You do not owe me your freedom. I cannot giνe it to you. Your freedom is not mine to giνe. It belongs to you and you alone. If you want it back, you must take it for yourselνes.
When my dragons are grown, we will take back what was stolen from me and destroy those who have wronged me. We will lay waste to armies and burn cities to the ground.
— I offered water to a slave dying on the Walk of Punishment. Do you know what he said to me? "Let me die."
— There are no masters in the grave, Your Grace.
I do not respect the tradition of human cockfighting.
— So what would you have me do?
— Nothing. Sometimes nothing is the hardest thing to do.
