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My queen.
What are you doing?
Praying.
You're perfect, aren't you?
Praying.
What are you praying for?
For the gods to have mercy on us all.
Oh.
On all of us?
-Yes, Your Grace. -Even me?
Of course, Your Grace.
Even Joffrey?
-Joffrey is my -Oh, shut up, you little fool.
Praying to the gods to have mercy on us all.
The gods have no mercy. That's why they're gods.
My father told me that when he caught me praying.
My mother had just died, you see.
l didn't really understand the concept of death, the finality of it.
l thought that if l prayed very, very hard,
the gods would return my mother to me. l was four.
Your father doesn't believe in the gods?
He believes in them, he just doesn't like them very much.
One for her.
Here.
Sit.
Drink.
Not like that. Drink, girl.
l should have been born a man.
l'd rather face a thousand swords
than be shut up inside with this flock of frightened hens.
They are your guests under your protection. You asked them here.
lt was expected of me,
as it will be of you if you ever become Joffrey's queen.
lf my wretched brother should somehow prevail,
these hens will return to their ***
and crow of how my courage inspired them,
lifted their spirits.
And if the city should fall?
You'd like that, wouldn't you?
The Red Keep should hold for a time,
long enough for me to go to the walls and yield to Lord Stannis in person.
lf it were anyone else outside those gates,
l might have hoped for a private audience,
but this is Stannis Baratheon.
l'd have a better chance of seducing his horse.
Have l shocked you, little dove?
Tears aren't a woman's only weapon.
The best one's between your legs.
Learn how to use it. Drink.
Do you have any notion of what happens when a city is sacked?
No, you wouldn't, would you?
lf the city falls, these fine women
should be in for a bit of a ***.
Half of them will have *** in their bellies come the morning.
You'll be glad of your red flower then.
When a man's blood is up, anything with *** looks good.
A precious thing like you will look very, very good.
A slice of cake
just waiting to be eaten.
-More pressure!