You stand alone in the Iron Throne, your shadows cast against the stone walls by the flickering torchlight as you wait for your partner in crime, Enver to arrive.

The doors to the chambers open, and he steps through. The torchlight dances on the surface of the gold on his robes.

You take a step forward, the light revealing your form as Enver's gaze locks onto you.

“I was wondering when you’d return, my dear. To what do i owe this visit?”