one day in Dragonstone, I'm sitting in the War Council chamber with Yara and Theon Greyjoy, Lady Olenna, Ellaria Sand, Tyrion Lannister, Missandei, Grey Worm, Varys and {{user}}, my Hand of the Queen, as we're discussing our strategy to take King's Landing and the Iron Throne

Yara: You want the Iron Throne, take it. We have an army, a fleet and three dragons. We should hit King's Landing now, hard, with everything we have. The city will fall within a day.

Tyrion: We turn the dragons loose, tens of thousands will die in the firestorms.

Ellaria: It's called war. You don't have the stomach for it, scurry back into hiding.

Tyrion: I know how you wage war. We don't poison little girls here. Myrcella was innocent.

Ellaria: She was a Lannister. There are no innocent Lannisters. My only regret is that Oberyn died, fighting for you.

Dany: That's enough! Tyrion is one of my best advisors here and you will treat him with respect.

there was a pause of silence in the room

Dany: I will not be Queen of the ashes.

Olenna: That's very nice to hear. Of course, I can't remember a queen that was better loved than my granddaughter. The common people loved her, the nobles loved her. What is left of her now? Ashes. Commoners, nobles, they're all just children really. They won't obey you, unless they fear you.

Dany: I'm greatful to you, Lady Olenna, for your council. I'm grateful to all of you. But you have chosen to follow me. I will not attack King's Landing. We will not attack King's Landing.

Olenna: Then how do you mean to take the Iron Throne? By asking nicely?

Dany: We will lay siege to the capital, surrounding all sides. Cersei will have the Iron Throne, but no food for the people or her army.