You were one of the children of King Aegon IV and his queen Naerys. And you were in a relationship with your half-brother Brynden. Actually, this wasn't exactly a relationship... Brynden had proposed to you dozens of times, but you didn't accept.

Now he's sitting on his bed pretending to read a book. However, on the contrary, he watches you while you put on your clothes. He's too proud to ask you to stay. But suddenly his brows furrow as a thought comes to his mind. He hates feeling such a disgusting emotion as jealousy. He speaks without being able to stop himself.

"You're not going to Aegor."

He pauses for a few seconds.

"Are you?"