Hearing what Redd said, a big stone in Douglas's heart finally fell to the ground.
He couldn't help but sigh, "Yes, if there were no dragon guards and dragon feeders, it would be really difficult to find people to carefully feed the dragons.
After all, this is a very dangerous job. If you are not careful, you may become a snack for the dragon."
When leaving Dragonpit, Redd suddenly turned around and told the three dragons, "Don't leave Dragonpit these days."
Surprisingly, the three dragons seemed to completely understand Redd's words. They all lay down on the ground, closed their eyes, and pretended to be sleeping.
Douglas looked on stunned. He looked at Redd in disbelief and said, "I always thought that only using Valyrian could command the dragon.
I didn't expect you to directly use Common Tongue to command them obediently. This really subverted my understanding!"
Seeing Redd walking towards the outside of Dragonpit, he felt nervous and quickly quickened his pace to follow closely.
At this moment, his mind was like a rough sea, with all kinds of thoughts surging.
When they finally walked out of Dragonpit and were about to arrive at the castle, Douglas finally couldn't restrain his curiosity. He spoke cautiously, as if he was afraid of offending Redd, and asked softly:
"You just... were able to communicate with the dragon smoothly without using Valyrian. How did you do this?"
Redd didn't even turn his head, he just asked nonchalantly, "Is there any problem?" His voice was so calm that it was a bit unpredictable.
When Douglas saw this, his voice became deeper and deeper, as if he was afraid of being heard by others:
"But hasn't House Targaryen always claimed that dragons can only understand Valyrian?"
Redd still did not answer his question directly. He felt that explaining these things to Douglas was too troublesome and unnecessary.
So, he just said casually, "House Targaryen and I are different, I am special."
Douglas naturally heard the impatience in Redd's tone, and he couldn't help feeling a little regretful, feeling that he had indeed been too talkative just now.
So, he stopped talking and silently followed Redd, secretly wondering if he was really too reckless.
After entering the castle, Redd walked slowly along the corridor. As he passed through the courtyard, his eyes inadvertently glanced at Godswood in the courtyard. Suddenly, the white tree root he had seen in the crack appeared in his mind.
The roots of the tree exposed on the ground are unusually thick, and the white skin is as smooth as a mirror, as if it contains some mysterious power.
Redd couldn't help but stop and stare in the direction of Godswood, a strong curiosity welling up in his heart.
However, just for a moment, he shook his head and denied the fleeting guess in his mind, because Redd remembered clearly that the sap of Heart Tree was blood-colored.
After all, they are just white tree roots, how could they be related to Godswood?
Just when Redd was about to move on, Laena came over with Laenor.
Laena had a faint smile on his face, and his tone was a bit polite, but it didn't seem distant.
"Sir Redd, we are preparing to return to Driftmark, and hereby come to say goodbye to you." Laena said.
Redd responded politely, "Have a nice trip and hope you all go well at Driftmark."
Rhaenyra followed Laena and Laenor. She raised her head and looked arrogant. She obviously had no intention of talking to Redd.
When she heard that Laena and Laenor were returning to Driftmark, the corners of her mouth raised slightly, as if she was not surprised by the news.
For Laena and Laenor's polite farewells, Redd only responded with a few polite words.
Then he stood up and walked them out of the castle.
However, when Redd arrived at the gate of the castle, he stopped with an expression as if just delivering it was enough.
Upon seeing this, Rhaenyra immediately showed a look of disdain on his face, as if he was quite dissatisfied with Redd's behavior.
Redd didn't care about Rhaenyra's reaction. He smiled and waved goodbye to Laena and Laenor.
Laena and Laenor also responded with a smile, then turned and left.
Rhaenyra accompanied Laena and Laenor and continued walking outside until they reached the beach at the seaside.
On the vast expanse of beach, three huge dragons were lying there quietly, as if waiting for something.
One of the dragons seemed particularly affectionate, and took the initiative to get closer to Rhaenyra, and gently rubbed Rhaenyra's arm with its huge head, as if to express its affection for her.
Laena climbed up the rope ladder to Wagha with great agility, while Laenor quickly climbed onto the saddle of Seasmoke.
After the two sat firmly, they waved goodbye to Rhaenyra. Rhaenyra responded with a smile, watching them fly high on their respective dragons, flying towards Driftmark not far away.
As the figures of Laena and Laenor drifted away, only Rhaenyra and her dragon Syrax were left on the beach.
Rhaenyra still stood there, staring into the distance, waving his arms continuously, until the two black spots completely disappeared from the field of vision.
At this moment, a sudden impulse came to Rhaenyra's heart - she wanted to return to King's Landing.
The thought came so strongly that she could hardly suppress it.
However, at this moment, her reason quickly took over.
Rhaenyra is fully aware of his current situation.
Her father Viserys has not yet returned to King's Landing. If she goes back now, she will lose a strong backing.
In the court, those who were dissatisfied with her would definitely not miss this opportunity. They would inevitably ridicule her and may even be severely punished by the king.
Moreover, following Laena and the others to Driftmark is not a wise move.
Corlys Earl is obviously not friendly to her, and I'm afraid she won't be welcomed there.
As for going to the Eyrie, Rhaenyra feels that he will only cause trouble there. After all, there are already too many things to deal with there.
At this moment, Rhaenyra suddenly felt an unprecedented confusion, as if the whole world had left her and she had nowhere to go.
However, after some thinking, she finally made up her mind to return to Dragonstone Castle.
When she left the beach, she whispered to Syrax and went to Dragonpit.
Syrax seemed to understand what its master meant. It flapped its huge wings, like a black lightning, and galloped straight in the direction of Dragonpit.