"it's a good thing i do not drink then, isn't it princess?" scooping her up bridal style, almost effortlessly before he slowly and steadily made his way down the stairs. "i have you, daera. worry not.."
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.”