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King Robert wanted her dead.
Of course he wanted her dead.
She's a Targaryen. The last Targaryen.
I suppose no one on the small council could speak sense to him.
- I didn't sit on the small council. - No?
Doesn't the Lord Commander of the Kingsguard traditionally
Traditionally, yes, but I killed a dozen
of Robert's friends during his rebellion.
He didn't want advice on how to govern
from a man who had fought for the Mad King.
Can't say I minded much.
I always hated the politics.
Yeah, I imagine I would, too.
Hours spent jabbering about backstabbings
- and betrayals the world over. - Mm-hmm.
Still, she'll have to wade through that muck
if she wants to rule the Seven Kingdoms.
She'll have good men around her to advise her,
men with experience.
Which men do you have in mind?
Forgive me, Ser Jorah, for what I'm about to say,
but your reputation in Westeros has suffered over the years.
It suffered for a reason.
I sold men into slavery.
I don't know if your presence by her side
will help our cause when we go home.
Our cause?
Forgive me, Ser Barristan, but I was busy
defending the khaleesi against King Robert's assassins
while you were still bowing to the man.
We both want her to rule. Am I wrong?
You only joined us a few days ago.
I can't speak to your intentions.
If we're truly her loyal servants,
we will do whatever needs to be done,
no matter the cost, no matter our pride.
You're not Lord Commander here.
You're just another exile.
And I take my orders from the queen.