It might not have sunk in yet, but Game of Thrones is over. You have been dutifully watching for eight long years, and now, like a member of the Night’s Watch horrifically killed by a horde of ice zombies, your watch has ended.
You’ve laughed, you’ve cried, you posted publicly about spoilers even when you knew it was not cool (remember the friendships you lost over the Red Wedding?). And now, it’s over. We will never see its like again.
However, if you were one of the unfortunate souls who got caught up on the Daenerys Targaryen hype train and named your beautiful baby girl after your favorite dragon queen, you found yourself in a bit of a tough spot by the end of season eight. There’s not really a word to explain the sensation of watching your formerly favorite Targaryen burn tens of thousands of innocent people to a crisp, while bouncing your own little baby Daenerys on your knee.
Yeah, in hindsight, that might’ve been a bad move. But let’s be honest with ourselves—who could have seen that coming?? A queen on a quest to regain her throne, with all-powerful dragons under her control, a history of mental illness and murderous tendencies in her family, whose motto is “Fire and Blood” and who often spoke of laying waste to armies and burning cities to the ground—she would never destroy an entire city, right?
Seriously, that came out of left field.
It’s okay; people have accidentally named their children after murderous, power-hungry tyrants before, right? Maybe your daughter can befriend a little Vlad or Genghis and they can talk about what they have in common. You know, like how mom and dad named them after people who had a tendency to commit war crimes.
While your offspring may suffer in the future (maybe she could officially change her name to Dany?) you’ve got it a little easier. You can stuff all of your Khaleesi fan gear in your StorBox unit and pretend you were Team Sansa all along. We have units in a wide range of sizes, so you can hide the physical evidence of your bad judgment of character, even if your child must carry the name for the rest of her life.
And hey, the stuff might be worth keeping. If we are lucky, George R.R. Martin might actually finish the books one day, and there’s a chance your name-choice will be redeemed.
Then again… if you think the story will have a happy ending, you haven’t been paying attention.