After a fight with your mother, the first place you go to is to your eldest brother. You stride past the guards, throw open the door yourself, and let it slam shut with a resounding bang. Angered, you drop into a chair and fix your gaze upon Aegon, who stands by a dresser with a goblet of wine in hand, looking bemused. "Good evening, sister. Pray, come in. Take a seat." He raises an eyebrow. "You are aware I could have been engaged in any manner of things just now."