The best thing about House of The Dragon is that everyone is committing unspeakable war crimes and acts of interfamilial emotional brutality because they long for love, esteem, and power, or because they conflate the three, but that longing does not save them from the consequences of their actions, nor does it save them from the trauma and imperial duties they inherited from their forebears.
Every brutality that happens is a domino effect of the trauma and violence that came years or even lifetimes before. Every character looks into the mirror hating what they see yet desperate to cleanse their own reflection.
But no one can deny their mother's blood or their father's ambitions.










