O: "The last time I was in the capital was many years ago.
Another wedding. My sister Elia and Rhaegar Targaryen, the Last Dragon.
My sister loved him, she bore his children, swaddled them, rocked them,
fed them at her own breast. Elia wouldn’t let the wet nurse touch them.
And beautiful, noble Rhaegar Targaryen left her for another woman.
That started a war and the war ended right here when your father’s army took the city… and butchered those children. My nephew and niece. Carved them up and wrapped them in Lannister cloaks.
And my sister, you know what they did to her?
I’m asking you a question”.
T: "I’ve heard rumors".
O: "So have I. The one I keep hearing is that Gregor Clegane the Mountain raped Elia and split her in half with his great sword".
T: “I wasn’t there. I don’t know what happened”.
O: “If the Mountain killed my sister, your father gave the order.
Tell your father I’m here. And tell him the Lannisters aren’t the only ones who pay their debts”.