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You're sure?

With his own eyes, Your Grace.

Stay here. Tell no one.

Who knows?

My handmaiden, Talya.

Some of the servants.

I saw him last night...

before he--

He told me he wished for Aegon to be king.

It is the truth.

Uttered with his own lips.

His last words to me
and I was the only one to hear it.

And now he's dead.

What is it that could not
have waited an hour?

Was Dorne invaded?

The King is dead.

We grieve for Viserys the Peaceful...

our sovereign...

But he has left us a gift.

With his last breath, he impressed
upon the Queen his final wish:

that his son, Aegon...

should succeed him
as Lord of the Seven Kingdoms.

Then we may proceed now
with the full assurance

of his blessing on our long-laid plans.

Yes.
There is much to be done,

as we've previously discussed.

Now, there are two among the captains

of the City Watch that
remain loyal to Daemon.

Let us replace them.
Lord Lannister.

The Treasury is well in hand.

The gold will be divided for safekeeping.

Let ravens be sent to our allies,
Riverrun and Highgarden.

Am I to understand that
members of the small council

have been planning secretly
to install my son without me?

My Queen, there was no need
to sully you with darkling schemes.

I will not have this.

To hear that you are plotting

to replace the King's chosen heir
with an imposter!

His firstborn son is hardly an imposter.

Hundreds of lords and landed knights
swore fealty to the Princess.

Plot or no, the King changed his mind.

I am six-and-seventy years old.

I have known Viserys longer
than any who sit at this table.

And I will not believe that he said this
on his deathbed, alone,

This is seizure!

It is theft! It is treason!

-At the least, it is--
-Mind your tongue, Lyman.

The King was well last night...

Which of you here can swear
that he died of his own accord?

Which of us are you accusing of regicide,
Lord Beesbury?

Whether it was one of you,
or all of you, I care not.

-I will have no part--
-Sit down!

Ser Criston.

I am your Lord Commander, Ser Criston.

Cast down your sword.

I will not suffer insults
to Her Grace the Queen.

There was no insult to me, Ser Criston.
Put aside your blade.

-Has it come to this?
-Lord Commander, enough.

-Let us have Lord Beesbury removed.
-No.

The door remains shut
until we finish our business.

Storm's End is of concern.

We may not assume
the loyalty of Lord Borros.

But he has four daughters,
all of them unmarried.

-The right proposal--
-What of Rhaenyra?

The former heir cannot,
of course, be allowed to remain free

and draw support to her claim.

-You mean to imprison her.
-She and her family

will be given the opportunity

to publicly swear obeisance
to the new King.

She will never bend the knee.

Nor will Daemon, which you know.

You plan to kill them.

And all here accede to this.

Your father is correct, Your Grace.

A living challenger
invites battle and bloodshed.

It is unsavory, yes.

But a sacrifice we must make
to secure Aegon's succession.

And then there is Daemon to consider.

-The King wouldn't wish for any unsavory--
-But the King did not wish

for the murder of his daughter!

He loved her.
I will not have you deny this.

-And yet--
-One more word and I will have you removed

from this chamber and sent to the Wall!

What do you suggest, Your Grace?

Time is of the essence.

Lord Commander Westerling...

take your knights to Dragonstone.

Be quick and be clean.

I am Lord Commander of the Kingsguard.

I recognize no authority but the King's.

And until there is one...

I have no place here.

It is our fate, I think,
to crave always what is given to another.

If one possesses a thing,
the other will take it away.

Yes, Princess.

Where is Aegon?

He's not in his rooms.

Father.

-Your father--
-There is a beast beneath the boards.

Oh, my dearest love.

Ser Erryk.

Forgive me, Lord Hand. I do not know.

But you're sworn to protect him.

He exploits his authority
to order me away,

and then he evades me, my Lord.

I believe he may have
left the Keep secretly,

gone into the city.

Find him.

Take no one else but your brother.

And remove your white cloaks.

None can know who you are
or what you seek...

including the Queen.

My Lord.

Bring him to me, and me alone, Ser Erryk.

What is the meaning of this?

Prince Aegon's not to be found
within the castle walls, Your Grace.

Your father has sent
Ser Erryk into the city to find him.

Ser Erryk knows Aegon.
He has the advantage.

I trust again to you, Ser Criston,
and to your loyalty.

The very fate of the Seven Kingdoms
depends on it.

Everything you feel for me
as your Queen.

I will not fail you.

I'll come with you.

That would not be my desire, Aemond.

-If anything has happened--
-Cole needs me, Mother.

Ser Erryk isn't the only one
who knows Aegon's doings.

Aegon brought me to the Street of Silk
on my thirteenth name day.

It was his duty as my brother, he said,

to ensure I was as educated as he was.

At least that's what
I understood him to mean.

He said, �Time to get it wet.�

Every woman is an image of the Mother,
to be spoken of with reverence.

Sometime last night, we...
misplaced our drinking companion.

And describe him.

That is a delicate matter.

You see, the man we seek
is the young Prince Aegon.

I may trust, I hope,
in the discretion of your trade.

The Prince is not here.

Has he been here? Earlier, perhaps?

-Quite a bit earlier. Years ago, in fact.
-But more recently?

He does not frequent the Street of Silk.

less discriminating.

Meaning what?

I wish you luck, good Ser.
And my best to your friend.

How you've grown.

Viserys amended his wishes.

It's as simple as that.

You once swore your banners to Rhaenyra.

You must now
pledge them to the future king.

I must confer first
with my house on this matter.

You'll not leave this room
without declaring your intention.

House Fell keeps its sworn oath
to the Princess.

Very well.

Long live the King.

Long live the King.

It seems you were mistaken
as to Aegon's habits.

He could be in the hands of mercenaries,

on a ship to Yi Ti.

He could be dead.

Let us hope, for your mother's sake,
that is not the case.

Let's have a look.

Get in there, you little--

Yeah!

Come on!

How old are they?

About 10 years, I should say.

They have them grow their nails
and file the teeth.

Makes them more formidable.

Come on!

Prince Aegon spends many
a night in this place.

Do you see now what he is?

You've not seen everything.

-Aegon's?
-One of many, I'd wager.

Here I am, trawling the city,
ever the good soldier

in search of a wastrel who's never taken
half an interest in his birthright.

'Tis I the younger brother
who studies history and philosophy,

it is I who trains with the sword,

I know what it is to toil
for what others are freely given.

And we can't find him, Cole.

You are a decent man
with no taste for depravity.

His secrets are his own...

and he's welcome to them.

I'm next in line to the throne.

Something must be done.
Aegon is unfit to rule.

You tolerated
the Prince's proclivities for years.

Because it was my sworn duty, Arryk.

It's for the Hand to find wisdom.

I can take you to Prince Aegon.

Rather, I am sent by one
who knows where he is.

Who'll tell you, for a price.

My mistress will not
treat with the servants of the Keep...

exalted though they may be.

Impossible.

I think he will wish to hear
what the White Worm can tell him.

Halt! Hold the gate!

What say you?

The Lord Confessor presumes.

And where were you going then
with such urgency?

Let the King's Justice take him.

Let go of me!

-No! This is not right!
-You did well, Lord Larys.

-I will--
-Only my duty, my Lord Hand.

Who do you think you are?

You've spent many hours
with the Queen of late.

There's no reason those hours could not,
in the end, benefit you.

there is a good reason for the outrage
of my treatment here this morning.

My sincerest regrets
for the lack of ceremony.

The King.

And you are usurping the throne.

It was my husband's dying wish.

Believe it or no,
it is of no consequence.

Aegon will be king.

I came here to ask your support.

Well, I must credit you for your boldness.

House Velaryon has long allied itself

with the Princess Rhaenyra
and what has it gained you?

Your daughter dead... alone in Pentos.

Your son cuckolded.

Rhaenyra's heirs are none of yours.

It is your husband
who grasps so heedlessly for the throne.

And even he has abandoned you:

gone these six long years
to fight a desperate battle,

returning grievously,
if not mortally, wounded,

leaving the Lady of Driftmark
to chart her course alone.

The word of my house is not fickle.

No. But, dear cousin...

Princess Rhaenys, I loved my husband,
but I will speak the truth we both know.

I little thought to hear
those words from you.

The Iron Throne was yours
by blood and by temperament.

Viserys would've lived
his days a country lord,

content to hunt and study his histories,

but... here we are.

We do not rule
but we may guide the men that do.

Gently...

away from violence and sure destruction
and instead toward peace.

Is it in the name of peace
that you've imprisoned me?

Without your dragon,
she may be persuaded to negotiate.

If it's Driftmark you want,
you shall have it

for you and your granddaughters
to pass on as you see fit.

You are wiser than I believed you to be...

Alicent Hightower.

A true queen counts
the cost to her people.

And yet you toil still in service to men.

Your father, your husband, your son.

You desire not to be free,

but to make a window
in the wall of your prison.

Have you never imagined yourself...

on the Iron Throne?

I'll leave you with your thoughts.

Ring the bell when you have an answer.

My Prince.

You yourself are the mysterious
White Worm, I take it.

Or are you simply a further peel
in this stinking onion?

My condolences
on the passing of your king.

Where is Prince Aegon?

I thought, the Prince is in Flea Bottom
where no one is to be trusted.

I'd best secrete him somewhere safe...
in case they come looking for him.

Where's the Prince?

He is safely tucked away.

I want an end to the savage use
of children in Flea Bottom.

They are forced to fight, and worse...

your gold cloaks take
the bribes given them to look away.

An obscenity
either tolerated or ignored by the crown.

I'll look into it.

You have my word.

and you install your grandson
on the throne,

remember it was me who put him there.

There is no power but what
the people allow you to take.

I will remember.

Listen.

No... No!

No!

Where is the White Worm?

And why have you paid it?

I want my mother.

Your grandfather, the Hand,
will meet you outside the city walls.

You flee what other men
die seeking, Aegon.

No! Stop! No.

-I was hoping you disappeared.
-Is our father truly dead?

Yes... and they're going to make you king.

-No!
-Are you going to help me?!

No! Let me go!

Where's your brother, huh?

Let me go!

Brother!

Let me go!

I have no wish to rule!

No taste for duty! I'm not suited.

You'll get no argument from me.

You let me go,
I will find a ship and sail away,

never to be found.

The Queen awaits.

-Well played.
-None of this is a game.

And yet you treat it as one.

A charming contest,

the prize, a pouch of silver.

We have relied on one another
these many years.

And now it is the good of the family
that we both desire.

Our hearts were never one.

I see that now.

Rather, I have been a piece
that you moved about the board.

If that is true, then I made you
Queen of the Seven Kingdoms.

-Would you have desired it otherwise?
-How could I know?

I wanted whatever you
impressed upon me to want.

And now the debt comes due.

-A debt you were happy enough to pay.
-A sacrifice.

A sacrifice made for
the stability of the realm.

No king has ever lived
that hasn't had to forfeit

the lives of a few to protect the many.

Though I understand your squeamishness.

Reluctance to murder is not a weakness!

I have Aegon.

We'll proceed now as I see fit.

True terms, such that she
may accept without shame.

If she lives, her allies
will mass behind her banners,

-looking for her return.
-Then she must not return.

My husband would have
desired this mercy be shown

-to his daughter.
-Your husband?

Or you, his daughter's
childhood companion?

Criston Cole will be named
Lord Commander of the Kingsguard.

My son will be anointed tomorrow at dawn.

The whole of King's Landing
must witness his ascent.

He will assume authority.
There will be no more dithering.

My son will take
the crown of his namesake, the Conqueror,

and carry Blackfyre, his sword.

Let the people remember
the ancient strength of House Targaryen.

You look so much like your mother
in certain lights.

As you wish.

Your Grace.

The hour is late, Lord Larys.

I've found out something
that you should know.

Have you asked yourself, I wonder...

how it is...

found Aegon first?

There is a web of spies
at work in the Red Keep.

Along its threads
travels news of all our doings.

Your father knows this,
but has left it in place.

More than once, it has proved advantageous
to those willing to...

feed the weaver.

And this weaver watches me?

One of the little spiders
is your lady-in-waiting.

-Talya?
-There are more like her.

Even I do not know their number.

There is one way to destroy his advantage.

It must be taken out at the head.

Begging your pardon
for the turn of phrase, Your Grace.

I assume this task
falls within your expertise.

If you wish it...

it will be done.

With me, Princess.

I cannot let this treachery stand.

-Where are we?
-Just south of King's Way.

The Blackwater's this way.

I won't leave Meleys.

-If I could get to the Dragonpit, then--
-No.

You won't get past the gates.

Now come.

You must make for the riverfront
and find a ship.

Before they know you've gone.

This way!

Keep moving! That's right.

That's right!

Halt! Halt!

Keep moving!

All of you, move forward!

Keep moving!

Out of the way!

Out of the way!

Have the decency to look grateful.

Do you know what has been
done to give you this day?

In an hour, you will be king.

-And my father never wanted this.
-That's not true.

He had 20 years to name me heir
and never did.

Steadfastly, he upheld Rhaenyra's claim.

He changed his mind.

No...

He could have, but he never did

And yet, with his final breath,

he whispered to me that you
should take his place on the throne.

-Do not toy with me, Mother.
-I speak the truth.

Listen to me, Aegon.

that Rhaenyra should be put to the sword.

You must reject this counsel.

We must not rule
with cruelty and callousness.

You imbecile.

Make way for the royal wheelhouse!

Hey, hey, forward then.

Go on, move yourself! Come on!

today is the saddest of days.

Our beloved king...

is dead.

But it is also the most joyous of days...

for as his spirit left us...

he whispered his final wish:

that his firstborn son, Aegon...

should succeed him.

Guards!

Out of the way! Move!

Halt!

Turn!

Present...

arms!

It is your great good fortune

and privilege...
to be here to witness this:

a new day for our city...

a new day for our realm.

A new king... to lead us.

May the Warrior give him courage.

May the Smith
lend strength to his sword and shield.

May the Father defend him in his need.

May the Crone lift her shining lamp
and light his way to wisdom.

The crown of the Conqueror,
passed down through generations.

Let the Seven bear witness:

Aegon Targaryen
is the true heir to the Iron Throne.

All hail His Grace, Aegon,

Second of his Name,

King of the Andals and the Rhoynar
and the First Men,

Lord of the Seven Kingdoms

and Protector of the Realm.

Aegon the King!

Aegon the King!
Long live Aegon!

Open the doors!

Open the doors!

Get Helaena.