Redd, who has an adult soul, already knows what to say and what not to say.
He has passed the age where he couldn't control his mouth, and he has a good grasp of the proportion of his words.
In his view, maintaining an appropriate distance and sense of mystery when interacting with others can not only avoid unnecessary trouble, but also make the relationship more relaxed and enjoyable.
While chatting, Alicent suddenly changed the topic and brought the topic to the mysterious and powerful magic dragon.
Regarding the information about the magic dragon, Redd was not as secretive as House Targaryen. Instead, it seemed quite generous and did not seem to mind sharing some irrelevant content.
Redd eloquently told Alicent that newly born baby dragons will have a special sense of attachment and trust towards their incubators.
With proper feeding and long-term exposure, it is possible to try to tame these little guys.
After all, the IQ of young dragons is about the same as that of puppies, so it is relatively easy to establish a close relationship.
However, as age and size continue to increase, the dragon's IQ will gradually increase.
At this stage, even if the first dragon master unfortunately passes away, when they choose a new dragon master, their standards will often be the same as the first one.
This is because the dragon's character and temper have been deeply influenced by the first dragon master during his growth.
Therefore, it is really difficult to tame an adult dragon.
In comparison, taming a baby dragon is much simpler.
Alicent listened to Redd's narration while recording this precious information one by one, for fear of missing any detail.
She knew very well that these experiences on taming the dragon were absolutely confidential in House Targaryen and would never be spread easily.
The content of these words must be word for word and relayed to Otto Hightower in detail. It may be of great use to Citadel in his research on magic dragons.
She recalled the days when she served the late old king Jaehaerys. At that time, the old man always remained silent on such issues, as if his mouth was tightly sewn with needle and thread, and never mentioned it.
However, the conversation with Redd made her have some affection for him.
One point that Redd did not directly mention is: in fact, the premise of all this is based on having the bloodline of Valyria House Targaryen.
Without this special bloodline, in the eyes of the dragon, ordinary humans would be like sheep walking on two legs, perhaps only differing in protein composition.
Just as Redd and Alicent were chatting enthusiastically, this scene happened to be seen by Rhaenyra not far away.
For some reason, she had the illusion that her best friend was poaching her.
However, she quickly shook her head, as if to get this ridiculous idea out of her mind.
After all, she knew Redd's character very well: he had a bad character, was only interested in profit, and would never do anything without any benefit.
If you want his help and don't give him enough benefits, it will be even harder than climbing to the sky.
Rhaenyra walked lightly, like an elegant white swan, and walked up to Redd and Alicent, interrupting their conversation.
Her gaze was like a torch, falling directly on Redd, and she said softly, "Let's talk alone."
Before he finished speaking, Rhaenyra reached out his hand without hesitation and held Redd's hand tightly, as if it was a natural move.
Her actions were decisive and firm, giving Redd no chance to refuse.
Just like that, she pulled Redd and left the banquet hall without looking back, leaving Alicent alone. Although she still had that decent smile on her face, there was some unnoticeable unhappiness in her eyes.
The two of them walked through the long corridor, and no one spoke a word along the way.
Finally, they came to a high tower, which stood alone in a corner of the castle courtyard. There was no one around, and it looked particularly quiet.
Redd stopped, looked at Rhaenyra, and asked, "What do you want to say to me?" His voice was low and gentle, as if he was full of anticipation for the next conversation.
Rhaenyra took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind, then gently bit his cherry-like red lips, and said seriously:
"After marrying you, I will become the heir to the crown prince.
I will do my best to be a good wife, but I also hope to get your full support - Iron Throne's power, I hope you and I can share it together."
Redd raised the corners of his mouth slightly, showing an expression that was half a smile but not a smile. He obviously didn't care about Rhaenyra's rebuttal.
He responded lightly, "Oh? Are you so sure that your father will never have another son?"
Rhaenyra's neck straightened even more. She looked at Redd without flinching, the stubbornness and determination in her eyes becoming more and more obvious. "I just know it!"
Her voice rose slightly, with a hint of unwillingness to be outdone.
When Redd saw this, the smile on his lips became more sarcastic. He said casually, "Don't forget, your mother is still young, and she is fully capable of giving birth to another son for your father.
By then, your so-called crown prince status will probably disappear in an instant like a passing cloud."
Rhaenyra's face became more and more gloomy. She clenched her teeth and seemed to be trying hard to control the anger in her heart.
However, when she spoke again, although her voice was low, it revealed a chilling ferocity. "I will never have a brother in the future."
These words were like thunder, exploding in Redd's ears.
He couldn't help but be stunned, and his original ridicule was instantly replaced by curiosity.
He stared at Rhaenyra, trying to decipher the true meaning behind this sentence from her expression and eyes.
Redd slowly stretched out his hand and lifted Rhaenyra's chin so that her eyes could not escape his own.
At that moment, he saw the firmness and ruthlessness in Rhaenyra's eyes, which was a determination that would not give up until the goal was achieved.
It seemed that a lot had happened in just a few days, and she had changed so much.
Redd stared at her stubborn and angry face, and after a moment of silence, he slowly said:
"If you can perform well in the coming days and satisfy me, then I don't mind providing you with some help."
Hearing these words, Rhaenyra's heart tightened suddenly, and she immediately realized that this was a rare opportunity.
After some careful consideration, she made up her mind: no matter what the price, she must board Iron Throne and gain absolute power.