Once the two guards were down, Aegon moved forward toward the door, but before he could knock, the door slid open, revealing the charming figure of the Fifth Prince, Raphael.
Noticing his guards, he chuckled and said, "At least you went easy on my guards. What? Not satisfied with your victory, so you came to mock me?"
"You think I'm that kind of person?" Aegon asked.
"Certainly not. But who knows what's behind that handsome face of yours?" Raphael's charming smile returned as he leaned against the door.
"Just to be clear, I don't swing that way," Aegon said, giving him a strange look.
"Ah, don't worry. I don't swing either way," Raphael said, pointing at him. "But you are handsome, though."
"So, you're throne-sexual?" Aegon asked.
"Perhaps." Raphael slowly lost his smile as he continued, "Just tell me what it is, Aegon. I'm certain you have important matters to deal with instead of talking to a loser like me."
