Liu Qian's gaze sharpened slightly.
The Red Priestess? She had actually come to him of her own accord?
"Let her in."
A moment later, a figure in red entered the grand hall like a burning flame.
Melisandre had a nearly perfect heart-shaped face, skin whiter than snow, and thick, copper-red hair that fell to her waist. Most unsettling of all were her eyes, deep and scorching, as though they could see straight through a person's heart.
But Liu Qian's attention was not on her appearance. It was on the magic power within her.
She approached the steps of the Iron Throne and bowed slightly. "Your Majesty, I have followed the prophecy here from the shadows and flames of Asshai. The flames revealed your image to me: a black-haired, black-eyed man of Yidi, wielding the burning Lightbringer, cutting down the servants that crawled out of the ancient cold night. You are the prince of prophecy, Azor Ahai reborn, destined to end the Long Night and bring the light."
Her voice echoed through the empty hall.
This was the second time Liu Qian had heard this prophecy.
That Blood Warlock in the Valyrian Ruins had made the same wild claim.
But he did not believe it at all.
Judging by the original story, Azor Ahai reborn was most likely Jon Snow. Even if it was not Jon, it should have been Daenerys.
But why did both the Blood Warlock and Melisandre say it was him?
Especially since the Blood Warlock was a Valyrian.
Logically, the Valyria Dragonlords and the Warlock class should not have worshipped the Lord of Light.
He had no answers for the moment, but Melisandre's arrival here did save him some trouble.
He had been about to look for Melisandre to keep her from helping Stannis kill Renly.
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