Leaning into the whole idea of there being different types of magic in Planetos, and that the gods may or may not exist... and that zombies and resurrection DO exist in the setting...
Small folk have their own traditions and magics that they keep largely to themselves and figure out how to work within their chosen religion. There is one tradition that they've kept alive all through the changing of the Faiths in the land. Marriage to the dead.
In olden times, it was common for young maidens who got pregnant out of wedlock to choose a recently deceased man and wed them before the heart tree, back when they followed the Old Gods. Now there are Graveside Septons, who are willing to perform a ceremony for coin or some other trade.
It was a marriage of protection and convenience and... well the spouse is dead, so what care have they for the living? Only, sometimes, very, very rarely, a living spouse could provide a pathway back to the living for the dead spouse. Even if their body had been burn too ash, as had been the tradition in the earlier days for dealing with the dead, when the specter of the Long Night still held sway. When all of Westeros remembered, not just small pockets. When such treatment for the dead would keep them from being risen as a Wight, but would not stop them from being given a pathway home...
This marriage rite continues, even thousands of years after the Faith of the Seven has become the dominant religion. Every now and again, a young maiden will go to the Graveyard Septon and she will be wed to a recently deceased man and... he will be restored to life, hale, whole. That was always the difference between those resurrected through the Pathway, and those resurrected as wights or through the fire magic of the Red God. If they follow the pathway home, they come back as they were before they died. All of themselves.
It is said that only when the maiden truly loved her chosen spouse would they be granted the Pathway back to life. But it's a tradition so shrouded in mystery and magic and lost lore that no one knows for sure.
In the olden, olden days, no one speaks of it it, but it wasn't just maidens pregnant out of wedlock who would marry the dead. Soldiers would come home from war and wed their fallen comrades before the heart tree, or by the words of the Graveyard Septon. Sometimes, if they were lucky, their fallen companion would find the Pathway home. But that tradition hasn't been kept since the Andals took over and the Faith ousted the Old Gods... but it's remembered though. Whispered among the Small Folk.
Baelor dies at Ashford, his body is set to the pyre. In a foolish, drunken, desperate attempt to have Baelor back, Dunk takes some of his ashes, and he goes to the nearest weirwood tree that he knows of, from his past traveling with Arlan. He's seen enough First Men weddings to know how they work, he's even witnessed a few Weddings to the Dead, so he knows what to do for those, too. He says the words, he scatters the ashes, and he kneels before the heart tree and bows his head, making his vows and prayers to the Gods he doesn't know if he believes in.
When the voice calls him, he almost thinks he made it up. That it's just his mind playing tricks on him. But the voice speaks again.
"Ser Duncan? Where are we? What have you done?"
There, kneeling beside him at the heart tree, wearing the same armour he died in, the same armour he was burned in, is Prince Baelor. Dunk offered him a Pathway... and he followed it home.
Now they just have to deal with the fall out, including Dunk's new celebrity status among the Smallfolk, because not only is he a knight who remembered his vows, but he's been so blessed by the gods that his spouse followed the Pathway home...
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