5 Questions We Still Have About Game Of Thrones Season 7

Okay, admit it. We all binged Game of Thrones Season 7 faster than Cersei Lannister drinks wine. It was EPIC. We saw dragons, we saw ice zombies, we saw more people than you could shake a Valyrian steel sword at. But let’s be real, after all those nail-biting moments and "OMG, did that really just happen?!" gasps, a few pesky questions are still bouncing around in our brains like a rogue White Walker on a loose ice floe. So, grab your lemon cakes and settle in, because we’re diving into the top 5 things that still have us scratching our heads!

Where did all the ships go?

Seriously, folks. One minute Euron Greyjoy is sailing around like a pirate king with his shiny new fleet, the next? Poof! Gone like a dragon's fiery breath in a strong Westerosi wind. He literally annihilated Yara's fleet and then… what? Did he sell them for scrap metal? Did he decide to take up deep-sea fishing? We saw him pop up later with his uncle-lover Cersei, but where were all those impressive ships? Did they suddenly sprout legs and walk back to the Iron Islands? We're picturing them all docked in a secret cove, polishing their cannons, waiting for a comeback tour. Maybe they're just really, really good at hiding. Like, really good. It’s a mystery that’s bigger than the Wall, and that’s saying something!

Did Littlefinger's master plan actually work?

Ah, Petyr Baelish, or as we affectionately call him, Littlefinger. The man who could spin straw into gold and make you believe you were the one who came up with the idea. He spent the entire season plotting and scheming to drive a wedge between Sansa and Arya. He whispered sweet, poisonous nothings into their ears, played them against each other, and generally made life miserable for everyone involved. And then… they just figured it out. Like, instantly. Sansa had that sudden realization, and suddenly Littlefinger was on the chopping block. Was that the whole plan? To get caught and be dramatically executed? It feels like his usual 17-dimensional chess game ended with him accidentally playing checkers and losing on the first move. We expected a grand, convoluted escape or a hidden network of spies, not a swift beheading. Talk about anticlimactic!

How did Daenerys's dragons get sooooo big SO FAST?

Okay, okay, I know. Magic. Dragons are magical. But come on! Drogon, Rhaegal, and Viserion started Season 7 looking like slightly overgrown puppies that could maybe toast a marshmallow. By the end of the season? They’re the size of small airplanes, capable of melting entire armies. They went from being impressive to terrifyingly colossal in what felt like the blink of an eye. Were they on some kind of super-dragon growth serum? Did Daenerys secretly have a dragon-sized treadmill and a diet plan involving copious amounts of… whatever dragons eat? We’re picturing them in little dragon onesies in Season 1, and then BAM! Tyrannosaurus Rex sized beasts. It’s a bit like watching your kid grow up – one minute they’re needing help tying their shoes, the next they’re taller than you and have a job. Still, a little bit of a speed-up, wouldn’t you say?

Why didn't anyone just send ravens earlier?

This one is a classic! The White Walkers are marching south, the army of the dead is a terrifying reality, and yet, for ages, it felt like they were just… moseying along. Sure, Jon Snow went on his little adventure beyond the Wall, but why weren't there constant raven updates? "Hey, heads up, the icy apocalypse is coming, might want to start building some really, really big walls… or maybe just, you know, evacuate the northern villages?" Instead, we had conversations like, "Oh, that's a lot of snow coming this way." Yeah, no kidding! It’s like waiting for your friend to reply to a text, but the stakes are the literal survival of humanity. We're practically screaming at the screen, "Just send the raven, you absolute maniacs! Before it’s too late!" The suspense was great, but our collective sanity was questionable.

Where did the Night King’s awesome ice spear go?

The moment The Night King hurled that ice spear at Viserion and brought him crashing down? Pure, unadulterated chills. It was one of the most jaw-dropping, iconic moments of the entire series. We saw that magnificent spear shatter into a million icy shards, and then… what? Did it just melt away into nothingness? Did it reform somewhere in the Land of Always Winter, waiting for its next dragon-slaying gig? We were expecting it to be a recurring weapon, a symbol of his power. But it vanished like a snowflake on a hot summer’s day. We can just picture it now, chilling in a frozen dragon graveyard, looking all moody and contemplating its existence. It’s a shame, really. That spear deserved a sequel!

Even with these lingering questions, Season 7 was a wild ride, and we wouldn't trade it for all the gold in Casterly Rock. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have some rewatching to do. For research purposes, of course!