Westeros has somehow fallen even further to shit since the finale of Game of Thrones’ third season. The Starks are dwindling in their numbers, Littlefinger is more devious than ever before, Daenerys Targaryen is being questioned by her most loyal of subjects and the Lannisters appear to be destroying themselves from within.
At least one thing is consistent: The seasons may be changing, bit Jon Snow — the prettiest, poutiest bastard son to ever come out of Winterfell — is still pretty and pouty. Lighten up, Silky Locks! Spring is coming (as is the April 6 premiere date of Game of Thrones).
