

We can’t fight a war amongst ourselves – we’ve so many enemies now.” This was also an episode about alliances old and new.

By the episode’s end, Cersei was on the Iron Throne and looking set to make the Mad King Aerys Targaryen’s rule appear mild by comparison, while long-adoring brother Jaime had the look of a man queasily counting down the days until the words Queenslayer are added to the long list of abusive titles people fling at him in passing.ĭany and Tyrion, who finally set sail for Westeros. Unfortunately for Cersei, there was also some collateral damage in the shape of poor Tommen who looked at the Great Sept burning, realised his wife was dead and jumped to his death in a sad, quiet scene that I found almost unbearably moving. That was all forgotten tonight as a (surprisingly well-planned) coup came to fruition, resulting in the deaths of pretty much everyone who has ever tried to put Cersei in her place – from Grand Maester Pycelle (hacked down by Varys’ little birds, who now belong to Qyburn and have turned decidedly murderous under the new regime) and Uncle Kevan to the High Sparrow and Margaery Tyrell. For nine weeks, our lady of the overflowing wine glass has barely mustered the strength for a waspish put-down. Fire and blood.”ĭany may have finally set sail for Westeros in a fantastically filmed final scene (although I can’t be the only one unsure why Tyrion finds her so incredible, given that most of their acquaintance has revolved around him trying to sort out the mess her erratic rule has created while she’s off on a vision quest with Drogon) but this was Cersei’s episode.
