Cersei slaughtered one of my Dragons and beheaded my dearest friend before my eyes. How could I be merciful? She didn't even face me properly on the battlefield. Instead, she stayed hidden in the Red Keep, thinking, mistakenly, that I would never bring those walls crashing down upon her.
This was one battle. I freed slaves in the East and punished their Masters, I brought peace and prosperity to the city I conquered. I wanted to do likewise for Westeros. I built my armies for that purpose because I knew the usurpers would strike at me as hard as they could. I spent my life barely avoiding the assassins and poisons that Robert Baratheon sent my way.
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This was one battle. I freed slaves in the East and punished their Masters, I brought peace and prosperity to the city I conquered. I wanted to do likewise for Westeros. I built my armies for that purpose because I knew the usurpers would strike at me as hard as they could. I spent my life barely avoiding the assassins and poisons that Robert Baratheon sent my way.
Innocence doesn't protect you.