How fares your grandsire?[Daemon Targaryen]Sadly, he remains incapacitated. He lies in a kind of waking sleep, unable to do much more than take meager drink. It is barely enough to sustain him.[Oscar Tully]So, he’s alive?[Daemon Targaryen]Yes, gods be good.[Oscar Tully]Well, my time is short and I have need of an army. Perhaps you might place a feather pillow over his head and speed along your inheritance?[Daemon Targaryen]
