Aegon huffed at the young woman, if he hadn’t looked at her properly as he was passing by he would have left her to descend down the stairs with shaky legs and the Targayern paused, before he went to where the woman was. “You are not fine” He responded, his voice gruff. Not caring to hear any more drunk lies from her.
“You make one wrong step and you could get hurt, much less tumble down and nearly die. No. Not going to happen.” He declared as he made a move to help her down the stairs.
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