The gods give with one hand and take with the other.
A Song of Ice and Fire alphabet:
↳ C for Cripples (and broken things)
You want me to have a god? Fine. King Stannis is my god. He raised me up and blessed me with his trust. He gave you a future I could never have imagined. You know how to read, you’ll be a knight some day. You think a fire-god commanded all of that? It was Stannis, only Stannis.
Men would not be sad. Men would be wroth. Men would hate and swear a bloody vengeance. The singers sing sad songs, where men would fight and kill.