Remember this: light always wins in the end, darkness has already fallen. The devil might win a skirmish here and there, but the war was never his to win, that’s simply how the universe is built. And you, my friend, finally got exactly what you had coming.
Woke up with venom in my blood today. Birds singing, clouds drifting, the sky itself seeming to know my name. Cristiano Ronaldo dos Santos Aveiro, I don’t need to say a single bad word about you anymore. The universe has taken that job off my hands.
Rhaenyra mounts that throne with her enemies’ blood still warm behind her, dripping off her feet like she just walked out of a horror movie final act, and suddenly the whole season recontextualizes itself.
not aemond casually claiming the biggest dragon alive like it’s a Tinder match and everyone in the Red Keep just… continuing their day?? sound the alarms!! and Viserys, respectfully, the crown is basically holding your face together at this point😭