I’m always reasonably sure that the hero in every story lives through the battle. But it’s never a given so I was a little afraid for Tyrion. I’m relieved to see that the imp lives. Not without a hideous scar or, even more devastating, a blow to his self-confidence. However, he’s alive. I’ll take it. Varys comes by to advise that they can’t be buds anymore, but he’s all for being imaginary friends. It seems that Tyrion has been stripped of his rank now that his father’s come back to claim his title as Hand. It was also his sister’s man who tried to kill him on the battlefield. Wow. The shit is really hitting the fan for my favorite. Not to worry though, he still has Shae. She wants him to leave King’s Landing with her because as she knows he’s not good at killing and fighting. But Tyrion wants to stay. He likes living dangerously.

The time’s gone by so fast and here we are at the second last episode. We’ve been building toward this battle for weeks now and finally, it’s here. I have to be honest, I’m not sure whose side I should be on. Joffrey’s a crap king. The little shit talks big, does little and loves to hurt people cause he can. But I can’t imagine the seven kingdoms being ruled by Stannis Baratheon. This man is absolutely humorless and his main counsel is a red headed priestess whose sanity isn’t quite all there. He also has a shadow baby who killed his younger brother. Basically, the people of Westeros are screwed either way. However, I’m on Tyrion’s side, always. So I guess that means I’m Team Joffrey? Sigh. The things I endure for you imp.