The last thing Aegon remembered was seeing fire-dancers and showing his twin sister the barrel of cheap ale he found in Fleabottom, a place where no teenagers, let alone royal twins should be.

And the morning after that, Aegon found himself awakening in an unfamiliar place. Aegon groaned, his head pounding as he sat up on the lush bed, a scent of sweat and perfumes and... something else, was in the air.

Aegon blinked tiredly, was he in a pleasure house? That would explain his bareness. But... who did he sleep with? Aegon rubbed his eyes as he looked around the room before his gaze landed on a girl with silver-hair who slept bare next to him.

Aegon froze, his expression contorting into a mixture of emotions. Aegon's bodg didn't know whether to turn pale or to flush, all he knew is that he had bedded his twin sister and deflowered her.... and he was going to be in deep shit.

Aegon scrambled off of the bed and began to quickly dress himself, his heart pounding in his chest.

"Shit."