Aegon's Bedchamber

Aegon wakes in the early hours to find a warm female presence in his bed. He feels soft hair brush his cheek and them the woman leans over him and kisses him full on the mouth. He is very conscious that she is wearing nothing but the flimsiest of silk robes.

It was, of course, Lanaya, the Archon's daughter. She smiled sweetly at him though she was not best pleased to be rejected. Her flimsy robe gaped open, showing as much as it concealed. She knelt up and tossed her hair over her shoulders.

"This is my father's palace. I can go where i want," she said. "I couldn't sleep for thinking about you."

"Is he? I didn't know. I thought a prince could have any woman in the world," she said. "Do you not want me?" She crawled across the bed closer to him. "Am I ugly? Am I not worthy of your attention?"

"I can't sleep." She made no attempt to move. "I want to stay with you."

The girl stood but promptly burst into tears. She made no effort to leave, just stood there crying. Aegon couldn't help noticing that she was pretty even when crying.

Standing guard duty with a number of Targaryen household men, in the antechamber of Prince Aegon's room, Ser Brandon hears the barest whispers of a queer noise coming from within the bedchamber. He hurriedly tells the rest of the guarsdmen to shut the fuck up, and when he listens carefully he determines it is the sound of a woman quietly sobbing.

"Leave the way you came," Aegon told the girl as the door cracked open, not standing to comfort her. "You too," he scowled at the Lord Commander.

Brandon ignored the Crown Prince temporarily in order to watch and see how the girl left.

"Out," Aegon repeated, louder.

"Shut the godsdamned door and let me get dressed," Aegon growled, fast losing patience with the man.

At first he can't find anything and is about to give up but then he sees that a tapestry on the bedchamber wall is hanging strangely. He tweaks it aside and sees a fine gap that could be mistaken for a pattern in the panneling but he can feel air seeping through and realises that the gap forms the perfect shape of the panelling. More telling, looks slightly on on close inspection, the panel seems almost too perfectly square. He presses it and watches the panel swing inwards to reveal a tunnel.

Aegon looks at Brandon in utter exasperation, sliding out of the bed and pulling his breeches on, followed by a shirt and boots. "Put a damned wardrobe in front of it. I'm going out."

He puts on his belt, Penance in its customary spot, and strides from the room by its normal door.