Once the backbone of the Valery family falls and Laena and Laenor rush to take over, internal chaos will inevitably follow.
At that time, it would be much better to have Rhaenyra appear as a "blood relative" and "ally" to provide support (or exert pressure).
All Rhaenyra has to do is accept this "fait accompli" and make use of it.
Similarly, for Viserys and Alicent... there may be more covert methods of pressure.
Viserys's health is a problem (in the original work, he was in bad health later), and Alicent's pregnancy and delivery are not without risks.
Some "misfortunes" can look like fate rather than man-made conspiracy.
"It's better to have a two-pronged approach." Redd gradually had a clearer outline in his mind.
"On the surface, I will continue to support Rhaenyra to win support among the nobles, and use my influence (Oriental Trade, Iron Bank) to win over and intimidate, such as Vale's Jenny Arryn is a good start.
Secretly, through the channels of Mysaria, create 'accidents' and clear key obstacles,
And guide public opinion to make the situation develop in a direction that is beneficial to Rhaenyra (that is, beneficial to me)."
He needs to give Mysaria clearer instructions, and at the same time, he needs to continue to observe the movements of King's Landing and look for more available chess pieces and breakthroughs.
Daemon's anger is on the surface and can be used to create chaos or divert attention. Otto·Hai Tarth's cunning and sophisticated tactics require careful prevention and countermeasures.
As for Rhaenyra... she needs to grow and be pushed forward when necessary.
If she is still unable to be cruel, then in order to gain ultimate control, he may need to make "necessary" choices for her at some point.
Of course, it would be best to make her think that it was forced by the situation or caused by the enemy's conspiracy.
Redd looked out the window again, King Ghidorah moved slightly in the moonlight, and the three heads reflected the cold light.
Absolute force is his final guarantee and the confidence that gives him the courage to play chess in the dark.
But how to skillfully use the shadow behind this force to weave an invisible network and gradually bring Iron Throne and Seven Kingdoms under control is the real challenge he faces now.
He walked to the table, spread out a simple Westeros map, and moved his eyes between Driftmark, King's Landing, Vale, and Dragonstone.
A war without gunpowder smoke (or, in other words, with only limited and hidden gunpowder smoke) has begun.
And he, as a chess player, will also be the one who personally overturns the chessboard when necessary. But now, patience and more sophisticated calculations are needed.
"Mysaria." He whispered to the empty room. He knew that this Master of Whisperers would always have a way to appear when needed.
After a moment, slight footsteps sounded outside the door.
Like a docile sheep, Mesalia walked lightly to Redd and stood quietly, like a beautiful sculpture, waiting for his instructions.
Redd's eyes were involuntarily drawn to it, and he was surprised to find that Mesalia had put on an extremely thin and close-fitting gauze skirt.
The texture of the skirt was so transparent that it seemed as if it didn't exist. It only barely covered the key parts.
In this way, her pair of slender and fair legs and a large area of delicate skin as white as snow are unreservedly displayed in the air, like a beautiful and moving picture, which makes people unable to take their eyes away.
This kind of dress undoubtedly perfectly outlines her tall, graceful, plump and round figure.
Especially the charming arc formed between the slender waist and the round and straight hips is even more fascinating;
At the same time, it also highlighted her delicate and smooth skin texture like mutton fat white jade.
Obviously, Mesalia has put a lot of effort into this!
Seeing this, Redd raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing an imperceptible smile.
Immediately afterwards, he suddenly stretched out his arms, tightly hugged Mesalia's slender waist that could not be grasped, and pressed her on the table.
Then, he lowered his head, leaned close to Mesalia's pink earlobe, and whispered softly, "What? You are dressed like this today, are you here to seduce me?"
As he spoke, a warm breath gently brushed against Mesalia's sensitive ear, causing her to tremble all over.
Mesalia immediately blushed and felt shy, but she still mustered up her courage and responded as quietly as a mosquito:
"Xiao... Xiaomei just hopes to serve the master in the best way..."
Her voice is clear and sweet, like the sound of nature, full of endless seductive charm.
Redd nodded with satisfaction after hearing this, stretched out his hand to hold Mesalia's delicate chin, slightly raised her face, and made the two of them look at each other.
After a while, he said, "Well, you are sensible.
However, remember to keep your mind on the right path - no matter which method you use, you must find out as soon as possible when Corlys Earl will return to Driftmark.
Do you understand?"
After Mesalia heard Redd's instructions, she couldn't help but feel a sense of loss in her heart.
She had been happily expecting that everything she had done would arouse Redd's interest, but now it seemed that it had no effect.
Could it be that I can't attract him even by dressing up carefully and acting deliberately?
Thinking of this, Mesalia's eyes became dim.
However, at this moment, Redd suddenly reached out and held down her head, and pressed hard, causing Mesalia's body to lean forward without any precautions.
When she was pushed down and knelt down on the table, she couldn't help but feel an indescribable excitement in her heart.
She knew that all of this was not in vain - those careful planning and secret preparation efforts finally paid off!
At this moment, her attractive red lips like cherries were slightly opened, like a blooming flower, exuding a charming fragrance.
A pink and flexible little tongue gently poked out, like a naughty elf, licking the corners of the mouth happily, as if tasting some delicious food.
Not to be outdone, her delicate hands quickly stretched out and gently touched the other person's skin, giving endless care and care.
The two of them hugged each other tightly, as if time had stopped flowing.
Their bodies gradually moved closer together, feeling each other's hot body temperature and rapid breathing.
Before long, the whole room was filled with a strong sense of spring.
Accompanied by bursts of rhythmic sounds and occasional low whimpering sounds, this beautiful and moving melody fills every corner, making people intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves.
This lasted until the next morning, when the first ray of sunlight spilled into the house through the window, the passion slowly came to an end...