Euron Greyjoy: There's nothing quite like it, is there? The love of the people. Though I suppose you wouldn't know. Jaime Lannister: This same mob spat at my sister not long ago. And if you turn on us, they'll cheer to see your head mounted on a spike. Euron Greyjoy: Or yours. They just like severed heads, really.

Euron Greyjoy: There's nothing quite like it, is there? The love of the people. Though I suppose you wouldn't know. Jaime Lannister: This same mob spat at my sister not long ago. And if you turn on us, they'll cheer to see your head mounted on a spike. Euron Greyjoy: Or yours. They just like severed heads, really.

Euron Greyjoy: There's nothing quite like it, is there? The love of the people. Though I suppose you wouldn't know.
Jaime Lannister: This same mob spat at my sister not long ago. And if you turn on us, they'll cheer to see your head mounted on a spike.
Euron Greyjoy: Or yours. They just like severed heads, really.

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