Viserys is in a tub inside of a tent, being bathed by Doreah.
Doreah: Your Grace?
Viserys Targaryen: Yes, my dear?
Doreah: They call you the last dragon…
Viserys Targaryen: They do.
Doreah: You have dragon’s blood in your veins?
Viserys Targaryen: It’s entirely possible.
Doreah: What happened to the dragons? I was told that brave men killed them all.
Viserys Targaryen: The brave men didn’t kill dragons. The brave men rode them. Rode them from Valyria to build the greatest civilization this world has ever seen. The breath of the greatest dragon forged the Iron Throne, which the Usurper is keeping warm for me. The swords of the vanquished, a thousand of them… melted together like so many candles.
Doreah: I have always wanted to see a dragon. There is nothing in the world that I would rather see.
Viserys Targaryen:Really? Why dragons?
Doreah: They can fly. And wherever they are, just a few flaps of their wings and they’re somewhere else… Far away. And they can kill. Anyone or anything that tries to hurt them gets burned away to nothing… melted… like so many candles. Seeing a dragon would make me very happy.
Viserys Targaryen: Well, after 15 years in a pleasure house, I imagine just seeing the sky makes you happy.
Doreah: I was not locked in. I have seen things.
Viserys Targaryen: What have you seen?
Doreah: I’ve seen… A man from Asshai with a dagger of real dragonglass. I’ve seen a man who could change his face the way that other men change their clothes. And I’ve seen a pirate who wore his weight in gold and whose ship had sails of colored silk. So… Have you seen one?
Viserys Targaryen: A pirate ship?
Doreah: A dragon.
Viserys Targaryen: No, the last one died many years before I was born. I’ll tell you what I have seen : their skulls. They used to decorate the throne room in the Red Keep. When I was very young, just 3 or 4, my father used to walk me down the rows and I’d recite their names for him. When I got them all right, he’d give me a sweet. The ones closest to the door were the last ones they were able to hatch and they were all stunted and wrong. Skulls no bigger than dog skulls. But as you got closer to the Iron Throne… They got bigger and bigger and bigger. There was Ghiscar and Valryon, Vermithrax, Essovius, Archonel, Meraxes, Vhagar… And Balerion the Dread… whose fire forged the Seven Kingdoms into one.
Doreah: What happened to the skulls?
Viserys Targaryen: I don’t know. The Usurper had them smashed to powder, I expect. Scattered to the wind.
Doreah: That’s very sad.
Viserys Targaryen: Yes, it is. What did I buy you for? To make me sad?
Doreah: No, your Grace. To teach your sister.
Viserys Targaryen: To teach my sister how to be a better lover? You think I bought you to make Khal Drogo happy? You pretty little idiot. Go on then. Get on with it.