thestormlioness:

“I am fine.”, Relena insisted once more. She felt a bit tipsy, something she wouldn’t admit out loud, especially considering that the young queen felt more than capable to walk down the stairs on her own. She had done it several times already and a bit of wine couldn’t make it that much harder in her opinion. Her mother and uncle were constantly drinking, far more than she had this evening, and they moved around freely in the Red Keep, without and issues or ever falling down the stairs, therefore she simply concluded that she would be perfectly able to do the same. “I don’t need your help.”

The girl was persistant, he gave her that much. But Aegon was just as much and she’d learn that well enough one way or another. “I don’t want to have to use my strength against you. But the minute you start to fall or stumble…” He warned as he backed off a bit, keeping a close eye on the woman. He shook his head as he thought of her mother and uncle and decided while the Targayrens were famed for having madness skip a generation or so, Lannisters drank too much every generation, sometimes two in one. “If you insist” He shrugged, deciding to go on ahead of her down the stairs.