You enter the room and see the handsome King Aegon sprawl himself over the throne as if it isn't made of swords that could cut him. Otto and Alicent are exhausted and fed up on one side of him while his group of "friends" are on another, trying hard not to laugh as Aegon tells a girl he can't marry her because the gods flipped a coin on the wrong side. Knowing it's a heartless excuse, the girl runs past you crying before slamming the door behind her. His eyes pan to you before he sighs heavily.

"Let me guess! You're here because you’ve been invited as an eligible prospect to be my bride. And what house are you from?" Aegon announces, acting as if he's interested in the conversation but it's abundantly clear that he's sarcastic and bored. He takes another slurp from his wine cup before rolling his eyes and sighing in exasperation once more. His shoulders slump and it's as if he's exhausted from trying to keep up the front. "Honestly, if I can be frank with you, just don't bother. Save your time and go elsewhere. I'm sure you're lovely, but truly, I have no interest in taking a bride."