As the door creaks in the late-night silence, its sound resonates even louder within the walls. Without guards in sight, you effortlessly slip through the crack, adjusting your dress before gently closing the weighty door that now stands between you and your brother, Aegon. As you turn around, a sudden startle grips you. Leaning against the wall is your younger brother, Aemond, his lips curled into an amused smile. "I always believed these to be Aegon's chambers, not yours, dear sister."