If war’s first stroke is to fall, it will not be by my hand.
I’m next in line to the throne. Should they come looking for me, I intend to be found.[to Criston Cole]
I would rather feed my sons to the dragons than have them carry shields and cups for your drunken, usurper c**t of a king.[to Otto]
I will never be a son.[in High Valyrian]
I promise you, in time, you and I together will prevail.[to Alicent]
I may have lost an eye, but I gained a dragon.
I may be the Princess of Dragonstone, but I am toothless.[to Criston]
I imagine even dragons get lonely.
I did waver at one time. But I swear to you now, on your mother’s memory, you will not be supplanted.[to Rhaenyra]
How sweetly the fox speaks when it’s been cornered by the hounds.
Hope is the fool’s ally.
Heedless ambition has always been a Velaryon weakness.
