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Egg being a Targaryen - All Hints (A Knight of the Seven Kingdoms)

By Gereon Kahnwald

Summary

Topics Covered

  • High Birth Trumps Skill in Tournaments
  • Bastards Crushed by Legitimate Might
  • Honor in Lowborn Resourcefulness

Full Transcript

Do you know every night in the seven kingdoms then >> the good ones?

>> Hey, who's that?

>> Prince Valar's [cheering] son.

>> Second enlight.

>> He's the favorite, [music] I'd wager.

>> I'll take that bet, sir.

>> You're Sir Robin Risley.

You're the maddest knight in the Seven Kingdoms. >> I'll have you know Sir Donald of the King's Guard is but the son of a Crabber.

Sir Donald of Daskendale.

>> Yep.

>> His father owns half the crabbing fleets in Westeros.

>> What?

>> How was you not?

>> Like fishing right of first challenge goes to knights of high birth and renown. Are you a knight of high birth

renown. Are you a knight of high birth and renown, sir?

>> Wait. So I I cannot enter the list today.

>> Not today, sir. No, only knights of high birth and renown. Die. Do you blackfire bastard? Oh yeah.

bastard? Oh yeah.

>> Prince B was the first born. Prince make

us sprang out last. Damon was the bastard. So they kicked his bust. Grass

bastard. So they kicked his bust. Grass

is green and summer greenass I adore.

But grass is red all over. When you kill a rebel horses die in battle. This

battle was the front. Black eyes is not a true born. He came from the wrong country was in peril. The anvil was a rock. The hammer smashed the bastard

rock. The hammer smashed the bastard with his giant veining host of dish.

>> O >> my lord.

>> My lord.

>> Lowborn girls say me lord, not my lord.

If you're going to pose as a commoner, you should do it properly.

>> Perhaps it is a story of honor.

>> Honor.

>> A misfortune girl making the best of her natural gifts.

>> One might wish for more.

>> But is this not the act of a dogged spirit giving more than what is asked?

The whole armed bone as it were.

>> Perhaps her name does not matter then.

It's it's her story that abides.

>> Her name is Hopes.

belongs to all who invoke it.

>> Lived Non 60 years and was never a champion.

>> It's bugging my side up.

>> What about breakfast?

>> There's salt beef after you're done.

>> I'd sooner eat the horse. So,

>> I want some hard salt beef.

[cheering] >> Oh, I made I can't eat hard salt beef. I

just eat lovely food and grapes and all the Can't even drink a pine to veil. Yeah,

cuz it's disgusting.

>> It's not disgusting.

>> Yes, it is disgusting.

>> Disgusting.

>> It's disgusting.

>> Hello there. You the stable boy.

>> I want the palray rubbed down. I know

it's for all three. You intend to them?

>> I could. I wanted.

>> Are you an orphan boy?

>> Are you?

>> I was. Did you really ride all the way here in the back of some farmer's wagon?

>> I don't want to talk about it.

>> Did you ever know your father, Egg?

>> No, not really.

>> Most like I saw mine hanged.

>> I'll have no more insulence from you, boy. Should throw you over my horse and

boy. Should throw you over my horse and take you home.

>> You need to ride all the way to King's Landing. You missed the town.

Landing. You missed the town.

>> King's Landing? You from Flea Bottom?

No, >> I >> perhaps the young princes have just been delayed.

>> The prince's sons are missing. You'd

>> be more concerned if it was your son, older.

>> Probably dead.

>> They have only been missing a day.

>> No doubt Sir Roland will turn him up and Agon along with him.

>> Darren's a saw. Aren is just vain and cruel. The third so useless we're going

cruel. The third so useless we're going to ship him off to a citadel to make a mister of him and the youngest.

>> SIT DOWN. You have to come.

>> How'd you do the fire tricks?

>> Oh, >> is it pollen?

>> Yeah, we uh we collected on the way.

>> He's a war horse, not a boy's pony.

>> I could ride him as well as you.

>> Close your insulent mouth for your help.

>> Sulk all you wish. I know you'll scoop it up as soon as I'm gone.

Perhaps I should go back, sir. Check on

the camp.

[cheering and applause] >> [cheering] >> S put me down. S [cheering]

[cheering] >> I saw you earlier with this boy.

>> Yeah. Uh this boy is my squire. Egg.

This is um Raymond Fosway.

>> Good day.

It's great.

>> Will you join me in my tent for a cup of cider?

>> I could wait at the puppet show, sir.

Bring your shield when the performance is over.

>> We make it ourselves.

>> Very well.

[laughter] >> Kill him. [cheering] Kill him.

What's wrong with your hair?

You shall be

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