Feasting wherever and whenever. It's what is wise to do when harsh weather is to come and indulgence is unwise.

Oh if she were only more steadfast and less flustered! Brienne takes in little sips of air. Already her eyes have begun to water. Everything has it's time. Frea just said just for a little while. Must she bawl like a babe? She sniffs and remembers not to rub at her face because of the powders and items they prettied each other with. "I won't forget you!"