[Speaks Dothraki] *Me vos ador. Me...me...* it's not a chair. It's a...

You honour me, ser.

The honour... the honour is all mine.

King Robert still wants me dead.

Can't you help me make him understand?

If you sailed all the way to the Basilisk Isles,

see if he has any letters for me.

Forgive me, Khaleesi, but your ancestor Aegon the Conqueror

Let me give you a cask. A... A gift.

[Speaks Dothraki] * Me zigeree sajosoon disse.* He only needs a steed.

I thought he'd leave me alone now that my brother is gone.

Tell me that that is not the finest wine that has ever touched your tongue.

[Speaks Dothraki] *Fin allayafa shafka drogikhoon anni, me shafki.* Choose any horse you wish, it is yours.

[Speaks Dothraki] *At lekhi ma shafka ahakee yal hakesoon anni.* One taste and you'll name your first child after me.

nectar of the gods.

You have the honour of addressing Daenerys of the House Targaryen,

Khaleesi of the Riding Men and Princess of the Seven Kingdoms.

And what of my wrath, Lord Stark?

I'm afraid I am not worthy of the vintage.

[Speaks Dothraki] *Zhey jalan atthirari anni.* Moon of my life.