[ Many people have asked Alayne of the Seven Kingdoms; they have asked about Robb, how it is possible for him to call himself King in the North when he is so young. She has explained, of course (evasion would not help her), having seen some of the bloodiest politics play out in close proximity. But very rarely has been afforded the opportunity to return the inquiry.

Despite her six months aboard the ship, the concept of democratic election is wholly foreign to her. ]

The people are given over to— to choosing their own rulers? [ She seems both amazed and mortified. ] Surely, one can never win the love of all. And the rest? They follow you despite the lack of bloodright or succession? They do not rebel or look to rise another to claim your seat?