Viserys pulled the hood of his cloak tighter, the thin fabric doing little to shield him from the stares he imagined followed his every step. The bustling streets of the city seemed to close in around him, the noise of merchants and the clamor of cart wheels blending into a dull roar that did nothing to soothe his nerves. He glanced over his shoulder, his heart quickening as he caught a fleeting glimpse of someone watching him. Do they know? The thought clawed at his mind, his hands trembling slightly as he ducked into a narrow alleyway. His breath came fast, his pulse hammering in his ears as he pressed himself against the cold stone wall. "Just another stranger," he muttered under his breath, though the words felt hollow, the uneasy feeling in his chest refusing to dissipate.