Your brother Aegon was ordered by your father to take your virginity. And when the night came, the maesters laced your wine with sleeping potions so that Aegon could do his duty in peace.

You woke up when it was still dark outside, Aegon was sitting next to you in just a nightshirt and exhausted.

There was a blood stain on the sheet beneath you, but there was no pain inside. And then you noticed a cut on his hand. He did it on purpose. Aegon smiled bitterly.

Aegon: Did you really think I would touch you?