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Daughter of Oberyn Martell.
(wind whistling)
They are lies.
We never stop playing.
(bowl scrapes)
Do you think it's wise, Your Grace,
You wouldn't risk a single Lannister soldier
(whimpers)
First we have to conquer the world.
All right, let's assume your dreams come true.
And, well, that was boring.
You stay here, Reek.
(labored breathing)
Drop your weapons.
You're so beautiful,
I was dying.
No point hiding anymore.
Game?
No one.
To my shame, I failed you.
(shouting) Tommen!
(sighs)
You tried already. You failed.
But she is ready to become someone else.
What are you doing here? How did you get here?
Get back to work.
What others?
(sighs)
(Sansa crying)
They wrote songs about him.
And if you succeed?
When I asked him about his men,
I found out.
Still, I pity her son.
I killed a Dothraki bloodrider in single combat.
- (knocks on door) - Yes?
Yeah, that or a galley slave.