Swear this to me Varys, if you ever think I'm failing the people, you won't conspire behind my back. You'll look me in the eye as you have done today, and you'll tell me how I'm failing them
All men must die. But we are not men
When Dothraki are defeated in combat, they cut off their braid, so the whole world can see their shame.
I offer you a choice, bend the knee and join me. Together we will leave the world a better place than we found it. Or refuse and die.