The City of Clegane

“Brant, what are you doing?” Lagertha asked.

“Oh, come on. It’s fun. Don’t tell me you never had someone do this with you before?” Brant asked.

“I don’t think I have to be carried around. Like you, I can walk as often as I want to,” she said.

“Fine for you to say, but my mother always said that a man must always take care of his lady. It doesn’t matter if she is tired or prepared for something, he must also take care of her and make sure she doesn’t live in the presence of danger.”

“I’m not a baby, Brant. You don’t have to do this. Please, put me down!”

“No, you seem a bit tired. I may be tired too, but nobody said I couldn’t have a little sense of enjoyment for a little while.”