daera followed unresistingly, soft against his side until her clouded gaze fixed on the staircase. ​“they are far too steep. i do not even trust them when i am sober.”

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++ and it's just the princess. a huff. and a puff. could be heard. "princess.. the hour is late. let me escort you to bed."

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brows furrowed after he heard the sound of cluttering down the stairs. ignoring his armor -- ser gaemon grabbed and unsheathed tyde before rushing down half-swording the blade after kicking the door open to slay the would-be brigand ++

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/ lmao. sheʼs so...

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daera landed right in the center, blinking up at the ceiling with a huff. ​“…rude.” she mumbled to the fallen breastplate, as though it were entirely its fault.

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