[Back when Aegon and his sisters were conquering Westeros, only Torrhen Stark had been smart enough to bend the knee. Many of the other kings had died, and some had taken their lines with them. Maybe they had never seen what a dragon can do, before the Field of Fire. Maybe they hadn’t understood. Before walking into Daenerys’s dream, Jon’s own understanding of dragons had been a distant thing, with no real grasp of their size or their heat. Having seen a mammoth didn’t come close to preparing him for it.
He isn’t sure what else to say to Daenerys. The Lannister armies will suffer for their lords’ folly — the way it always is.]
I hope they throw down their swords. They are smallfolk. They don’t have to give their lives for Cersei.
Daenerys, what are you doing right now? Come down to Red Wings, if it suits you. I’ll give you a cup of wine if you want it.
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He isn’t sure what else to say to Daenerys. The Lannister armies will suffer for their lords’ folly — the way it always is.]
I hope they throw down their swords. They are smallfolk. They don’t have to give their lives for Cersei.
Daenerys, what are you doing right now? Come down to Red Wings, if it suits you. I’ll give you a cup of wine if you want it.