Robert is dead and a bastard pretender soils my throne while the realm fills with schemers and traitors. But the rightful king is coming for them all. And l will not stop until l have scoured this land clean of abomination
It is customary to kneel when surrendering to a king
Joffrey, Renly, Robb Stark, they are all thieves
I'll offer them their lives and their freedom, if Mance kneels before me and swears his loyalty