Bishop: [toasting the princes] To the new King of Stormhold. Whichever of you fine fellows it might be.

[they acknowledge him and sip their grog. The Bishop chokes and collapses forward, dead]

Tertius: Hmm.

[Tertius chortles nervously as they eye each other suspiciously; his eyes suddenly open wide; he chokes and fa...

Septimus: [to Primus] You!

[Septimus clutches his throat and chokes, falling backward onto floor; Primus smiles, incredulous, picks up th...