When I was a young man, I heard a story about a baby born during the worst storm in living memory. She had no wealth, no lands, no army… only a name. It’s done, Your Grace. The Targaryens are gone. Not all of them. She was eventually sold off to some warlord on the edge of the world and that appeared to be that. And then a few years later, the most well-informed person I knew, told me that this girl without wealth, lands, or armies had somehow acquired all three in a very short span of time. Khaleesi! It’s too hot, My Lady. Along with three dragons. He thought she was our best, last chance to build a better world. The Seven Kingdoms need someone stronger than Tommen, but gentler than Stannis. Soon you will cross the Narrow Sea and take back your father’s throne. My brother will never take back the Seven Kingdoms. A ruler loved by millions, with a powerful army and the right family name. He couldn’t lead an army even if my husband gave him one. Good luck finding him. Who said anything about “him”? Welcome home, Daenerys Stormborn. This is not my home. This is not my home. Have patience, Khaleesi. We have to go home. We will go home, I promise you. I want us both, to go home, but they took it from us. So tell me, sweet sister, how do we go home? We go home with an army. I am a Khaleesi of the Dothraki Not a Queen… A Khaleesi. I am Daenerys Stormborn, of House Targaryen, of the Blood of Old Valyria. I am the Dragon’s daughter. You’ll have a true khalasar when you’ll prove yourself strong and not before. And I swear to you, that those who would harm you will die screaming. I beg you, please! Dany, please! Dracarys. You’ve made thousands of enemies all across the world. As soon as they see weakness, they’ll attack. The Lords of Westeros are sheep. Are you a sheep? No. Show your strength… here… now. You’re a dragon. Be a dragon. Dracarys. You have your armies, you have your ships, you have your dragons. You’re in the Great Game now… And the Great Game is terrifying. Should we begin? I offer you a choice. They can live in my new world, or they can die in their old one. Reject this gift, and I shall show you no mercy. I will answer injustice with justice. I only want– What do you want? Tell me. To see you on the Iron Throne. Why? You have a good claim. A title. A birthright. But you have something more than that. Here, drink. She refuses to leave until the freedom of the former slaves is secure. You may cover it up and deny it, but you have a gentle heart. She sounds like quite a woman. Thank you. Thank you, Your Grace. You would not only be respected and feared, you would be loved. You want to please the Mother of Dragons. I love you. You love her. Someone who can rule and should rule centuries come and go without a person like that coming into the world. Will you betray her again, Jorah the Andal? Do not walk away from your Queen, Jorah the Andal. Never. There are times when I look at you and I still can’t believe you’re real. How did a slave girl come to advise Daenerys Targaryen? She bought me from my Master and set me free. I see the faces of slaves. I free you. Take off your collars. Go if you wish, no one will stop you. I serve my Queen because I want to serve my Queen. My sword is yours, my life is yours. Khaleesi. My heart is yours. Because I believe in her. You believe in her ? I believe in you. With all my heart. All of us who came with her from Essos, we believe in her. Mhysa. She is not our Queen because she’s the daughter of some King we never knew. She is the Queen we choose. What does it mean? It is Old Ghiscari Khaleesi. It means mother. Valar Morghulis. Yes, all men must die. But we are not men. Do I have your support? You have mine. How about my Queen? My Queen. Dorne is with you, Your Grace. You stand in the presence of Daenerys Stormborn of House Targaryen. What do you want? What is it you want? My birthright. The Seven Kingdoms of Westeros. Rightful heir to the Iron Throne. I take what is mine. Rightful Queen of the Andals and the First Men, Protector of the Seven Kingdoms, The Iron Throne is mine and I will take it. The Mother of Dragons. You’re a Targaryen, you’re the Mother of dragons. I was born to rule the Seven Kingdoms, and I will. The Khaleesi of the Great Grass Sea, All my life I’ve known one goal, the Iron Throne. Throne. The Unburnt, the Breaker of Chains. You’ll get that throne you want so badly I’m sure of it. I hope it brings you happiness. If you want to sit on the throne your ancestors built, you must win it. That will mean blood on your hands before the thing is done. The blood of my enemies, not the blood of innocents. I am a Queen, not a butcher. They won’t obey you, unless they fear you. All rulers are either butchers or meat. I have seen you listen to your councilors. I have seen you lean on their experience when your own was lacking. And I have seen you ignore your councilors. You told me to do nothing before and I listened to you. Because there was a better choice. I’m not doing nothing again. We are going to destroy the Night King and his army. And we’ll do it together. You have my word. We will bring peace back to Westeros. Dracarys. Together we will leave the world a better place than we found it. Everywhere she goes, evil men die The city is yours, my Queen. and we cheer her for it. Enough with the clever plans. I have three large dragons, I’m going to fly them to the Red Keep. The longer I leave my enemies alone, the stronger they become. Your reign is over. I will set their fleets afire, kill every last one of their soldiers and return their cities to the dirt. My reign has just begun. That, is my plan. She grows more powerful and more sure that she is right. The Mad King gave his enemies the justice he thought they deserved Dracarys. And each time, it made him feel powerful, and right, until the very end. She believes her destiny is to build a better world for everyone. In all Seven Kingdoms… To the Dragon Queen! Long may she reign! Men will live without fear and cruelty. Under their rightful Queen. If it weren’t for you… It would make you the last male heir of House Targaryen. You’d have a claim to the Iron Throne. Swear your brother and Samwell Tarly to secrecy, and tell no one else. Tyrion. Or it will take on a life of its own and you won’t be able to control it, or what it does to people. I beg you, Your Grace… I’ve never begged for anything… Do not destroy the city you came to save. But I am begging you. Do not become what you have always struggled to defeat. Don’t do this… Please… No one can survive in this world without help. No one. I’ll stand guard outside your door tonight, Your Grace. We all guard tonight. She shouldn’t be alone. She’s alone. No family to guide her, or protect her. You know I would die for you. I will never abandon you. I am sworn to protect you, to serve. Viserion? They are my children… Rhaegal? And they are the only children I will ever have. Dracarys! She died alone, she died for me and I couldn’t protect her. You don’t want to wake the dragon, do you? I saw them gathered around you. I saw the way they looked at you. I know that look. They love her. Several people have looked at me that way, but never here. Never on this side of the sea. She trusted you to spread secrets that could destroy your own Queen, and you did not let her down I don’t have love here. Next time you fail me, will be the last time you fail me. I only have fear. A Targaryen… Alright then. Alone in the world. Let it be fear. It’s a terrible thing. Do you know what kept me standing through all those years in exile? Faith. In myself. In Daenerys Targaryen. Have you been down there? What have you done? Have you seen… children? Little children, burnt! I’m here to free the world from tyrants. That is my destiny. And I will serve it, no matter the cost. It’s not easy to see something that’s never been before. The good in the world. How d’you know it’ll be good? Because I know what is good. Be with me. Build the new world with me.
We do it together. We break the wheel, together. You are my Queen. Now, and always. He loved her. Love is the death of duty. And she loved him. Sometimes… Duty is the death of love. Lannister, Targaryen, Baratheon, Stark, Tyrell… They’re all just spokes on a wheel. This one’s on top, then that one’s on top, and on and on it spins, crushing those on the ground. It’s a beautiful dream, stopping the wheel. You’re not the first person who’s ever dreamt of it. I’m no ordinary woman! My dreams come true! I’m not going to stop the wheel. Mhysa! Mhysa! Blood of my blood. I’m going to break the wheel. She’s a girl who walked into a fire with three stones and walked out with three dragons. How could she not believe in destiny?