Speaking of Pyke - it's still as soggy and grumpy as we left it the most grunge of the seven kingdoms. Ramsay might have just hastened his undoing, and even those of us who have him drafted probably feel okay about that. We've also got Theon Greyjoy running back to Pyke with all sorts of nasty Bolton tales to tell. But once word gets back to the Riverlands, you can bet Walder Frey won't be terribly happy about the murder of his granddaughter and ally (who's going to believe that poisoning story, even if the Maester sticks to it?). Ramsay's always been protected by his dad and his own bastardry he's awful, yes, but not worth killing for anyone not immediately affected by or aware of his awfulness (i.e., an HBO Go subscription to borrow). Ramsay is now the North's Most MurderableĪnd if you're looking for silver linings, there are plenty - by Ramsay effectively seizing Winterfell, it now makes him the North's most murderable. But alas, this is Game of Game of Thrones, not Game of Game of RuPaul's Best Friend Race.
I take no joy in being the one recapper on the internet who, rather than rant and rail against the decision to even aurally depict an attack dog tearing a part a new mother and her baby, must award imaginary points to the young man doing the siccing. This week, it's the legitimized (but truly bastardly at heart) Ramsay Bolton coming in rather hot with some fratricide on dad Roose Bolton ( +40), his sweet wife Walda, and his newborn half-brother (a combined +40.) I'm gonna give Roose a parting +20 for dying in a way that made me genuinely shriek, but I really do loathe giving points out to Ramsay when he pulls these kinds of shenanigans. We'll get back to Snow in a bit, but let's just take a moment to appreciate a pattern: last week, we saw the Sand people down in Dorne take out House Martell. Until this week, it was still up for debate, but in the Game of Game of Thrones, you always put your money on the bastard. Would he come back as an ice zombie? A drooling black-magic shell of his former self? A Frankenstein-esque killing machine? Or just a seemingly-okay R'hllor-worshipping renegade knight? Resurrections are rare resurrections without a hitch are even rarer. Rather, since Jon Snow finally laid down on the blood-spattered snow at the end of season five to pose for countless season promo shots, the issue has been how it would happen. Whether or not this kind of thing can happen has never been the question. It's rare, sure, but people have been coming back from the dead since the first season of Game of Thrones.