And We Danced (Masquerade Overflow!)

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[nedstarksbastard]

[Of course he knows it's delicious, he's stuffing his pockets with as much food as he can possibly carry, much of it stolen from Robb's plate. He also nudges Robb a little, offering his shoulder as support for him to lean on.]

Aye, very much. [#bestfeastever] You know, I don't think I've had decent food like this at the Wall in--some time now? Usually it's salt beef and turnips. Some bacon, if we were very lucky. [He's exaggerating, somewhat, trying to keep his mind off the outcome of the last feast Robb had attended.] And never on tables as fancy as this.

[Don't mind him while he munches on that horse-do-something, bro.] You probably have feasts like this every other day or so, being king.

[No, he doesn't, and no, he never will. Jon is painfully, painfully aware of that, and the smile he gives is just the slightest bit tighter than usual. He wants to tell him, but--well.

How is he even going to start?]

[kingofbadlifechoices]

[Robb blinks a little as Jon keeps on snatching from his plate. There are bowls full of those, Jon. Bloody hell!]

I would like to keep these, Jon. [He takes an unsteady step backwards and moves to hold his plate above his head.] They are my favorite cakes. [Robb snickers at Jon’s words and pulls a face afterwards.] I am sure it tastes better than the lamb lord Frey served. He should hang his bloody cook for that.

[The snickering changes into a snort, followed by laughter.]

Most of our feasts end up with most of everyone in their cups. But I am sure that is the same for you. You cannot tell me you do not have any reason to feast at times. [Robb is quite drunk and does not realize that...well...why should people who are sent to the Wall have reasons to feast?]