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Here you are.

The sea snake is going to die, isn't he?

Luke.

It can't be Lord of the Tides.

Grandsire was the greatest sailor who ever lived.

I get green sick before the ship even leaves the harbour.

I'll just ruin everything.

I don't want Driftmark.

It should have passed on to surveyman.

We don't choose our destiny, Luke. It chooses us.

Grandsire, let you choose whether you be as a...

You told us so.

And do you want to know the truth of it?

I was frightened.

I was four and ten.

Same as you are now.

I wasn't ready to be queen of the Seven Kingdoms.

But it was my duty, and in time I came to understand I had to earn my inheritance.

I'm not like you.

In what way, sweet boy?

Not so...

perfect.

I am anything but.

My father looked after me and helped prepare me for my duties.

Your mother will do the same for you.

Good morrow, Princess.

Good morrow, Sir Laurent.

Princess Renise has just arrived on Dragonback.

We urgently request an audience with you and Prince Daemon.

The Princess Rhaenys Targaryen.

Thank you, Sir Laurence.

Princess Rhaenys, might we hope for news of Lord Corlys's recovery?

Viserys is dead.

I grieve this loss with you, Rhaenyra.

My cousin. Your father.

Possessed a kind heart.

There is more.

Aegon has been crowned as his successor.

They crowned him.

How did Viserys die?

I could not say.

How long ago?

A day past, perhaps two.

I was made a prisoner in my quarters while the Queen made her preparations.

Viserys has been slain.

Alicent demanded you declare for Aegon.

She did.

I refused her.

And yet you are alive.

The High Septon crowned Aegon in the Dragonpit.

I witnessed it myself just before I fled on Maelys.

They crowned him before the masses.

So that the masses would see him as their rightful king.

That whore of a queen murdered my brother and stole his throne, and you could have burned more for it.

A war is like to be fought over this treachery, to be sure.

But that war is not mine to begin.

I only rushed this warning to you out of loyalty to my husband and to my house.

The greens are coming for you, Rhaenyra.

And for your children.

You should leave Dragonstone at once.

Baby's coming.

Her term is far from complete. This should not be happening.

It is fucking happening!

Keep your head about you, Princess.

Come.

You've done this five times before.

Keep your spirit in the sixth volume, different.

Get off! Get off! Get off!

I want patrols along the island's perimeter, looking for any small ships that might set

ashore.

If the Greens attack now, it will be by stealth, not directly.

We don't have enough men to surround the island, but we can make ourselves appear stronger

than they are.

Conscript the Dragon Keepers, they're capable fighters, waste no time.

It will be done, my prince.

What was that?

I'm sorry.

You might go easier on him, my prince...

so he can learn what you're trying to teach.

Your lady mother needs to see you.

Both of you.

Mother?

Oh, fuck.

Princess.

Your grandson, King Viserys, has passed.

Viserys?

The Greens have repudiated the succession and claimed the Iron Throne.

Aegon has been crowned king.

What is to be done about it?

Nothing yet.

And where is Daemon?

I don't know. Gone to madness.

Gone to plot his war.

Leave Daemon with me.

Jace.

Jace.

Whatever claim remains to me, you are now its heir.

Nought is to be done but by my command.

The raven flew in this morning, the sea snake's fever is broken and he has left Edenfall.

Where is he sailing?

That much is unclear, my prince.

We'll send ravens to our nearest allies.

Lords Darkling, Massey...

and Bar-Emon.

Do you want to speak to the maester, my prince?

I'll fly to the riverlands myself and affirm Lord Tully's support.

You will do no such thing.

My mother has decreed no action be taken while she's a bed.

It's good you're here, young prince.

You're needed to patrol the skies on Vyrmax.

Did you hear what I said?

The ravens, Lord Bartimus.

I shall see it done.

Summon to Stefan. Our King's Guard are needed on the Dragonland.

Come with me. I'll show you the true meaning of loyalty.

You swore an oath as Knights of the King's Guard.

As do all who wear the White Cloak, my Prince.

To whom?

I swore first to King Jehaerys, my Prince.

And then, to his grace, King Viserys, when he succeeded him.

Do you acknowledge the true line of succession?

Yes. Yes, my prince.

Do you recall

how King Viserys named his his heir before his death?

Princess Rhaenyra.

I'm grateful for your long service to the Crown.

So I'm presenting you with a choice.

I swear anew your oath to Rhaenyra as your queen,

to Prince De Ceres as the heir to the Iron Throne.

Or if you support the usurper speaker now,

then you will have a clean and honourable death.

But if you choose treachery,

if you swear fealty now only to later turn your cloaks,

know that you will die

Screaming.

Princess, let us help you.

Princess, please.

You shouldn't do this alone, Princess.

Let us help you.

I mean no harm of us.

I swear toward the Queen,

With all my strength...

and give my blood for hers,

I shall take no wife...

hold no lands,

father no children.

I shall guard her secrets,

obey her commands,

ride at her side, and defend her name and

and honor.

My Queen.

Queen Rhaenyra Targaryen, first of her name.

Queen of the Andals and the Rhoynar and the First Men.

Lady of the Seven Kingdoms and protector of the realm.

Your Grace.

Wine, my queen.

Thank you, Reyna.

Come.

What is our standing?

We have 30 knights, 100 crossbowmen, and 300 men-at-arms.

Dragonstone is relatively easy to defend,

but as an instrument of conquest,

our army leaves a lot to be desired.

I've sent word to my loyal men in the City Watch.

I'll have some support there,

but I cannot speak to the numbers.

We already have declarations from Kelty, Gale, and Staunton,

Massey, Darkland, and Barremont.

My lady mother was in Arran.

The Vale will not turn cloak against their own kin.

River Run was always a close friend

to your father, Your Grace.

With Prince Daemon's acquiescence...

I've already sent ravens to Lord Grover.

Lord Grover is fickle and easily swayed.

He will need to be convinced of the strength of our position

and that we will support him should it come to war.

I'm going to treat with him myself.

What of Storm's End and Winterfell?

There has never lived a Stark who forgot an oath,

and with how Stark the North will follow.

Lord Boros Baratheon will need to be reminded of his father's promises.

What news from Driftmark?

Lord Caller sails for Dragonstone.

To declare for his Queen?

The Valarion fleet is in my husband's yoke.

He decides where they sail.

We shall pray for both you and your husband's support.

Just as we prayed nightly for the Sea Snakes' return to good health.

There's no port on the narrow sea we dare to make an enemy of the Velaryon fleet.

And our enemies?

We have no friends among the Lannisters.

Tylander served the Hand too long to turn against him.

An Otto Hightower needs the Lannister fleet.

Without the Lannisters, we're not like to find any allies west of the Golden Tooth. no

The Riverlands are essential, Your Grace.

Pray forgive my bluntness, Your Grace, but talk of men is moot.

Your cause owns a power...

that has not been seen in this world since the days of old Valyria.

Dragons!

The Greens have dragons.

They have three adults, by my count.

We have Cyrax, Caraxes, and Melis.

Your sons have Vyrmax, Arrax and Tyraxes.

Bela has Moondancer.

Daemon, none of our dragons have been to war.

There are also unclaimed dragons.

Seasmoke still resides on Drithmar.

Vermithor and Silverwind dwell on the Dragon Mound.

Still riderless.

Then there are the three wild dragons,

all of whom nest here.

And who is to ride them?

Dragonstone has 13 to their four.

I also have a score of eggs incubating in the Dragon Mound.

No.

We need a place to gather, a toehold,

large enough to house a sizable host.

Here, at Harrenhal, we cut off the west,

surround King's Landing with the dragons,

and we could have every green head mounted on spikes

before the fucking moon turns.

Your Grace, a ship has been sighted offshore.

A lone galleon flying a banner of a three-headed green dragon.

Alert the watchtowers, sight the skies.

I come at the behest of the dowager...

Queen Alicent, mother of King Aegon, second of his name,

lord and protector of the Seven Kingdoms.

I've been directed to deliver her message only to Princess Rhaenyra.

Where is the princess?

Princess Reneira.

I'm Queen Rhaenyra now, and you all are traitors to the realm.

King Aegon Targaryen, second of his name.

In his wisdom and desire for peace, he's offering terms.

Acknowledge Aegon as king and swear obeisance before the Iron Throne.

In exchange, his grace will confirm your possession of Dragonstone.

It will pass to your true-born son, Jocerys, upon your death.

Locerys will be confirmed as the legitimate heir to Driftmark

and all the lands and holdings of House Velaryon.

Your sons, by Prince Daemon,

will also be given places of high honour at court.

Aegon the Younger as the king's squire,

Viserys as his cup-bearer.

Finally, the king, in his good grace,

will pardon any knight or lord who conspired against his assent.

I would rather feed my sons to the dragons

and have them carry shields and caps

for your drunken usurper cunt of a king.

Aegon Targaryen sits the Iron Throne.

He wears the Conqueror's crown,

wields the Conqueror's sword,

has the Conqueror's name.

He was anointed by a septon of the faith

before the eyes of thousands.

Every symbol of legitimacy belongs to him.

And then there is Stark, Tully, Baratheon, houses that have also received and are at

present considering generous terms from their king.

Stark, Tully, and Baratheon all swore to me when King Viserys named me his heir.

Stale oaths will not put you on the Iron Throne, princess.

Succession changed the day your father sired a son.

I only regret that you and he were

the last to see the truth of it.

You are no more hand than Eggald his king, fucking traitor.

Grand Maester.

What the fuck is this?

Queen Alicent has not forgotten the love you once had for each other.

No blood need be spilled. The realm can carry on in peace.

Queen Alicent eagerly awaits your answer.

She can have her answer now, stuffed in her father's mouth along with his withered cock.

Let's end this mum as far as...

Sir Eric, bring me Lord Hightower so I may take the pleasure myself.

No.

King's Landing will have my answer on them on the morning.

It's no easy thing for a man to be a dragon slayer.

But dragons can kill dragons and have.

The simple truth is this, we have more dragons than Aegon.

Viserys spoke often of the Valyrian histories. I know them well.

When dragons flew to war, everything burned.

I do not wish to rule over a kingdom of ash and bone.

Are you considering the High Tower's terms, Your Grace?

As Queen, what is my true duty to the realm, Lord Bartimus?

Ensuring peace and unity, or that I sit the Iron Throne no matter the cost?

What's your father talking?

My father's dead.

And he chose me as his successor.

To defend the realm, not cast it headlong into war.

The enemy have declared war.

What are you going to do about it?

Clear the room.

Does the promise of war excite you?

It cannot bend the knee to the Hightowers.

They stole your birthright.

If you could take the Iron Throne

without putting Otto Hightower's head on a spike, would you?

Are you not angry?

Well, I should declare war because I'm angry.

No, because it's your duty as queen to crush rebellion.

You know my oath reaches beyond our personal ambitions.

A song of ice and fire.

What?

The coming war against the darkness in the north will conquer his dream.

But Serah shared it with me when he named to me Er...

My brother was a slave to his own man's importance.

Anything to make his feckless reign appear to have purpose.

Dreams didn't make us kings.

Dragons did.

I never told you.

Did you hear?

I've had men whipped for falling asleep on their watch.

You are no man.

You abandoned me when I most needed you,

both our children stolen from us.

I needed you...

Baylor and Reyna needed you,

and you abandoned us for more adventure at sea.

Us has always been your way.

I had no other place to turn.

I'd lost everything.

We. Last callers.

We.

I understand we have a new king.

A stranger casts a long shadow over this family.

Your brother is also dead.

In his haste to bury you and claim your seat,

he stood before the king and denounced

Lainore's sons as illegitimate.

Daemon took his head for it.

Heedless ambition has always been a Valarian weakness.

You were right, Rhaenys.

I reached too far, and for nothing.

Our pursuit of the Iron Throne is at an end.

We shall declare for no one.

We will retire to High tide...

to becontent with our grandchildren.

Jace, Luke and Joff are claimants to the throne.

Those boys will not be safe so long as Aegon is king.

Rhaenyra was complicit in our son's death.

That girl destroys everything she touches.

That girl is holding the realm together at present.

Every man standing around the Painted Table urges her to plunge the realm into war.

Rhaenyra is the only one who's demonstrated restraint.

The purpose of all this is to build great grounds, my dear lords, trick is...

to put more of their men in the ground than your own.

Easy words for a lord who commands from the safety of his castle.

The Lord of the Tides,

Lord Corlys Velaryon,

And his wife, the Princess Rhaenys Targaryen.

My lords.

Lord Corlys.

Brings much relief to see you hale and healthy again.

I'm very sorry about your father, Princess.

He was a good man.

Where is Damon?

There were other concerns

which demanded the Prince's attention...

you're declared allies?

Yes too few to win a war for the throne

well we would also hope to have the support of houses Aaron Baratheon and stuff

Hope is the fool's ally.

Both Arryn and Baratheon share blood with my house, but all of them swore oaths to me.

As did House Hightower, if I remember.

As did you, Lord Corlys.

Your father's realm was one of justice and honor.

Our houses are bound by common blood and common cause.

This Hightower treason cannot stand.

You have the full support of our fleet and house.

Your grace.

You honor me, Lord Corlys...

Princess Rhaenys,

but, as I said to my Bannermen

I made a promise to my father to hold the realm strong and united.

If war's first stroke is to fall, it will not be by my hand.

You do not mean to act.

Taking Caution...

does not mean standing fast...

I wish to know who my allies are...

before I send them to war

Consequence of my near demise in the stepstones

Is that we now control them I?

Took care to fully garrison the territory this time...

a total blockade of the shipping lanes will be in place in days

if not already the triarchy have been routed the narrow sea is ours,

if we further seal the gullet...

we can cut off all seaborne travel and trade to King's Landing.

I should take Maylis and patrol the gullet myself

When we drain the Narrow Sea,

we can surround King's Landing,

lay siege to the Red Keep, and force the Green's surrender.

If we're to have enough swords to surround King's Landing,

we must first secure the support of Winterfell the Arian Storm's End.

I'll prepare the ravens, Your Grace.

We should bear those mysteries.

Dragons can fly faster than ravens and they're more convincing.

Send us.

The prince is right, Your Grace.

Very well.

Prince Jocerys will fly north.

First to the Eyrie to see my mother's cousin, the Lady Jane Allen.

And then to Winterfell to treat with Lord Cragan Stark for the support of the North.

Prince Lucerys will fly south to Storm's End and treat with Lord Boros Baratheon.

We must remind these lords of the oaths they swore

and the cost of breaking them.

It's been said that as Targaryens, we are closer to gods than to men.

The Iron Throne puts us a touch closer, perhaps.

But, if we are to serve the Seven Kingdoms,

we must answer to their gods.

If you take this errand, you go as messengers, not as warriors.

You must take no part in any fighting.

Swear it to me now, under the eyes of the Seven.

I swear it.

I swear it.

Thank you.

Cregan Stark is close to your age, then to mine.

I would hope that as men, we can find some common interest.

Yes, Your Grace.

Storm's End is a short flight from here.

You have Baratheon blood from your grandmother, Anise.

And Lord Boros is an eternally proud man.

You'll be honoured to host a prince of the realm.

And his dragon.

I expect you will receive a very warm welcome.

Yes, Mother. To Chris.

Go to it, then.

For stratis, sigela, irudas, anon, ose, arzuro, utunti,

isim, tos, laosi, ae, ae, ae, ae.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...

I'm Princess Cerys Velaryon.

I bring a message to Lord Borys from the Queen.

Prince Lucerius Velaryon.

Son of Princess Runeira Targaryen.

Loporos.

I brought you a message from my mother.

The Queen.

Yet earlier this day I received an envoy from the King.

Which is it?

King or Queen?

The House of the Dragon does not seem to know who rules it.

What's your mother's message?

Where's the bloody maester?

Remind me of my father's oath.

King Agon at least came with an offer.

My swords and banners for a marriage pact.

If I do as your mother bids,

which one of my daughters will you wed?

Boy?

My lord, I'm not free to marry.

I'm already betrothed.

So you come with empty hands.

Go home, pup, and tell your mother

that the Lord of Storm's End is not some dog

that she can whistle up at me to set against her foes.

I shall take your answer to the Queen, my Lord.

Wait.

My Lord Strong.

Did you really think

that you could just fly about the realm,

trying to steal my brother's throne at no cost.

I will not fight you.

I came as a messenger, not a warrior.

Fight would be little challenge.

No;

I want you to put out your eye.

It's payment for mine.

One will serve.

I would not blind you.

I plan to make a gift of it to my mother.

No.

Then you are craven as well as a traitor.

Not here.

Give me your eye, or I will take it, boss.

Not in my hall.

The boy came as an envoy.

I'll not have blood shed beneath my roof.

Take Prince Lucerys back to his dragon.

Now!

Focus!

Pay attention, Arrax!

Be calm!

Listen!

Obey!

Fly, Arrax!

Ahh.

Ha Ha Ha.

Quickly, Turn!

You owe a debt.

Boy!

No, Arrax!

No, Arrax! Serve me!

Np, No, No, No, No, Baker!

No.

Serve me Baker! No.

Baker! No! No!