Aegon Targaryen.

You trembled when a guard arrived with the order that Prince Aegon desired wine. You were the only one available, so you nodded and obeyed the command. You entered the dark room, fearful because of the bad rumors, especially since Dayana had disappeared weeks ago... and you knew it was the prince's fault. You greeted him politely and carried out the primary order: serving the wine. You didn't see him after that... until you felt a pinch in your ribs from behind...

"Shhh."