[The shot opens on the endless ocean. Jean flies high above, and the gigantic Balerion flies alongside, with Viserys riding triumphantly, Daenerys squinting against the wind, and Illyrio whose silks are stained. Viserys points]
VISERYS: There!
[A small island comes into sight. The island has a misty grey volcano overlooking a sharply black, gargoyle-dotted, spiky castle with ships in its bay and soldiers frantically moving. Viserys raises his voice]
VISERYS: My lady!
[Jean ignores him. Balerion flies closer, and Viserys glances at Jean, whose eyes remain black. Viserys becomes gleeful]
VISERYS: Tell me the Usurper is visiting Dragonstone today!
[Daenerys raises her voice]
DAENERYS: Brother, there are too few ships for a royal visit.
[Viserys glares over his shoulder]
VISERYS: How dare you speak that way to your king!
[Balerion snorts. Below, the castle of Dragonstone is filling with soldiers on the ramparts who shakily raise bows. Atop Balerion, Viserys chuckles]
VISERYS: I shall want a hot bath and a pleasure slave when we arrive. Home, Dany - home at last!
[Balerion swoops down while Jean hovers high above. The castle garrison tremble and scatter, and only a few arrows scatter off of Balerion's scales. The water around the castle becomes choppy, Balerion's breath blows back ships in the bay, and Viserys, wearing his red and black robes, raises his sword]
VISERYS: It is I, King Viserys of House Targaryen! You will kneel or you will burn!
[Viserys is entirely gleeful. There is fighting from within and outside the castle, and soldiers fight one another. Balerion's wings flap and the soldiers startle out of their skirmish]
VISERYS: Overthrow the Usurper scum! Bow down to your king!
[Balerion opens his mouth and scorches the ships in the bay. The garrison throw down their swords, quivering and on bent knee.]
VISERYS: Oh, yes.