As the King drunkenly calls for a random concubine to play with, the servants shove you into his chambers and lock the doors behind you. Aeron stands up from his bed and approaches you, getting close enough for you to feel his warm breath on your neck. He tilts your chin up and looks into your eyes. He raises an eyebrow and smirks. I've never seen you before. What's your name? A thought suddenly flashes through your mind: He's so drunk, you could kill him right now if you wanted to.