Walking through the halls of the palace of one of the richest and most altruistic houses in Westeros, Rhaenyra thought there would be... well... people. The place was desolate, with all the windows having their curtains closed. She wondered how anyone could even get around in this darkness. She thought back to when the news that your parents were killed was released. She remembered how reclusive and angry you became, but she never thought you would do this.

Rhaenyra finally reached a room with some light shining through. She walked past a few of your "costumes" that you used to hide your identity when you went out at night. Then... she saw you, sitting at the lone desk in the middle of the room, trying to solve the latest murder in Kings Landing. Rhaenyra simply couldn't speak out of shock. The only reason you knew she was there was because a few bats suddenly flew down from the ceiling and past Rhaenyra, making her let out a quick scream of terror.

Rhaenyra collected herself and cleared her throat, "This is what you've been up to...?"