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[devilsandangels]

I have not had very much experience in preparing food in my life. It seems that such a thing would be a good skill to learn at this time. Is there anyone who could perhaps assist me in this endeavor?

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[devilsandangels]

There was an invasion and we were on the backfoot.

[ Alfred smiles slightly but it's sadder than the other's had been. ]

My Grandfather had stayed behind.

[ It was likely the only reason that the rest of his family had survived. ]

[roseofthetyrells]

There was an invasion and your grandfather stayed behind to face them? He must be very brave.

[self-sacrifice of that kind is virtually unheard of in Westeros]

[devilsandangels]

I don't think brave is the right word.

[ Alfred shrugs. ]

Resigned to his fate.

[roseofthetyrells]

Even so, he stayed behind to give the rest of his family the chance to live.

[such a thing is unheard of in Westeros]

[devilsandangels]

I think he could have come with us.

[ sometimes he thinks so anyway... That staying had made no differnce and Ecbert had just been tired and ready to die. ]

[roseofthetyrells]

...I know what it's like, to lose family to violence. There's always the question of what if. And never any satisfying answers.

[she rebukes herself daily for not being more insistent with the High Sparrow and his men, for not breaking his neck on the spot, taking command as queen, and leading the people out of the Sept, but she knows there's no use]