He does.

Aegon’s mind raced with so many questions, how long has this tunnel been here? who else knows about it? and what horrors could be hidden inside? What secrets were kept in the walls of the Red Keep?

‘Fuck it’ he thought when he grabbed a torch from the wall and began the descent into the dark corridor steps. His footsteps echoed loud, careful not to slip. It was cold enough to stiffen the breasts of hundred whores. Was he even making any progress? These steps felt endless. Soon enough, the path flattened and he was now in a strange room with a dozen more corridors and passages.

‘Well egg, that’s allot of time pissed away... all for a fu-‘

Aegon than looked down at the floor and saw the three headed dragon. The symbol of his house stretched across the floor. Now more questions entered his mind. But suddenly one of the other corridors lit up. Aegon took a defensive stance. With only a metal torch, he could still fight any man or monster who—

“Ahh, good morning your grace.” Said a plump bald man in robes.

“Lord Varys????? What are you doing down hear?!?!?!?” Aegon yelled.

“Taking a mourning stroll. I always come down here and walk.” The eunuch said in a calmed manner.

Aegon’s face turned from surprise to confusion.

“Where is here???”

“We are below the castle your grace.”

Now aegon’s face turned into confused anger.

“WHAT IS THIS PLACE?????”

“A network of tunnels that run all underneath the castle. Built by Maegor the Cruel according to my research. They connect to every vital part of the red keep. The hands Tower, the Maester’s tower, small council chambers, etc. There’s even a passageway outside the city leading to the Blackwater river.” Varys explained.

“If it was built by my family, why didn't anyone know about this?” The young king asked.

“Maegor probably didn’t want anybody to know but him. Probably had the builders all killed after they were done.”

“How come I’m only learning about this now?”

Varys gave a wide eyed look. “You’ve never asked.”

Aegon could tell the spider was using his signature sarcasm on him. It wasn’t funny to be the target of the eunuchs wit. But Aegon’s anger cleared after the confusion had left his mind.

“If you take that staircase over there it will take you to the kitchens, I would like to continue my walk if you don’t mind your grace.” Varys bowed before walking off.

“Lord Varys, you are the ONLY one who knows about these tunnels?”

“......not anymore, goodbye your grace.” The eunuch smiled and than disappeared into the darkness.

Aegon’s morning was not quite what he expected. A great family secret had just revealed itself to him. A secret his own spymaster kept from him. He had to give the eunuch credit, he knew how to keep a secret.

But that respect for the spider also came with more distrust. Did the young Dragon king just get caught in the web?