- Episodio 8 - La Casa Del Dragon Temporada 2

Rhaenyra waits on the beach. The tide brings in wreckage: a broken saddle, a torn cloak, and Caraxes—dying, beached, whimpering like a wounded hound. The dragon looks at her once, then closes its eyes.

The air smells of rain and rust. DAEMON TARGARYEN stands alone in the God’s Eye tower, his hand pressed against the bleeding, carved weirwood tree. His vision blurs—not from fatigue, but from the trance he can no longer escape. La Casa del Dragon Temporada 2 - Episodio 8

Daemon gasps. The tree’s sap runs black over his fingers. For the first time, he does not rage. He simply walks down the stairs. Rhaenyra waits on the beach

“She thinks she has won,” Aegon whispers. “Let her come. I will give her a throne of ashes.” The air smells of rain and rust

Aegon speaks, his voice a rasp: “Rhaenyra has Harrenhal. She has the Riverlands. She has the North. And what do I have? A dragon that cannot fly and a brother who smiles while I rot.”