A scene from “Unfinished Business”

Rhaenyra: Dark rumors are hunting us, Laenor. They nip at our heels. Questions about our sons' parentage. Vile, disgusting insinuations.

Laenor: Insinuations, are they?

Rhaenyra: They are our sons! Yours and mine. And their true father will not abandon them now to go carousing through the Narrow Sea, waggling his sword and winking at his sailors.

Laenor: I am a knight and a warrior. And I have played my part here, faithfully, for ten years. I am owed some...

Rhaenyra: You are owed nothing! For ten years, you have indulged yourself at court, bought the finest horses, drunk the rarest of wines, fսckеd the lustiest boys. This was our agreement. I have not begrudged you. But you do not desert your post when the storm lashes.

Laenor: The wise sailor flees the storm as it gathers.

Rhaenyra: Very well then. I command you. As your Princess and the heir to the throne, you are commanded to remain in King's Landing and at my side.