He can't wait any longer. The longer the time drags on, the more likely the unknown variable named Redd will stir up the already turbulent situation of King's Landing.
He must act immediately to nip this potential threat in the bud, or turn it into a boost for the family.
"Send the order! Immediately! Call all House Targaryen members who can come!" Jaehaerys's voice was a little hoarse because of weakness.
But the urgency and unquestionable nature of it made the attendants standing by not dare to neglect it at all.
He didn't even change out of his slightly messy nightgown. He struggled to sit up and motioned for the crown.
The cold metal touch made him wake up a little, and allowed him to condense his remaining majesty.
The night is dark, but the lights are brightly lit deep inside the castle.
The news spread throughout King's Landing as quickly as possible, especially among those circles closely related to House Targaryen.
The family members, no matter where they are at this moment, no matter how many grudges they have in their hearts, they all understand that this is an extraordinary summons.
When they saw the old king who was stumbling and pale but still sitting on the throne, everyone felt the heavy worry.
The atmosphere in the conference room was solemn, filled with tension and uneasiness.
Brothers Viserys and Daemon looked at each other, their eyes full of vigilance and a hint of unnoticeable excitement - for them, this might be an opportunity to break the deadlock.
Corlys looked even more worried. He looked at his wife Rhaenys, trying to get more information about Redd from her.
Rhaenys sat quietly, with no expression on his face, but his heart was racing, assessing the reaction of his grandfather and family.
Jaehaerys King used his last strength, cleared his throat, and began to speak.
He did not beat around the bush, and directly presented the news brought by Rhaenys, as well as the analysis he made based on it, concisely and heavily.
About the pure Dragon King bloodline, about the three dragons that broke the rules, about the possible threats from Valyria, and the most disturbing three-headed dragon.
"... We must act," the old king's voice trembled slightly with excitement,
"Redd·Melasis, he is like a stone thrown into the pond, which has disturbed our calm lake.
We cannot wait for him to grow stronger, we cannot let him become a catalyst for our internal strife, and we cannot let him have the opportunity to challenge our Targaryen Dynasty!"
The family members were silent, digesting the news that could change everything.
Viserys broke the silence first. He looked at his grandfather with a hint of challenge in his tone:
"Grandpa, why don't we just regard him as a threat and take him down in one fell swoop? No matter how big his dragon is, we still have four adult dragons!"
Daemon chuckled, "Get it? Viserys, don't forget, his dragon seems to be more powerful than we imagined.
Moreover, we still have the issue of Iron Throne's inheritance rights..."
"Shut up!" Jaehaerys slammed the armrest. Although the force was not strong, the majesty still silenced the two of them, "Now is not the time for internal fighting! We must unite!
Redd, he may be our biggest challenge or our biggest disaster. We cannot act recklessly."
After a heated discussion, even a quarrel, finally, under the authority of Jaehaerys and the pressure of reality, the family reached a consensus.
They decided to gather the four remaining dragons of the family and set up an ambush near Dragonstone, the only road that Redd might pass through.
The best result is naturally to persuade Redd to marry and join House Targaryen through negotiation, so that his dragon belongs to the Tanklian family.
It can help them fight against external threats and even solve internal inheritance issues.
After all, he is easier to control alone than an external force with three dragons.
What if negotiations fail? Then the only option is to resort to force.
A dragon battle, this is the option House Targaryen least wants to see, but has to prepare for it.
Jaehaerys knew in his heart that although their dragons, Wormisor and Silverwing, were the largest adult dragons in the family, they did suffer in terms of size.
However, they still have a numerical advantage - four against three.
"A dragon that can go into battle," Jaehaerys read out the name with difficulty. Each name represents the strength and pride of the family, "I have my own dragon, Bronze Fury, Wormisol;
Alysanne Queen's (died and digged out)'s Silverwing; Daemon's, blood worm, Coraxio; and Rhaenys's Red Queen, Meleys."
There are four giant dragons, two of which are the largest adult dragons in the family that have been tamed, and the other two are by no means weaklings.
From Jaehaerys's point of view, even if the opponent's three dragons were staggering in size, especially the two adult dragons, they might be even bigger than the late Balerion.
However, the numerical advantage, coupled with the physiques of Wormisor and Silverwing, may still give them a slight advantage in combat power.
This was the only way he could think of to fight against unknown threats and protect his family's bloodline.
He leaned back in his chair tiredly, but his heart couldn't calm down.
This upcoming dragon battle, no matter what the outcome, will profoundly change the fate of House Targaryen.
The atmosphere of the family meeting was so heavy that it was almost suffocating. When the old king finished announcing the decision with difficulty,
When the meeting was called to a close, everyone felt relieved, but also slightly uneasy.
Viserys, the self-proclaimed heir closest to the orthodoxy of the Dragon Bloodline, stayed alone in the palace after everyone dispersed, feeling the silent rejection that belonged to him.
Without the dragon, it would have been a luxury for him to even participate in the dragon battle that decided the fate of his family.
An unprecedented sense of crisis gripped him.
My father is getting old, and the Daemon thug is becoming more and more uncontrollable. Rhaenys and Corlys are becoming more and more powerful, and he, the dignified Viserys·Targaryen,
The future heir of Iron Throne doesn't even have a dragon to ride! How does this make him deal with himself?
How to keep his rightful place?
A thought arose in his mind, but was quickly suppressed by another: to tame a dragon!
He is the one who has ridden Balerion the Black Dread, Westeros's most powerful dragon!
In his eyes, the other existing dragons in the family, Wormisor, Silverwing, Colakxiu, and even Rhaenys's bad-tempered Red Queen Meleys,
They are just shadows of Balerion, not pure enough or powerful enough.
However, he hesitated again when he thought of approaching a dragon that had never been tamed before, especially the largest and oldest glutton or Vhagar.
While Viserys was struggling with hesitation and anger, Rhaenys had already quietly laid out his chess pieces.