, Aemond, you will have

but you must keep a grip on your impulses.

We both know that your brother cannot.

Alright.

Take that.

Bring the dog.

I need to be a symbol for the smallfolk,

- as well as the nobility.

You could always be "Aegon the Strong."

My nephew's already taken that one.

Well, which would Your Grace prefer?

- It's the king.

I need to be both.

My mother and grandsire

Oh, well, you're the king.

My brother, at least, Knows his place.

He's as loyal as a hound.

I can set him and his dragon

- Keep your eyes down.

demonstrates power and commands respect.

No one knows what "magnanimous" means.

You could be "Aegon the Generous" then.

- That would charm the smallfolk.

Is there more strong wine?

- "Aegon the Dragonheart."

"Aegon the Dragoncock!"

Yes, yes! Yeah, the untamable beast!

How do we get upstairs?

The royals live up there.

Right.

Well, it's off limits, it is.

Different group of ratcatchers

If we're to kill a royal fucking prince,

I got you in the castle.

I thought the rest was your bit.

I could end you right here,

I know a way upstairs.

Show me.

Fuck off.

This way.

The royals live on this level.

No one's here.

We need to keep looking.

I've told ya,

Did you not hear the prince?

No head, no gold.

Set a trap.

For appearances.

I'll search the next room.

For the rats.

Quiet.

Quiet.

Stay still.

Who the fuck is she?

She's the queen, she is.

"A son for a son," he said.

Well, does she look like

Over there.

We need to get our head and get out.

They both look the same.

- Maybe that one.

The mother knows.

Do anything but what I ask,

Which?

I have a necklace.

It's of great value.

That's not a son.

Wait.

It's the other one.

She's not gonna

No.

She's telling true.

Hold him down.

No.

Helaena!

What's happened?

They killed the boy.