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Addam of Hull soon proved to have sea salt in his blood. HOUSE OF THE DRAGON COUNTDOWN TO SEASON 3 day 7 ➝ dragonseeds

When Quentyn turned to face Aegon, there was an unnatural calm and an unbearable sadness on his face. As Aegon muttered quick phrases in High Valyrian to bring Toad under control, Quentyn spun his blades in his hands and took a deep breath. He offered Aegon the same sad smile that Daemon and Sylva had, and panic rushed through Aegon as he understood what his cousin intended to do. “Quentyn, come on.” Aegon offered him a hand, though his fingers trembled. “We need to get out of here now.” “Toad can only take one, Aegon.” Quentyn’s voice was matter-of-fact, a quiet acceptance resonating in his words that Aegon wanted to shake out of him. “We wouldn’t move fast enough. We would be shot out of the sky.” “What the fuck are you doing?” Tears streamed down Aegon’s cheeks as he searched his cousin’s face for something he could not find. “No, Quentyn. I promised you. I promised you that we were going home.”

HOUSE OF THE DRAGON S03E05 - “Unbowed and Unbent”

do NOT touch ma boi

I bore Viserys three Targaryens. But with the last, my last… I wanted him to be a Hightower.

Criston also lost the last remaining shred of his will to live when he thought Aemond, the boy he helped Alicent raise who turned out so much like him (is there any point in being ashamed?), abandoned him like a lowly servant instead of the only father he’d ever had (or is he already dead?). Gwayne meanwhile gets to go home to his own surrogate son, Aemond’s little brother who is so much like Gwayne. Did Criston know that? Did they ever talk about the boys they raised to be so unlike their real father, who could not be bothered to so much as look at them? Did Criston resent him for being a real part of the family unit, not the attack dog, not the servant, not the shameful secret but someone who can publicly kiss Alicent’s hand and be asked after by the boy he helped raise? (She has not given him leave to speak her name). Here is another Hightower offering him a warm place at the foot of their high seat, with that smiling little grimace that he recognizes as them keeping their word for their own honor’s sake and because they think it’s the right thing but not because they want him around as a real person. Maybe he hates them and he forgives them in the same breath.

Freddie Fox as Gwayne Hightower HOUSE OF THE DRAGON | 3.05

“Mysaria has such strong instincts, because she is such a survivor, as she’s had to rely on them. So when this happens there’s something about it and Daemon’s demeanour which doesn’t sit well with her” — SONOYA MIZUNO

“Princess.” Ormund inclined his head, hands clasped behind his back. “Does your condition trouble you?” “No more than it does any other woman, I would say.” Maelora sometimes hoped that rubbing her bump might soothe the child within, but the kicking was ceaseless. “It’s been some time since a Targaryen married into House Hightower.” Ormund mused, his fingers rising to toy with silver pomander strung around his neck. Maelora wondered how hard she would have to yank it to rip it off his neck. The thought appealed to her, for she had already decided she didn’t much like Ormund and whatever hidden agenda had caused him to dog her steps into the hallway. Maelora recalled the last time that a Targaryen had wed a Hightower, as she was absolutely certain Ormund did. Maegor the Cruel had taken Ceryse Hightower to wife, only to later discard her when their marriage bore no fruit. Maelora’s own marriage was not cursed the same, the evidence of success in the roundness of her belly.