— Question. Would you die for me?
— Yes.
— That's too easy. Would you... Would you live for me?
— Yes
— Careful. Do not say this oath thoughtlessly. Desire becomes surrender. Surrender becomes power. You want this?
— I do.
— Say it. Say it. Say it. Pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty...
— Please.
— God, you're so... Good.
You want to lead one day? Then learn how to follow.
— Listen. I don't know who you are or where you came from... but from now on, you do as I tell you, okay?
— Look, Your Worshipfulness, let's get one thing straight. I take orders from just one person... me.
— It's a wonder you're still alive.
— You're just a soldier, aren't you? You take your orders and you carry on. I suppose it makes sense. Your older brother was trained to lead and you were trained to follow.
— I was also trained to kill my enemies, Your Grace.