There's a lot crashing around inside of him right now. Fear, mostly, for what happens next — like tilting over the edge of a precipice and knowing that the only way to go is down. Frustration that he couldn't pull of some heroic stunt to save Alicent from this. Shame that he can't even fight back, remorse that he never did figure out how to do one fucking thing right in his stupid life.

Darkness creeps in at the edges of his vision. This is it.

"Sorry," he tries to say, but it comes out slurred. Who this apology is meant for isn't clear.

He tries to look up at the sky, too, but all he sees is that mask blotting out it out. Then everything goes black.