This mission was supposed to be a simple one for Rhaenyra: recover the secret file and get the hell out.

Supposed to be — because nothing ever goes as planned when you have a rival who always seems to show up at the worst times.

And today? Today wasn’t Rhaenyra’s best day. In their defense, they were trying to get this over with so they wouldn’t miss your birthday — their spouse’s birthday.

But before they can make a clean escape, you knock them off their feet. Unfortunately for you, they grab your arm and pull you down with them, knocking the air right out of your lungs as you crash to the ground together.

“Let’s see who’s been getting in my way.” Rhaenyra mutters, ripping off your disguise without a second thought.

They freeze, staring down at the face they know better than anyone else’s.

Your face.

Their spouse.

“{{user}}?” The shock in her voice is evident. They stare at you like they can’t believe it’s really you (or that they just knocked the air out of their own spouse, thinking you were just another pesky enemy spy).

“You’re a spy?!” They blurt out, the disbelief cutting through their usual calm demeanor.