"That's enough!" Rhaenyra interrupted him sharply, "If you keep talking nonsense, I'll call someone!"
Cole's voice became low and dangerous. "Call someone? Who to call?"
Your husband is currently underground Dragonpit, accompanying those beasts and that bitch! Do you think I don't know?
I know everything! He doesn't care about you at all, he just uses you! And I... I really mean it..."
Mysaria's hand stopped in mid-air, only a few inches away from the door.
Her heart almost jumped out of her chest.
Ke Lys ton·Cole--a member of Kingsguard, the king's personal guard, the man who has always been known for his loyalty, rigidity, and unsmiling smile--he actually... he actually has such thoughts about Rhaenyra?!
And, what did he just say? Did he know that Redd was underground? Did he know that Dragonpit was underground? Did he know that Mysaria was there? He had been monitoring?
Mysaria's mind was running rapidly, and cold sweat flowed down his back.
At this moment, the room suddenly became quiet.
Her footsteps were heard.
The next second, the door suddenly opened from the inside.
A cold light flashed, and a Longsword was placed on Mysaria's neck.
The sword blade was only a hair away from her skin, and the cold metal touch made her whole body stiff.
The one holding the sword is Ke Lys ton·Cole.
He had a ferocious look on his face, and his eyes were burning with crazy flames, but when he saw the person in front of him clearly, the flames suddenly stagnated.
"Mysaria..." He murmured, but did not withdraw the sword.
Mysaria didn't dare to move, or even take a deep breath. She could feel the sharpness of the sword blade, and could feel Cole's hand holding the sword trembling slightly.
Inside the house, Rhaenyra was standing by the window, his face pale.
The moment her eyes met Mysaria, both women understood - something was broken.
Mysaria heard something that I shouldn't have heard.
Cole also realized that Mysaria heard it.
The atmosphere was tense to the extreme.
"Sir Cole." Rhaenyra's voice sounded, trying to maintain his composure, "Put down the sword. She is mine."
Cole did not move. He stared at Mysaria, with a trace of struggle flashing in his eyes. "She knows too much."
"I said, put down the sword." Rhaenyra's voice became colder, carrying the majesty of a crown prince.
Cole slowly retracted the sword, but did not return it to the sheath.
He stood at the door, blocking Mysaria's way, still staring at her.
Mysaria took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down. She looked at Rhaenyra, waiting for instructions.
Rhaenyra walked to the door and looked at Mysaria with complicated eyes. There was embarrassment, anger, and a hint of... pleading?
"How much did you hear?" she asked.
Mysaria was silent for a second, and then answered truthfully, "Starting from Harrenhal."
Rhaenyra Close your eyes and take a deep breath.
Cole's hand tightened on the hilt of the sword again.
"Mysaria," Rhaenyra opened his eyes and lowered his voice with an unprecedented vulnerability, "This matter... don't let Redd know about it."
Mysaria looked at her with complicated emotions in his heart.
What is Rhaenyra afraid of? Afraid that Redd knows that someone covets his wife?
Are you afraid that Redd will kill Cole in a rage and cause a bigger disturbance? Or are you afraid that Redd will misunderstand her... What does she have with Cole?
"Princess," Mysaria said carefully, "I was just passing by and didn't hear anything."
Rhaenyra looked at her, a trace of gratitude flashed in his eyes.
She knew that Mysaria was stepping down for her, and she also knew what this sentence meant - Mysaria was willing to keep this secret for her.
But Cole obviously doesn't think so.
"No." He said coldly, "She must die. Only the dead can keep secrets."
Rhaenyra turned his head sharply and stared at him. "How dare you!"
Cole looked at her, his eyes full of pain and struggle. "Rhaenyra, you are too naive.
She is that person's confidant, and she will tell him everything! When the time comes, both you and I will..."
"That's enough!" Rhaenyra interrupted him, "I'll say it again, she is mine.
If you dare to touch her, I will call the guards immediately and tell them that you are trying to assassinate me.
How do you think Redd would deal with a man who assassinated his wife?"
Cole's face was distorted. He looked at Rhaenyra, then at Mysaria. The sword in his hand was raised and lowered, lowered and raised, and finally, it hung down slumped.
"You... you will regret it." He murmured, turned around and rushed out of the room.
Only two people, Rhaenyra and Mysaria, were left in the corridor.
Rhaenyra leaned against the door frame, as if she had exhausted all her strength. She looked at Mysaria and opened her mouth, but she didn't know what to say.
Mysaria walked forward and said softly, "Princess, please go back and rest first. Here... I will handle it."
Rhaenyra looked at her with complicated eyes. "You... really won't tell Redd?"
Mysaria was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "Princess, I am loyal to my master.
But I also know what should be said and what should not be said. Today's incident... just pretend it never happened."
Rhaenyra looked at her for a long time and nodded slightly. She turned around and walked back into the house and closed the door.
Mysaria stood alone in the corridor, looking at the closed door, and his heart was filled with turmoil.
Ke Lys ton·Cole, Captain Kingsguard, actually has that kind of thoughts towards Rhaenyra.
And Rhaenyra... She didn't call someone immediately, she didn't angrily reprimand, she just "rejected".
What does this mean? Does it mean that she has known it for a long time? Does it mean that she has been tolerating it?
Mysaria dare not think further.
She only knew that if Redd knew what happened today, the consequences would be disastrous.
But the question is... how long can she hide it? Will Cole give up? Will Redd's keen intuition detect anything?
She stood in the empty corridor, feeling so helpless for the first time.
Mesalia leaned against the cold and hard wall, her body trembling slightly, as fragile as a candle in the wind.
Although she was temporarily freed from the threat of death, her heart was full of fear and uneasiness - because she knew some secrets that should not be touched.
The man named Ke Lys ton·Cole, his admiration for Her Royal Highness Princess Rhaenyra is beyond words;
Princess Rhaenyra asked Mesalia to keep secret, which undoubtedly implies that she also has some special feelings for Ke Lys ton·Cole.
After all, how could such a decision be made if there was no attachment at all?
Just now, in order to save her own life, Mesalia made a promise without hesitation, saying that she would never leak a word about this matter.
However, at this moment, when she thought about the possible terrible consequences of breaking her oath, she couldn't help but tremble and break out in cold sweat.
Having followed Redd for quite some time, she knew very well that this owner seemed ordinary in appearance and could even maintain a bit of so-called "normalcy".