"Don't worry." Redd said softly, his voice low enough that only he could hear it, "As long as I am here, no one can hurt you."
As for the dragon?
He does have several adult dragons.
Although King Ghidorah cannot be separated, Cannibal and several other dragons can definitely become children's partners.
As for the tacit understanding - his system is not a decoration. When the children are older, he will have many ways to let them establish an extraordinary connection with dragons.
This is his confidence and his pride.
Outside the window, the setting sun was setting in the west, coating the entire King's Landing with a layer of gold.
The two days passed quietly amidst Red Keep's tension and anticipation.
Following the birth of Rhaenyra, it was also the time for Queen Alicent to give birth.
The door of the delivery room was closed tightly, and Alicent's suppressed cry of pain and the midwife's urgent instructions came from inside.
Outside the door, Viserys was sitting alone on a chair, with his hands clasped and his head lowered, wondering what he was thinking.
He has been sitting here for two hours.
No one dared to come forward and disturb.
The attendants stood at a distance, occasionally exchanging glances, and then quickly moved away.
The maester was waiting at the end of the corridor, ready for possible accidents.
Kingsguard was standing outside the door with an expressionless face, but his ears were perked to capture every movement inside.
Viserys's heart is more chaotic than anyone else's.
He thought of Emma.
Thinking of that gentle and virtuous woman, her pain during childbirth, and the unborn boy who eventually took her life.
That was his obsession for many years, his desire for inheritance, and his responsibility as a king - he once told himself this.
But now, when Alicent was also experiencing the same life-and-death situation, he found that he... hesitated.
If it's a boy.
This thought was like a thorn in his heart, and he couldn't pull it out no matter what.
If it is a boy, then this child is his legitimate son, a legitimate prince, and the natural heir in the hearts of countless conservative nobles.
Even if he has publicly confirmed Rhaenyra's identity as the crown prince, even if he personally announced it on Small Council, as soon as this boy is born, everything will become complicated.
Viserys knows very well what the drama of inheriting Game of Thrones is about.
He is the king elected through Great Council. He knows better than anyone how fragile the so-called "succession law" is in the face of interests.
Wasn't Rhaenys - that excellent, smart, dragon-like, and capable princess - also rejected by Great Council?
Why? Because she is a woman. That's all.
Even though the old king Jaehaerys had changed the crown prince twice, and even though Rhaenys's father was the crown prince, she herself had impeccable bloodline and strength, the nobles still chose men.
This is the power rule of Westeros.
If Alicent gives birth to a boy, this rule will take effect again.
There will definitely be nobles who will stand up and support this baby in the name of "maintaining tradition."
Even if Rhaenyra has been publicly confirmed as the crown prince, even if she has a powerful husband like Redd, those careerists will find ten thousand reasons to challenge her.
And Redd...
Viserys's brows furrowed even deeper.
That man, that Dragon King from the East, that monster with King Ghidorah and three hundred baby dragons, will he just sit back and ignore it?
No. He will take action without hesitation, use Dragonfire to burn all opponents, and plunge the entire Westeros into an abyss of blood and fire.
When the time comes, who is he as a king? Who is he as a father? He will become the sinner who caused the civil war and will become a foolish king reviled by history.
Viserys Close your eyes and take a deep breath.
He began to pray, praying that Alicent would give birth to... a girl.
Yes, girl.
If it's a girl, then everything is simple.
Rhaenyra's status as crown prince will not be threatened, Redd has no reason to make trouble, and the kingdom can remain peaceful.
He will give this daughter the best treatment, make her the most noble princess, give her a generous dowry, and let her marry in glory.
If it's a girl...
"Wow--"
A baby's cry came from the delivery room, interrupting Viserys's thoughts.
He stood up suddenly, his heart almost beating out of his chest.
The door opened, and a midwife came out with a happy face and saluted him. "Congratulations, Your Majesty! The Queen has given birth to a little prince!"
Viserys was stunned.
prince.
boy.
His mind went blank.
The midwife was still talking about something, about the safety of mother and child, about the health of the little prince, about Seven's blessings... but Viserys couldn't listen to a word.
He stood at the door of the delivery room, looking at the busy crowd inside and the little life wrapped in soft swaddling clothes, and an indescribable complex emotion surged in his heart.
There is joy - after all, it is his son, his blood, what he has dreamed of for many years.
There is fear - because the birth of this child means that a storm is coming.
Feeling guilty - for Rhaenyra, for the crown prince's daughter whom he had just personally confirmed.
And... a deep exhaustion.
He is old, really old.
He no longer has the energy to deal with a succession war, no ability to balance the forces of all parties, and no courage to face the cold golden eyes of Redd.
"Your Majesty?" the midwife called cautiously, "Do you want to go in and see the queen and the little prince?"
Viserys came to his senses, nodded, and walked into the delivery room.
Alicent was lying on the bed, his face pale and sweating profusely, but his face was full of smiles.
Holding the little baby in her arms, she saw Viserys coming in, her eyes shining with happiness.
"Your Majesty," she said softly, "It's a boy. You have a son."
Viserys walked to the bed and looked down at the baby.
Small, wrinkled, eyes closed, occasionally moving its mouth.
His hair is silver-gold, which is the bloodline of Targaryen.
"What's his name?" Viserys asked.
Alicent looked at him with expectation in his eyes. "Please give me your name."
Viserys was silent for a moment, then slowly spoke, "Aegon. Call him...Aegon."
Aegon the Conqueror's name, House Targaryen's name the greatest king.
This is an honor and a curse.
A bright smile bloomed on Alicent's face. She looked down at the baby in her arms and called softly, "Aegon...Young Griff..."
Viserys looked at their mother and son with mixed feelings in their hearts.
He didn't know what this child would bring. Is it hope or disaster? Is it continuation or destruction?
But he knew that from this moment on, everything was different.
The news quickly spread throughout Red Keep, King's Landing, and every corner of Seven Kingdoms.
The queen gave birth to a prince Aegon·Targaryen.
The king finally has a legitimate son.
Will Rhaenyra's status as crown prince remain as stable as Mount Tai?
All forces began to move secretly, and various thoughts began to quietly sprout. The seeds of the storm have been planted.