[ Playing coy and flirtatiously bantering like a lady are things that don't go with Lyanna Stark, and so she does neither of those things. While she does take Rhaegar's hand, instead she tugs him over to the horse she'd been spending time with just before he'd showed up, taking a moment to call over to its owner and ask permission to take it out for a quick ride.
Rhaegar doesn't disappear, and his hand had felt solid to her touch. Though she tries not to show it, she breathes a sigh of relief.
Clearly she's already done this before, because she doesn't even wait for the man to say yes — though he does shortly after — clambering on the horse and grinning down at Rhaegar. Then she holds her hand out to him. ]
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Rhaegar doesn't disappear, and his hand had felt solid to her touch. Though she tries not to show it, she breathes a sigh of relief.
Clearly she's already done this before, because she doesn't even wait for the man to say yes — though he does shortly after — clambering on the horse and grinning down at Rhaegar. Then she holds her hand out to him. ]
Ride with me?