The whole fandom after watching that shitstorm and realizing we’ve wasted years on a show thats fucked up all the characters and their development in two episodes for shock value
He knew he shouldn’t complain, but as he walked down the halls of the keep, Davos Seaworth found himself sweating. It was a known tale that the hot springs underneath Winterfell kept the stones cool to the touch yet the air was as warm as a spring day. Yet, as he walked with his layers and furs, the air felt a little too hot for the old smuggler’s soul.
‘I should have taken these damn rags off when I had the chance.’ He mused to himself as he continued his trek towards the library. In truth, he liked the number of layers he wore, it served as an armor, a shield from the biting cold the northern lands were known for. When he was up in the Wall, before Jon Snow had been betrayed and Shireen was still alive, he had rather liked the breeze that ran within Castle Black. His black layers had protected him then, the color of the Night’s Watch meant to keep in the body’s internal heat. It was the color of Jon Snow, although grey was his eyes.
The deeper he went into the heart of Winterfell, the more windows were open to let the gusts of wind inside. He was thankful for them, his forehead had a fine layer of sweat and even his beard felt incredibly itchy. Davos passed a massive window looking out into the northern plains outside the walls. The grass looked green, but he knew that it would be covered in white in a matter of days. A chill went up to his spine then, remembering seeing the white crow perched on the courtyard’s railings not so long ago.
The Starks always promised a winter, and now it was finally here with the Night King leading the march.
At the last, Viserys looked at her. “Sister, please … Dany, tell them … make them … sweet sister …"When the gold was half-melted and starting to run, Drogo reached into the flames, snatched out the pot. “Crown!” he roared. “Here. A crown for Cart King!” And upended the pot over the head of the man who had been her brother. –– Dany V AGOT
Ser Meryn pried the king’s mouth open to jam a spoon down his throat. As he did, the boy’s eyes met Tyrion’s. He has Jaime’s eyes. Only he had never seen Jaime look so scared. The boy’s only thirteen. Joffrey was making a dry clacking noise, trying to speak. His eyes bulged white with terror, and he lifted a hand … reaching for his uncle, or pointing … –– Tyrion VIII ASOS
Tyrion & Dany being quietly calm in the face of the deaths of (two of) their abusers, reflecting on whom Joffrey and Viserys had once been––a brother, a boy––and being helpless but to watch as two men perish because of circumstances beyond their control, deaths that they will later be unfairly blamed for.
Drogon has oldest sibling energy, but I always think of him as technically the youngest of Dany’s children because I associate the third really loud cracking of the egg as his egg hatching
Oh, and it would fit the order of the Targaryen siblings the dragons are associated with. Rhaegal for Rhaegar as the oldest, Viserion for Viserys the middle child, and Dany being Drogon’s rider as the youngest.
It also is connected with the domino of power. If Rhaegar had lived, he would have been the head of Dany’s family. Then when he died it became Viserys. Then through marriage, as a third, it was Drogo. In the same domino order, her destiny would have been, in turn, to live as the consort of one the three, as well.
Rhaegal is not the oldest, though. Viserion is the oldest, Rhaegal is the middle child, and Drogon is the youngest:
She heard a crack, the sound of shattering stone. The platform of wood and brush and grass began to shift and collapse in upon itself. Bits of burning wood slid down at her, and Dany was showered with ash and cinders. And something else came crashing down, bouncing and rolling, to land at her feet; a chunk of curved rock, pale and veined with gold, broken and smoking. The roaring filled the world, yet dimly through the firefall Dany heard women shriek and children cry out in wonder.
Only death can pay for life.
And there came a second crack, loud and sharp as thunder, and the smoke stirred and whirled around her and the pyre shifted, the logs exploding as the fire touched their secret hearts. She heard the screams of frightened horses, and the voices of the Dothraki raised in shouts of fear and terror, and Ser Jorah calling her name and cursing. No, she wanted to shout to him, no, my good knight, do not fear for me. The fire is mine. I am Daenerys Stormborn, daughter of dragons, bride of dragons, mother of dragons, don’t you see? Don’t you SEE? With a belch of flame and smoke that reached thirty feet into the sky, the pyre collapsed and came down around her. Unafraid, Dany stepped forward into the firestorm, calling to her children.
The third crack was as loud and sharp as the breaking of the world. - Daenerys X AGOT
But what you said really is interesting. Drogon is the youngest, but he is described as the fiercest of Dany’s dragons, the biggest,and the bravest, just like Dany ends up being the most important of the Targaryen siblings and the one who accomplishes the most, despite being the youngest and a girl.
If you believe the theory that Tyrion, Jon, and Dany are the three headed dragon (which I do), and that they’ll ride Viserion, Rhaegal, and Drogon respectively, then their own birth order matches their corresponding dragons as well!
I love Lannister POV chapters. Every single one is like “dear diary. woke up today angry and horny. drank eight glasses of wine for breakfast. a peasant came to court and asked for bread. gods they were so whiny, i could barely finish my lunch of swan and caviar. can’t believe I’m so hated for no reason. better drink more wine. thinkin bout helping one(1) person today. i’m so sexy. I am repulsed when I look at my body however. my childhood hero came to visit in the afternoon - told me I was a massive disappointment. I threw a baby at them. gods I really am so sexy. why doesn’t my dad love me.”
Would anyone in their right minds still want to be the ruler of Westeros, knowing what’s coming?
I am with the Old Bear in this question. There’s a more urgent matter than sitting on the Iron Thrones. IMO, anyone who is able to lead and defeat the Night King’s force will be the rightful ruler of Westeros; whether it is Dany, Sansa, Cersei, High Sparrow, LittleFinger, Tyrion, Jon or even Gendry. Where in seven hells is Gendry? Is he still rowing the abandoned plot boat?
