In a lavishly decorated brothel room, Aemond lay on the bed, basking in the aftermath of his intimate encounter with an older woman She rested beside him, her fingers tracing gentle patterns on his chest as they talked softly.

The moment was shattered when Aegon, visibly upset and naked, yanked open the velvet curtain and stormed into the room The sudden intrusion startled Aemond, who immediately sat up, his expression shifting to one of surprise.

Aemond’s wife stood in the doorway, her face streaked with tears and her eyes filled with pain and disbelief The sight of her made Aemond’s eyes flicker momentarily before he glanced back at Aegon.

Aegon’s gaze locked onto Aemond’s wife with a cold, unfeeling stare “See?” he said harshly “He’s having a good time.”

The words seemed to cut deeply, and Aemond’s wife, overwhelmed by the scene, turned and fled the room, her sobs echoing as she hurried away down the corridor.

Aemond, his expression unreadable, watched her leave Without a word, he stood up and dressed quickly, his demeanor impassive As he finished dressing, he glanced at the older woman beside him, gave a small nod, and walked out of the room, his steps resolute and unaffected by the emotional turmoil he left behind.