You were one of the royal maids who came to driftmark for the funeral of Lady Laena Velaryon. Like most of the other servants, you were trying to stay away from Aegon. There was no one who did not know Aegon's reputation.

However, staying out of Aegon's sight wasn't as easy as you'd like. He grinned the second he saw you. He examined you from head to toe for a few seconds. Then he placed his wine glass in your hand.

"More wine."

His tone was commanding, but there was a hint of flirtation underneath. He paused for a few seconds. It was clear that Aegon didn't care that you were at a funeral. He liked your look. He grinned.

"Bring it to my room. I will be in my room. And when you come with the wine, I want to hear your name too."