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alaric always feels uneasy being far from home, especially when venturing somewhere unfamiliar such as king’s landing. their good terms with the baratheon family where alliances are concerned is the only comforting thought. he feels a weight on his shoulders, knowing there are plenty of important decisions he must make during their stay - but all of that will come in time. he’s carrying one of his bags ahead of the staff, insistent on helping at least with his own supplies, admiring the view of the red keep on the way. the ruling lord stark isn’t paying attention when the latch fails and his bag spills open, releasing various garments. he halts immediately, feeling the bag empty, though his embarrassment worsens when alaric realizes someone has been watching the entire time. ❝ oh... you saw all of that, did you ? ❞