His voice was not loud, but it carried an absolute and unquestionable certainty.
Alicent's breathing stagnated slightly, but she did not dodge, but met his gaze. "Then what if... I don't challenge?
If I can be my queen with peace of mind, raise my child with peace of mind, and let him be a peaceful brother-in-law, neither fighting nor grabbing... will you keep us safe?"
This is what she really wants to ask.
Redd looked at her and suddenly smiled. There was no sarcasm in that smile, only a hint of... playfulness?
"Alicent, you invited me here tonight, not to ask me questions, but to... make a promise."
Alicent didn't deny it, just looked at him quietly, waiting for the answer.
Redd pondered for a moment, then slowly said, "I can make you a promise.
If you and your children stay safe and don't try to pose any threat to Rhaenyra, then I will make sure you are safe.
You will continue to be your queen, and your child will have everything he deserves. But..."
He changed the topic and his tone became colder. "If I find out that you have made any small move, even if you just send a message to Otto, even if you just have private contact with a lord who may be against Rhaenyra...
Then, you and your children will disappear from this world. Do you understand?"
Alicent's body trembled slightly, but she still nodded. "Understood."
Redd turned around and prepared to leave. The moonlight shone through the window screen and cast a silvery glow all over the place.
Redd's hand has touched the door handle, and the cold metal texture has slightly cooled down his brief confusion.
He needs to leave here, return to Rhaenyra, and organize tonight's conversation into information that is beneficial to her.
Alicent's statement, whether it is sincere or expedient, is a chess piece that can be used--
However, the movement behind him interrupted his thoughts.
A warm body pressed against him, soft arms passed under his armpits and hugged his chest tightly.
The delicate fragrance that belongs only to mature women instantly surrounded him, with a stronger hormonal scent unique to pregnancy.
Redd's body stiffened slightly.
Alicent's cheek was pressed against his back, the hot breath seeping into his skin through the fabric of her clothes, her pretty red lips almost touching his ears,
The voice was soft and melodious, with a hint of deliberately suppressed but increasingly sultry charm. "Our relationship... should become closer.
This is the best protection for me."
As she spoke, one hand slowly slid down from his chest, and her fingertips lightly traced through the fabric, the teasing meaning clearly evident.
The other hand hugged her even tighter, pressing the breasts that had become plumper and fuller due to pregnancy tightly against his back. The ultimate soft touch was so clear that even through two thin layers of clothing, it made people's blood rush.
Redd Close your eyes and take a deep breath.
Damn it.
He is indeed not a man with strong self-control.
Mysaria knows this, Rhea·Royce knows it, Jenny·Arryn knows it, and Rhaenyra knows it very well.
He never hides his greed for beauty, and he never refuses the temptation that comes to his door - as long as the woman is beautiful enough, as long as the scene is exciting enough.
And now, Alicent·Hai Tarth, this pregnant queen who was once dignified and docile but now actively throws herself into his arms, is using her softest and most attractive parts to challenge his already weak self-control.
She is indeed more attractive than usual now.
Pregnancy has caused subtle changes in her body shape - the places that should be convex are more convex, and the places that should be curved are more curvy, and her whole body exudes a feeling of being ripe and waiting to be picked.
That thin nightgown couldn't cover anything at all, but instead outlined suffocating curves in the moonlight.
When she spoke close to his ear, her pink tongue gently licked his earlobe. The softness and warmth at that moment almost made him unable to hold back.
"This relationship of ours..." Alicent's voice became softer and softer, carrying a fatal temptation, "No one will know."
No one will know.
This sentence was like the last straw, crushing Redd's shaky sanity.
He turned around suddenly, grabbed her chin, and raised her pretty face.
Under the moonlight, Alicent's eyes were gleaming with water. There was no temptation or calculation in them, only the same burning and naked desire.
They looked at each other for less than a second.
Redd leaned over and kissed her.
Alicent took the initiative to cater to him, put his arms around his neck, and pressed his body closely against him.
The kiss was passionate and urgent, with a long-suppressed release and a certain determination that broke the pot.
Redd One hand held her waist--the waist that was slightly thicker due to pregnancy, but more feminine because of it--and the other hand picked up the crook of her leg and hugged her whole body.
Alicent exclaimed softly, then turned into a low laugh, hugged his neck, and let him carry her towards the large bed.
The nightgown slipped off, and the moonlight flowed on the undulating curves.
The candlelight flickers, casting the entangled figure on the wall, like a dream.
The low moans and gasps were intertwined, picked up by the night wind, and dispersed into the vast night outside the window.
The night is long.
When the white fish belly appeared in the east, Redd slowly opened his eyes.
Next to him, Alicent was lying on his side, curled up, sleeping deeply.
The flush of pleasure remained on her face, her brows were stretched, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, as if she was having a sweet dream.
Her swollen belly rose and fell gently with her breathing, and a hand was still placed on his chest, as if to confirm his presence.
Redd looked at her quietly, but there were not many complicated emotions in his heart.
This is just part of the deal. In other words, it's just another variable in this power game.
Alicent exchanged his body for a stronger commitment, and he enjoyed an unexpected pleasure. That's all.
As for the future? Let's talk about the future in the future.
He gently took her hand away and stood up to get dressed. His movements were very gentle and did not wake her up.
Before leaving the house, he looked back. Alicent was still asleep, and the morning light coated her face with a soft golden color.
She looked so peaceful and content, as if everything last night was just a dream.
Redd Pushed the door open and stepped into the corridor in the early morning.
The morning breeze blew against his face with a coolness, blowing away the last trace of charm from his body.
He took a deep breath, quickened his pace, and walked towards the residence where he and Rhaenyra lived.
A new day has begun, the game of power continues, and he still has too much to do.
As for Alicent · Sea Tarth - no, Alicent · Targaryen Queen - she has become another pawn on his chessboard.
A chess piece was held in his hand, but he thought he was holding it.
That's fair.
Redd raised the corners of his mouth slightly and disappeared at the end of the corridor.