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The Golden Tooth

is honored to receive you,

I have 500 fighting men, armed

- and full of spirit.

and seven times as many archers

By the time we are finished

the Red Fork will have earned its name.

We are ready to march

I suppose you will make

I want you to send

Tell my brother we are ready to march

as soon as Prince Aemond

on Vhagar.

And until the prince makes his answer,

My men have had a long march.

They are most eager

of your keep.

He dares to summon me!

"With haste"?

Are the Lannisters so diminished

from the Tooth to Harrenhal

There is a large dragon in the Riverlands,

My brother's army is strong,

I am the prince regent,

not a dog to be called to heel.

Tell your brother that if he does not

to Harrenhal, "with haste,"

Daemon's dragon will become

Your irritations are justified, Aemond,

- but it does seem--

as well, Ser Tyland.

We will make an alliance

I've had enough of this cursed blockade.

My prince, you cannot mean to treat

The captains of their ships

- little more than pirates--

across the Narrow Sea.

Lannister and Hightower ships

The Triarchy will delight in the chance

Let them weaken his blockade

while our true allies make

The Triarchy may play at accepting terms,

Your father knew this.

What has come of our letters

They have been to no avail.

The Red Kraken waits,

Though we may draw him in with honey,

An offer of marriage, perhaps,

Out of the question.

Alas.

The dowager queen

Even if the blockade could be broken,

are we to invite these alien raiders

so close to King's Landing?

It's time you set out

Your Grace, if Daemon prevails

I no longer have the numbers

We lost much at Rook's Rest,

The longer we wait,

Lannister will march from the west.

Take what strength we have

and his Riverlords to fight on two fronts.

His Grace speaks wisely.

We would do better to await

- and set out in good time.

It's a fortnight's march to Harrenhal.

We must strike before his army is raised.

And you yourself?

I will fly out to meet you

My uncle is a challenge I welcome,

if he dares face me.

I see we're all agreed.

Your Grace.

Mother,

a word.

I caution you, Aemond,

- but overconfidence--

on the small council.

You know very well I represented

your father during the last

- and I have been a councilor to Aegon.

My father's dead

and Aegon is...

You served the realm well

at a time of need.

That need is ended.

It's not a matter of obligation.

This council has need

We have more than enough of those,

You have the impetuousness of youth

neither of which

I release you of your seat,

such as it was.

I'm sure you'll be much pleased

domestic pursuits.

Have the indignities of your childhood

You have the gratitude of the crown.

Your Grace.

Bring him forth.

Ser Steffon Darklyn, Your Grace.

Is aught amiss, Your Grace?

My lords.

I find myself, Ser Steffon,

I have lost Princess Rhaenys

I hold an island seat with no land army.

And I must not go to battle myself,

lest Iam slain or captured,

and with me, our hopes of victory.

There is still Daemon and Caraxes,

That remains to be seen.

In any case, I must now proceed

And I see now, that to do that,

for Vermithor and Silverwing,

who I believe misses his bond.

But there are no more in your family,

Your younger sons are babes.

There is Princess Rhaena.

She has attempted it, alas,

but the dragons here

- Then who could do it?

You are of noble birth.

And I had always heard,

that the Darklyns and the Targaryens

I looked into the history,

Your grandmother's grandmother, Aeriana,

And I have been thinking,

To even consider such a thing.

I must protest, Your Grace,

I am but a man.

The dragons are gods.

Your Grace honors me

You understand your peril, Ser Steffon?

I do not compel you to do this.

It has never been attempted before.

To claim a dragon,

I well understand the risk

I swore to ward my queen

and to give my blood for hers.

That is my oath, Your Grace.

Then perhaps the gods will favor us.

Brother?

Did you say it?

"The Heir for a Day."

Did you say it?

You can't possibly

My family was just destroyed.

You should've been at my side.

But instead you chose to celebrate

Laughing at me.

Laughing with the whores and lickspittles.

No.

You have no allies at court but me.

I have only ever defended you.

And everything I've given you,

- I have decided...

...tO name a new heir.

You are to return to Runestone

and you are to do so without quarrel,

No!

Open the door!

Open the door!

Open the door. Please.

Please.

Please.

May I be of assistance, Your Grace?

- What are you playing at, old man?

if you're getting enough sleep.

- This old place--

- No.

Or are you perhaps the culprit who

A friend by day and a foe by night.

- To what end?

Perhaps you resent my being here.

Perhaps...

you are an agent

Or are you still in league

- Or is it Rhaenyra herself?!

I assure you, Your Grace.

Whatever your game is, Strong,

I assure you

- your king is on his guard.

And stop watching me.

You weren't going to bid me farewell?

There's something wrong with me.

Someone poisoned me.

The food, the wine.

Or else it's this swamp air, or--

The ghost of Harren the Black

moaning his curses from Kingspyre Tower.

Drivel! All of it!

The ghosts, the curses,

- I'm done with it!

When something does not please you,

Dragonstone, the Stepstones,

I awake and I do not know where I've been.

There are older things in this world

You are not the player,

As am I, for that matter.

I'm not like you.

In some ways, no.

You struggle to see there's an anger

She never even wanted it.

The crown. She spared it no thought.

Well, that's perhaps why your brother

Perhaps those who strive for it

Don't lecture me!

Viserys never wanted it himself,

It came to him, and he did his best.

It's not a prize to be won,

If you have any counsel for dealing

I'd be glad of it.

Daemon Targaryen asking for help?

Counsel.

House Tully is not the largest house

nor is it the richest,

The Tullys' wisdom has kept

They would kill each other

if it were not for their liege lord.

That dotard is of no use to us.

But Grover Tully is their Lord Paramount.

Without him, they will never raise

Rivermen are made of mud.

They would rather die stuck in it

Then I can do nothing.

You...

no.

I need help, Alys.

Do nothing now.

In three days' time, the winds will shift.

SLOW, SLOW.

CALM.

Gods.

SERVE.

Seasmoke...

Dohaeras.

CALM, SEASMOKE!

CALM!

OBEY!

Do not show fear.

Rybas!

SERVE ME.

I've done it.

SERVE, SEASMOKE!

No.

Mother!

Up, up, up!

Alyn!

M'lord.

I'm pleased with our progress.

This ship will sail in a few days' time.

The blockade is sure to be challenged,

be it by Lions or Krakens.

Your men will be glad

I wish you to sail with me.

As my first mate.

I'm grateful for the offer, m'lord, but--

We will set course for Sharp Point.

Lord Bar Emmon wishes to send his nephew

There are more experienced men

I was younger than you

You distinguished yourself

and you have the respect of the crew.

You are a fine choice for this post.

Is this an order or a request?

I will expect you to report

As my lordship commands.

- Bit thin, isn't it?

Nothing but fish in this damn city.

An ale here.

Aught to eat with it?

Don't think I can stomach it, lass.

Yeah, you've made the right choice there,

Makes you sick, doesn't it?

Knowing they're banqueting

- while we go without.

My girls were taken to the Red Keep

Feasting and merriment

No! And him always acting so correct.

I'll tell you, he's no penny pincher.

They were well-paid, and well-fed too.

On what? Fish with more fish on the side?

Racks of lamb, my love.

beef and gravy.

And what do you think?

There is to be another revel

That ain't right.

Apologies, my good man.

I should not have spoken so free.

The royals would never countenance me

speaking about their bounty,

King Viserys loved his feasts and his wine

but never while our smallfolk

Aye. But he's gone now

and his rightful heir denied her seat.

Well, no use wondering

...L am far from alone

in holding this to be a truly

Seasmoke has fled Dragonstone

Most regrettable

I myself, if you recall,

to march on Rook's Rest.

A more conventional approach,

And his numbers were few,

It is my fault, I think,

It was worth the risk,

More good men killed?

- That's my fault.

It was a reckless thought.

That an ancient Valyrian beast

Surely he was not the only possibility.

Might there not be others

And who will be so foolish as to try,

I will look again.

But Darklyn had the most likely claim.

There is good news to be had.

The smallfolk of King's Landing

They were ready enough to hear.

The usurpers have abandoned them.

They are hungry

Will it be enough?

We have laid the kindling only.

Tonight we will light it,

And when it does,

That will make it rise the hotter.

He cannot destroy his own city.

Neither can they overthrow him.

Maybe not, but it is harder

when you must also keep peace at home.

Then let us see to our plan.

If I may, Your Grace.

This becomes you.

- That's the last one.

- What? They haven't run out, have they?

There ain't nothing left.

I've been waiting all day.

Got enough sheep for your dragons then,

Where's our meat? We want meat!

It seems, Your Grace,

So?

There is not food enough in the city.

Those with means have bought more

All the more reason Ser Tyland

In the meantime, the people are hungry,

The enemy without

The enemy within is more insidious.

Why is this anger directed at us?

It is Rhaenyra the Pretender

and left them all to starve.

They still look to you

That is the burden of authority.

But you should not go it alone.

It does occur to me

Ser Criston, of course,

but you need one who may

with shrewdness and subtlety.

Do you take me for a fool?

- On the contrary, my prince.

for the self-important, Lord Larys,

and even less for flatterers

But you are, as it happens, correct.

Every king needs a Hand.

I'll make it your responsibility.

My prince, it is an honor

- for myself.

To fetch him.

My grandsire may be overcautious

but his devotion to his family

You'll see it done.

Your Grace.

You're late.

I am happy to report

has regained consciousness this morning,

You said there was little hope.

He is stronger than I thought.

This morning his breath comes easier.

He may yet live, thank the gods.

What happy news.

I'll see my brother.

Alone.

What do you remember?

Nothing.

You challenged Meleys.

It was foolish.

I remember nothing.

My prince?

You're in the most capable hands,

It seems my brother has a long recovery

See that he is made to rest comfortably.

And I've decided there is nothing

Not all of us, I suppose,

Some of us must serve in smaller ways

even if they are not what we would

Meaning no offense.

None of this is your fault.

I want Mother.

Yes, well...

I know it's difficult, but--

I bring good news, Rhaena.

Prince Reggio has answered your letter.

He'll be most pleased

youngest sons in Pentos.

And their half-sister.

Thought you'd be happy.

Or at least less morose.

You hate it here.

You misled me, my lady.

I did what?

There is a large dragon in the Vale.

Rumor of it began shortly after the war.

Ranging more broadly for food...

my maesters surmise.

It is large and formidable,

Alas.

A merchant cog, the Gay Abandon,

I'll send six good men

You know you're not fooling anyone.

Lord Corlys has chosen to raise you up

and yet, you still continue

Don't want my men to get the wrong idea.

About what?

You're just like him.

Oh, you make an art of provoking me.

You saved his life, brother.

Do you never think about what

Or yours, anyway.

The riches, servants,

the Driftwood Throne.

We spent the whole of our lives

in the shadow of

I do not wish to dwell in it any longer.

And so you belittle

While me he ignores

as he always has.

The Sea Snake would sooner have High Tide

Stop wasting your life

It was a bold attempt.

I admire you for it.

They say you struck Lord Bartimos today

in view of the staff and guard.

The household is abuzz with it.

He's lucky I did not have his tongue.

And what did he say that was so

deserving?

I have tired of being protected,

Jace.

I bring to mind too much their mothers

or their daughters.

They must see in me a ruler.

And the symbols of authority

but the shield and the sword.

My ruler is my mother.

And I do not wish it otherwise.

Will you lead us to war yourself?

Well, for a certainty

pacing the floors, waiting for defeat

- Oh, don't be ridiculous.

I have directed Lord Mooton to march

and sent another raven

We may marshal the strength of the Vale,

We will still never match the strength

We need Daemon and his dragon.

May I be free for even one hour

of the constant refrain of Daemon,

Your Grace.

The lady Mysaria.

My queen, our gift is sent.

What gift?

Let us hope for clouds over

You said he'd improved.

His Grace sleeps 9 hours of every 10

but he did open his eyes and speak,

His mending may be long and painful

but it is my sincere hope

And what will he be if he lives?

My letters to my father.

I have sent ravens, again,

And now, to all the great houses

There has been no word from Ser Otto

as of yet.

There is war in the Reach now, Your Grace.

House Beesbury has raised arms

Retribution for their lord's demise.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Sister.

Gwayne.

'Tis well that I found you.

I wish to give you my blessing.

Well...

my thanks to the queen dowager.

I wondered if you've heard from father?

I've sent ravens to Highgarden and Oldtown

I've heard nothing

but neither have I sent any message.

If he wrote letters, it would be to you.

Strange there has been no word.

Otto Hightower is ever-resourceful.

He will send news

I often wonder what life could've been

I'm the eldest son.

It was right that I was raised at Oldtown.

But you were eight years of age

It must've been difficult.

You get on with it, don't you?

When there isn't any choice.

My son, Daeron.

What's he like?

- Does he not write to you?

Ten-and-six now.

Letters, perhaps,

He's stalwart.

Clever.

As adept with his lute

And a feature in the fancies of many

He's kind.

That's good.

Kindness is a quality

You did well to send him to ward.

Yes, it seems the Red Keep,

may, in fact, be a less

for the forming of young men.

Was it the court or was it their mother?

I'm sure you did your best.

I must join Ser Criston.

Wish us luck, sister.

I shall pray to the Warrior

Farewell.

Your Grace.

This one stopped singing.

Isn't that strange?

I thought we might light a candle.

For Aegon

and all our lost souls.

You, where'd you get that food?

- Rhaenyra's ships.

They came ashore in the middle

She thinks of us, even now!

Give me that!

Give it to me!

Get out of the way!

Your Graces, we must leave, now.

Get the queens to the wheelhouse!

Mind your flanks. Protect your corners.

Keep moving. This way, Your Grace.

'Tis the Queen of Fishes!

Keep moving!

Long live Queen Rhaenyra!

Get to the wheelhouse!

Long live Queen Rhaenyra!

Helaena!

Your Grace!

- My queen!

No! No!

Sheathe your swords!

Sheathe your swords!

You heard the queen!

Sheathe those swords!

No!

- Get back!

Out of my way! Out of my way!

Estermont!

My Queens! This way, inside!

Long live Queen Rhaenyra!

Long live Queen Rhaenyra!

Run them down if you must.

Ride! Ride!

No more.

My lord. Only the Grand Maester

The king will be most eager

The drink takes the pain away,

Oh, take heart, Your Grace,

you've already written

You survived dragonfire.

But I'm afraid you will never be whole.

Orwyle has exhausted his abilities.

He's bound your leg

but you will never run again.

Your mind

is all that remains to you.

I do not say that gladly.

I came screaming into the world

in the bowels of one

My lungs were strong,

my father named it sorcery.

Accusing a member of our household

Well.

People will pity you

either behind your back

or in your presence.

And they will stare

at you, at you...

or turn away.

And they will underestimate you.

And this will be your advantage.

No, no.

Your brother rules in your place now

which means that your life is in danger.

But I think you Know that.

Help me.

Brother.

Daemon, she's gone.

I'm sorry.

You needed me.

I'm here now.

I'm here now.

Your Grace.

Sorrowful news from Riverrun, my king.

Lord Grover is dead.

The old man.

Indeed.

Young Oscar Tully is now Lord Paramount

What was the manner

Well, he'd been ill, of course.

Riverrun's maesters

Our own healer, Alys Rivers,

She plied her craft but

there was naught more to be done.

Hey, look!

Get inside! Hurry!

Your banners were carried

They went as far as the gates

before they were turned away.

It is, as we hoped,

that you have strength

I thought you'd be pleased.

I do not think I can win this war.

I think you are tired.

My own son questions my capabilities.

He thinks I need Daemon at my side.

- And Daemon himself.

He was everything I wanted to be.

Carefree.

And dangerous.

A man.

And I was what he wanted.

Cherished by my father,

We were halves of a whole.

He's never been at peace.

He wished to possess me,

and to see me take hold, finally,

I fear what he may now do.

I fear he may have turned against me.

It is more his way to disappear.

In either case, I have lost him

and Caraxes with him.

Rhaenys and her dragon are dead.

I have Syrax and two young beasts.

We cannot take on Vhagar alone.

And I have no army.

You have the Velaryon fleet

It's not enough.

And even if we somehow prevailed

how will I rule a kingdom

You have me.

You have my thanks. Truly.

It was my father.

I was still a child.

He had his pleasure with me.

And when, after many months of this,

it became evident

There is a scar here as well.

I cannot bear children.

He left me for dead

but I lived.

I'm so sorry.

Swore to myself

And that oath has stood me well.

This world is cold and cruel,

You, I think, are steadfast.

You have seen me as worthy,

Because of that, I will serve you.

I believe you are meant to be queen.

Begging your pardon, Your Grace.

The dragon Seasmoke has been sighted

Yes, he does that.

From what we have heard,

he has a rider.

- Who?

- The Greens?

Shall I summon your counsel?

Mother!