As the heir to Highgarden, Alester Tyrell embodies the virtues of nobility and justice. Fiercely loyal to his family, he stands as a beacon of honor in a realm fraught with treachery. But the path to preserving the Tyrell legacy is paved with perilo...
Daenerys is entering Vaes Dothrak with the horde. A mounted Bloodrider ushers her onward with a nudge of his foot.
BLOODRIDER: "(speaking Dothraki) Hey, Great Khalessi. Move your ass."
Daenerys approaches a domed structure. Khal Moro and two of his Bloodriders are waiting for her atop their horses.
KHAL MORO: "Welcome home, Khaleesi."
Another Bloodrider ushers her into the building. Inside, Daenerys stands in front of a platform atop which a middle-aged Dothraki woman is standing. A group of younger Dothraki women encircle her. They speak in Dothraki.
DOTHRAKI WOMAN: "Go."
The Bloodriders who ushered Daenerys in exit. The older Dothraki woman nods to the younger women, who swarm Dany and remove all of her clothing.
DAENERYS: "What are you doing?! Take your hands off me! I will have your heads!"
One of the younger women approaches her with a simple brown garment, which the Targaryen takes and wears.
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DAENERYS: "You have made a mistake. One you will regret. I am the wife of the Great Khal."
DOTHRAKI MATRON: "We know who you are. I remember you eating the stallion's heart. Why didn't you come to us after Khal Drogo died?"
DAENERYS: "Because I am Daenerys Stormborn, the breaker of chains, the Queen of Meereen and the mother of Dragons. My place is not here with you."
DOTHRAKI MATRON: "You were the wife of the Great Khal. You thought he would conquer the world with you at his side. He didn't. I was the wife of the Great Khal. Khal Savo. I thought he would conquer the world with me at his side. You're young. We were all young once. But we all understand the way things are. You will learn as well, if you are fortunate enough to stay with us."
DAENERYS: "Where else would I go? Every Khaleesi becomes Dosh Khaleen."
DOTHRAKI MATRON: "Yes. Immediately after the death of their Khal. But you went out into the world. That is forbidden. All the Khalasars have returned for the Khalar Vezhven. They will decide which cities will be sacked and which tribes will be enslaved. And now they must decide what to do with Khal Drogo's silver haired widow. With luck, your place will be here with us, Mother of Dragons. It is the best you can hope for, now."
MEEREEN GREAT PYRAMID - THRONE ROOM
Varys is sitting on the steps of the throne, fanning himself. Several Unsullied stand around the perimeters of the room.
VARYS: "(to an Unsullied) I don't know how you stand it in all that leather."
Two Unsullied usher a woman into the room.
VARYS: "If we could have the room."
All the Unsullied guard's exit.
VARYS: "You look lovely today, my dear. You really do. How you climbed all those steps without breaking a sweat."
WOMAN: "If you're going to torture me, just call them back and get on with it."
VARYS: "I am not a torturer."
He stands.
VARYS: "Though it so often is what people deserve."
He approaches the woman.
VARYS: "And it does provide answers. But they're usually the wrong answers. My job is to find the right answers. Do you know how I do that? I do it by making people happy. I'd like to make you happy, Vala. That's your name, isn't it, Vala?"
She looks away. Varys chuckles.
VARYS: "That's all right. I know who you are and what you've done. You've done a lot. You've sacrificed your body for a cause, which is more than most people do. And you've helped the Sons of the Harpy murder the Unsullied and the Second Sons."
VALA: "The Unsullied and the Second Songs are foreign soldiers brought here by a foreign queen to destroy our city and our history."
VARYS: "I understand. Well, that makes perfect sense from your perspective. I have a different perspective, of course. I think it's important that you try to see things from my perspective just as I will try to see them from yours. Because that is the only way that I can make you and Dom happy. That is how you pronounce it -- Dom? I'm afraid I don't really speak the language. Such a handsome boy. Those big, brown eyes. Good luck keeping the ladies away."
VALA: "Yes, you're a true liberator, aren't you? You won't torture me; you'll just threaten my son."
VARYS: "Children are blameless. I have never hurt them. Your boy is in no immediate danger, this I swear to you. But between us, dear, you did conspire to kill the queen's soldiers. We both know the penalty for that crime. How will poor Dom get on without his mother? And with his breathing problem."
VALA: "If I tell you anything, they'll kill me. So either you kill me, or they do."
VARYS: "Yes, from your perspective, this is a problem. There is a third option, though. A ship leaving tomorrow for Pentos. I've already booked passage for a woman and her young son. I'll even throw in a bag of silver to help you start again."
Varys kicks a large brown bag at his feet.
VARYS: "Though I'm afraid we'll have to ask one of our leather-clad friends back in to carry it. Far too heavy for me. The boat sails at dawn. You need to decide now. A new life for you and Dom or..."
