The board was set. The pieces were moving. And the white raven had finally arrived from the Citadel—winter was no longer coming; it was here.
Far to the North, at Winterfell, the snow began to fall more heavily. Jon Snow sat at the head of the great hall, surrounded by the lords of the North and the Vale. The air was thick with tension until young Lyanna Mormont stood. Her voice didn't waver as she shamed the men twice her age for their hesitation. GoTS06E10720pHindiDubbedVegamoviesnlmkv
A roar of emerald flame erupted from the earth, vaporizing the Sept, the Sparrows, and the Tyrells in a single heartbeat. From the Red Keep, Cersei watched the green mushroom cloud rise over the city, a glass of wine in her hand and a cold smile on her lips. She had traded her soul for a crown of gold and ashes. The board was set
"I don't care if he's a bastard," she declared, her eyes fierce. "Ned Stark's blood runs through his veins. He is my King, from this day until his last day!" Far to the North, at Winterfell, the snow
And across the Narrow Sea, the water turned black under the shadow of a thousand sails. Daenerys Targaryen stood at the prow of her ship, her dragons circling above like living gods. The wind was at her back, the iron price had been paid, and at long last, the Stormborn was coming home.
One by one, the swords were drawn. "The King in the North!" the cry echoed, a defiant roar against the coming darkness.