Dany and Jon fly off to pastures new on Drogon, fuk the throne they have each other, and Drogon. (Dany didn’t lose it, she lost it a bit, then stopped). She sees the throne, Jamie and Cersei’s bodies on it. She puts her hand in Jon’s, they turn their backs to Tyrion, Greyworm and Ser Davos and walk away. We hear Drogon. We see them flying off into the sunset. Yep. It’s what we all wanted and I’m dishing it right up.
Cersei and Jamie die in each other’s arms at the hand of… each other. Romeo and Juliet, poison. Arya is too late.
Bran goes to the Citadel and kicks their tired, miserable, bony arses. The Shaman, Bran the One Eyed Raven upgrades knowledge in the 7 Realms.
Arya marries Gendry. They assert their blood right and Arya’s saved-the-world right and take the throne. They rule firmly and wisely…
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