"Get out!"
"If you don't want anything to happen to the child in my belly, don't ever show your face before me again."
"Every time I see that ugly face of yours, I'm so sick I can't eat for days!"
Under the care of the frail maid, Laena's health had actually improved considerably. But to lull Borros into complacency, she deliberately continued to act weak and listless.
"You're pregnant already!"
"You should have said so sooner! Since you're pregnant, of course I won't bother you anymore!"
"Hahaha! Don't worry. Once the child is born, I'll ride the Three-Headed Great Dragon, seize King's Landing, and give it to you and our son as a gift!"
"Hmph! You think you can take King's Landing without help from my mother and me? Dream on!"
Borros paid no heed whatsoever to Laena's mockery. Instead, he was utterly immersed in his smug delight at the success of his scheme.
"Your brother is dead! Our son will be House Velaryon's only legitimate heir. Who else can you help if not me?"
"I know you despise how ugly I am now. But before I was burned, I was a strong, strapping man! Even now, I won't deprive you of a woman's pleasures!"
"Get out!"
"All right, all right! I'll go. Just focus on taking care of the baby!"
"I'll bring you more nourishing food tomorrow!"
"Hahaha!"
As Borros left, he happened to encounter the frail maid bringing Laena fish soup.
"A little scrawny, but you've got a pretty face!"
With that, Borros seized the poor girl without giving her any say and dragged her toward his room.
"Don't... please don't do this, my lord!"
"I still have to bring Lady Laena her fish soup!"
"There's no hurry! Satisfy your lord first. You can serve your lady afterward!"