The best Quotes by Reggio Haratis

Your family has dragons. They're a power man should never have trifled with.

There is no war so hateful to the gods as a war between kin, and no war so bloody as a war between dragons.

The war will be fought, many will die, and the victor will eventually ascend the Throne.

Anyone whose tongue dares to question the birth of Princess Rhaenyra's sons should have it removed.

What is this brief mortal life if not the pursuit of legacy?

You may know what is the right thing to be done, but love stays the hand. Love is a downfall. Best to make your way through life unencumbered.

You may do as you wish, husband, when I am cold in my grave.

He was no dragon. Fire cannot kill a dragon.

Fairy tales do not tell children the dragons exist. Children already know that dragons exist. Fairy tales tell children the dragons can be killed.

What do you get when a dragon sneezes? Out of the way.

The truth does not matter, Rhaenyra. Only perception.

Otto: "What do you make of Lord Jason's proposal?"
Viserys: "That man's pride has pride."

I did not decide to name Rhaenyra my heir on a whim. All the lord of the kingdom would do well to remember that.

Harwin Strong: "You're asleep in front of the Commander of the City Watch. Terrible lack of respect."
Rhaenyra: "A certain insolence runs in the family, I'm afraid."

Viserys: "I do hope the labor was easy."
Rhaenyra: "I think I called the midwife a c*nt."

We perform our duty to our fathers and to the realm. And when it's done each of us dines as we see fit.

Gods. Kings. Fire. And blood. Dreams didn't make us kings. Dragons did.

Mysaria: "I ensured long ago that I would never be threatened by childbirth."
Daemon: "Good. Children can be such irritating creatures."

It was never my brother's strongest trait. Being King.

To elude a storm, you can either sail into it, or around it. But you must never await its coming.

History does not remember blood. It remembers names.

What is this brief, mortal life... if not the pursuit of legacy?

These knights are as green as summer grass. None have known real war. Their lords sent them to the tourney field with fists full of steel and balls full of seed and we expect them to act with honor and grace.

Men would sooner put the realm to the torch than see a woman ascend the Iron Throne.

Rhaenyra's succession will be challenged. Knives will come out.

Is it not better to live in peace than to have songs sung after you are dead?

You sit upon the highest seat in the realm, Your Grace. Proud men don't like having to look up.

If order and stability so concerns this council, then perhaps we shouldn't break 100 years of it by naming a girl heir.

Rhaenyra: "I endured it for as long as I could."
Alicent: "To have every young knight and lord in the Seven Kingdoms fawning over you? What misery."

Alicent: "Syrax is growing quickly. She'll soon be as large as Caraxes."
Rhaenyra: "That's almost large enough to saddle two."
Alicent: "I believe I'm quite content as a spectator, thank you."

When one is never invited to speak one learns instead to... observe.

What are children, but a weakness? A folly? A futility? Through them, you imagine you cheat the great darkness of its victory. You will persist forever, in some form or another. As if they will keep you from the dust.

Meat without wine is also a sin.

You do understand nothing will cause the babe to grow a c-ck if it does not already possess one?

Rhaenyra: "I'd rather serve as a knight and ride to battle and glory."
Rhaenys: "We have royal wombs, you and I. The childbed is our battlefield."

After this miserable pregnancy, I wouldn't be surprised if I hatched an actual dragon.

I'll caution you, Lord Corlys, a seat at the King's table does not make you his equal.

A loyal hand must tell his King a discomforting truth from time to time, Your Grace. If he doesn't he's failed as a servant.

I didn't come into your service wanting gold. Or power. Or station. I came to you to be liberated.

This is why men wage war. Because women would never be ready for the battle in time.

Rhaenyra: "You do not desert your post when the storm lashes."
Laenor: "The wise sailor flees the storm as it gathers."

Lip: "Hey, whoa. You really think they deserve your hard-earned money for that service?"
Frank: "Dine and dash?"
Lip: "Bite and bolt."
Frank: "Eat it and beat it?"