Redd looked at her, was silent for a moment, then turned and walked towards the door.
When he reached the door, he stopped and did not look back.
"I have to leave for a while." He said, "The matter between Daemon and the Three Cities Alliance should be resolved. You stay at King's Landing and take good care of our children."
After saying that, he pushed open the door and walked out.
Rhaenyra sat there, looking at the door that slowly closed, and did not move for a long time.
Her hands held the hem of her skirt tightly, her knuckles turned white, her eyes were slightly red, but she did not shed tears.
She knew she had done something wrong. The fault was that she was too soft-hearted, the fault was that she was too tolerant to Cole, and the fault was that she did not tell Redd what happened at the first time.
But she does not regret marrying Redd - even if it was really for power, even if their marriage was mixed with too many calculations and interests from the beginning.
Because he is the father of her child.
That's enough.
After Redd left the study, he did not stop and went straight down to the underground Dragonpit.
His steps were fast and his face showed no expression, but he was quickly calculating his next plan in his heart.
The matter of Rhaenyra has come to an end for the time being. The warning has been given and everything that needs to be said has been said. The next step will be to see how she behaves.
If she is smart, she should know what to do in the future.
As for Cole...
A castrated waste is not worth his trouble anymore.
What he wants to do now is to solve the real troubles.
Daemon. Three Cities Alliance. Dorne.
More than half of the one-year appointment has passed.
Dawg Las's 50,000-strong navy and two dragons have been on standby outside Stepstones for a long time, and 150,000 army troops have also been stationed at the border of Pentos and Volantis.
Deterrence is enough, it's time to close the net.
The entrance to Dragonpit opened in front of you, and the cold and damp breath hit your face.
Redd stepped in and went down the spiral staircase.
King Ghidorah is waiting for him in the deepest part of Dragonpit.
The huge golden body was still dazzling in the dim light. Three heads turned towards him at the same time, and the six golden eyes shone with a glimmer of connection with his mind.
It sensed his determination and his fighting spirit, and it neighed in a low and excited voice.
"Old friend," Redd walked up to it, reached out and patted the neck of its middle head, "It's time to stretch your muscles."
King Ghidorah's three heads raised up at the same time, letting out a shocking roar.
The sound echoed repeatedly in Dragonpit, causing the gravel on the rock wall to fall rustlingly, and the dragon in the distance to shrink into a ball in panic.
Redd jumped onto King Ghidorah's broad back and sat firmly at the junction of its neck and back.
"Let's go."
King Ghidorah's wings spread out and flapped violently, and its huge body was like a golden arrow, shooting out quickly along the specially opened passage in Dragonpit.
The strong wind roared, and the rock walls retreated rapidly on both sides. In the blink of an eye, it had rushed out of Dragonpit and soared into the sky.
In the sky above Dragonstone, the sun is shining brightly and the sea breeze is howling.
King Ghidorah spiraled up, and the three heads looked down at the castle, the port, Dragonpit, and the people who were as small as ants.
Redd turned back and took one last look in the direction of King's Landing.
The outline of Red Keep is looming in the distance, where there is his wife, his children, his lover, and his... responsibilities.
But he didn't miss it.
Because he knows that only by solving the troubles outside can he truly protect everything he wants to protect.
"Let's go."
King Ghidorah let out a loud roar, turned around, and flew away in the direction of Stepstones.
The golden figure crossed the sky, getting smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared into the clouds in the distance.
Some people looked up at the sky and prayed silently in their hearts.
Inside King's Landing, someone was standing in front of the window, looking at the disappearing golden light spot, his eyes full of complicated emotions.
But someone on Stepstones still doesn't know that a devastating storm is approaching him.
Redd had already thought through the entire plan and made detailed deployment arrangements before taking action.
He knows that in order to successfully complete the mission, a rigorous and efficient strategic layout must be in place.
Therefore, he specifically asked Dawg Russ to lead the fleet to the reef area between Lys and Stepstones to station on standby.
This sea area has complex terrain and dense reefs, but it is an excellent place to control the whereabouts of Daemon.
Once Daemon and his fleet enter the area, the fleet commanded by Dawg Russ can quickly attack and form an encirclement, thus effectively limiting their scope of activities and implementing comprehensive surveillance.
In addition, if there is a need to pursue Daemon and others, with the powerful strength and extremely high speed of this fleet, I believe the target will be discovered and captured soon.
Sure enough, after a long and arduous search, everyone finally saw the three-headed Gold Dragon royal flag flying high on the sea near Lys!
However, what is unexpected is that at this moment, this mysterious fleet is actually caught in an extremely fierce naval battle...
The sun penetrates the gaps in the clouds and casts a huge shadow on the blue sea - that is the figure of King Ghidorah.
Three pairs of golden eyes locked on the battle situation on the sea at the same time, and the three heads let out a low roar almost at the same time.
Redd stood on the back of the giant dragon. The dragon's scales were cold and hard, and the sea breeze blew the cloak behind him.
His eyes crossed the waves and he clearly saw the flag - the image of a half-naked woman, lazy and seductive, which was the symbol of Avri, the "god of lust" believed by the Lys people.
At this moment, this flag is flying over a fleet of more than thirty warships.
Opposite them, the Dawg Russ fleet, flying the flag of the three-headed Gold Dragon King, was struggling to maintain its formation.
"These idiots." Redd's voice was very soft, but with a biting chill.
He could see clearly - Dawg Russ's fleet was obviously at a disadvantage.
Although Dawg Rath himself was one of the most cautious generals under his command, Lys's fleet was almost twice as large as his.
Moreover, the Lys people were obviously well prepared: their warships were arranged in a half-moon-shaped encirclement formation, and they were slowly but resolutely tightening the encirclement.
Dawg The hull of Russ's flagship "Dragon Head" is already covered with arrows, and figures running back and forth can be vaguely seen on the deck.
But even so, the three-headed Gold Dragon King flag is still flying high, with no intention of lowering it.
Redd's eyes swept across the entire battlefield, making quick calculations in his mind.
Dawg Russ has obviously tried his best - he followed the instructions and hid the main fleet in the reefs, and only brought a small number of warships to persuade them to surrender.
But instead of surrendering, the Lys people took the opportunity to launch a surprise attack.
Now, Dawg las can only fight and retreat, trying to guide the Lys fleet towards the reef group and use the geographical advantage to reverse the situation of the battle.