She has long been praised as the "Light of the Kingdom" by many singers, and she is well-deserved.
Rhaenys is also a beautiful woman. She inherited House Baratheon's iconic black hair and a pair of light purple eyes, as bright as gems.
Her figure is tall and slender, with graceful curves, no less impressive than Rhaenyra. She even looks plumper and rounder because she has given birth to a child, like a ripe peach, exuding the unique gentleness and charm of a mature woman.
Redd Seeing this, he quickly took a few steps forward and came to the two women who had just stepped onto the platform. He smiled and said, "You two have had a hard time flying all the way. Let's take a rest in the castle first."
Rhaenyra Hearing this, he stretched out his hands to straighten his hair that was messed up by the wind, and then said, "Okay, make arrangements for me quickly. I need to wash up first."
Redd nodded quickly and responded, "Okay, let's ask someone to prepare."
As he spoke, he raised his hand and motioned to the maid standing aside, asking her to arrange Rhaenyra's washing matters.
Rhaenys, who was standing next to Rhaenyra, saw this and added with a smile, "Prepare some more food for me, I'm a little hungry."
Redd quickly replied, "I have just ordered people to prepare the food. It is in the reception hall. We can just move over and enjoy it."
After saying that, he made an invitation gesture and motioned for the two women to walk in the direction of the reception hall, and then he walked slowly in front to lead the way for them.
In the temporary reception hall, butler Douglas had already carefully arranged everything.
He knew the importance of this reception, so he spared no effort to let the cook prepare a sumptuous banquet.
On the dining table, the dazzling array of food is dazzling.
Although fruits and bread are just decorations, they are placed just right, adding a bit of freshness and elegance to the entire banquet.
However, the real star of the show is the variety of meats.
Not only do these meats come in many varieties, but they are also cooked in different ways.
Among them, the most eye-catching ones are undoubtedly the sea fish.
They are skillfully handled and cooked, giving off an alluring aroma that seems to tell the story of the sea to the guests.
Although this banquet is not extremely luxurious, it is definitely not shabby either.
Every dish is carefully selected and prepared to not only reflect the taste of the owner, but also satisfy the taste buds of the guests.
Redd introduced Rhaenyra and Rhaenys into the reception hall. After they took their seats, he also sat down at the main seat.
Rhaenyra looked at the table full of delicious food, a trace of satisfaction flashed in his eyes, he picked up the tableware and tasted it elegantly.
While Rhaenys was eating, he was chatting with Redd: "Redd, I heard that your territory is managed well. When I see you today, this banquet will show it."
Redd smiled modestly, "Thank you for the compliment. It is all the hard work of Douglas butler and the cooks."
Just as he was talking, a guard suddenly came in hurriedly and whispered a few words in Redd's ear.
Redd's face changed slightly, but he quickly regained his composure. He looked at Rhaenyra and Rhaenys, and said apologetically, "Both of you, something happened in the territory. I need to deal with it. I'll excuse you for a moment."
Rhaenyra waved his hand. "Go and do your work, don't worry about us."
Redd stood up and left in a hurry.
Rhaenyra and Rhaenys looked at each other and continued to enjoy the food, but they were a little more wary, guessing what could make Redd in such a hurry.
Redd drove the carriage anxiously and rushed to the port as fast as lightning.
The wheels rolled and kicked up a cloud of dust, which seemed to encourage his eagerness.
Finally, the outline of the port appeared in front of us. This is Volantis, a prosperous city-state. Countless ships from all over the world are anchored here. There are many masts and sails like clouds, forming a magnificent scene.
However, there is a strange tense atmosphere permeating the port today.
Redd's eyes were attracted by a dilapidated merchant ship.
The ship had evidently been through a terrible storm; its hull was covered with scars and its sails were in tatters.
What is even more worrying is that there are more than a hundred crew members and sailors on the ship. Their skin is a terrible gray color, covered with black and gray spots, and feels as hard as stone. This is the typical symptom of Greyscale.
Greyscale, a fatal disease, is terrifying not only in its physical destruction, but also in its torture of the patient's mind.
The tongues and lips of the sick people will be directly petrified, making them unable to speak and eat normally, and they will eventually die slowly in pain.
This disease is especially likely to spread among children in cold and humid areas.
Once infected, the patient's appearance will be severely damaged, but because of this, they will not be infected with gray blight or other low-fatal diseases.
Wildlings called this disease "Gray Death". They believed that those who were sick and alive were unclean and should be isolated or even killed.
Redd is well aware of the horror of this disease, and he rushed here anxiously just to deal with this difficult problem as soon as possible.
Redd arrived at the port. Looking around, he saw more than a hundred people with black and gray patches on their faces and bodies. They were being driven away by a group of slave soldiers holding spears and were not allowed to disembark.
These people looked very pitiful with their haggard faces and their clothes in tatters.
Redd felt a strong curiosity in his heart. He wanted to get on the ship to communicate with these people and verify some of his conjectures.
However, just as he was about to step forward, Douglas on the side quickly stretched out his hand to stop him and said, "Your Highness, you must not do this!
These people are all infected with Greyscale, which is a terrible contagious disease!"
Redd The corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a confident smile. He gently pushed Douglas's arm across his body and said slowly:
"Don't worry, Douglas. With the blood of a true dragon, I am not only not afraid of flames, but also will not be troubled by diseases." After that, he stepped forward.
When the slave soldiers in front saw Redd approaching, they all made way for a passage, seeming to be in awe of him.
Redd boarded the dilapidated merchant ship with steady steps, the ship's planks creaking under his feet.
As soon as they got on the boat, the people on the boat immediately became commotion, and they crowded over one after another as if they had seen a savior.
Some people cried for help, some begged for some food, and some just wanted to leave this terrible place.
Redd Seeing this, he quickly pulled out the long sword from his waist, placed it horizontally in front of him, and stood on the wet deck, like a god of war.
His eyes were as sharp as an eagle, scanning the surrounding crowd, pointing his sword forward, and forcing back the crew members who tried to get closer.