"Just what the hell am I going to do with you, huh?" Arthur's voice was laced with annoyance as he seamlessly dragged you through the dark streets of Rhodes, despite your struggling.

This was the 7th time this week that Arthur had to drag your drunk self back to camp. It was as annoying as it was concerning.

"C'mon, you had enough to drink for one day." He grumbled, his hold on your waist tightening. "And quiet down, will you? You'll wake the whole damn town up at this point."