The policeman wore two hats, having an administrative role as well as patrolling the beat.

And to the fella over there / With the hella good hair / Won't you come on over, baby / We can shake, shake, shake

And when the princely Perſean Diadem, / Shall ouerweigh his wearie witleſſe head, / And fall like mellowed fruit, with ſhakes of death, / In faire Perſea noble Tamburlain / Shall be my Regent, and remaine as King: […]

I’ve had my doubts about Daenerys’ ability to rule, inspired in part by the quagmire in Meereen. Still, this feels like a precipitous decline. The queen of sobriquets has always been power hungry.