Redd is now regarded as a lord who owns a city according to his status, and the three giant dragons behind him symbolize his unparalleled power.
This kind of strength and status has naturally become the object of fawning and clinging to many people.
They may want to get close to the Targaryen royal family through Redd, or they may want to get something from this emerging dragon master.
However, most of these people have empty words and thoughtful etiquette, but no substantial content.
Redd is too lazy to remember their names and faces. These people are like products on an assembly line, coming and going, leaving only a moment of noise and a deeper emptiness.
He prefers to stay with King Ghidorah, at least those three heads will give him real touch and response.
However, the arrival of Corlys Velaryon last night was an exception, and it also gave Redd, who had always been bored, a rare moment of energy.
Corlys Velaryon, nicknamed "Sea Snake", is the patriarch of House Velaryon, the husband of Driftmark Earl, Rhaenys, and the father of Laenor.
Redd doesn't really know him, but I have heard Rhaenys speak to him several times and know that he is an upright, brave and adventurous person.
Although during the conversation, Corlys Velaryon tried his best to maintain his demeanor, his tone was calm, and even a bit humble,
But how could Redd's eyes, which had seen the storms of two lifetimes, fail to see the anxiety and frustration hidden beneath his calm exterior?
You don't need to think about it to know that he must have hit a wall.
Perhaps he had differences with King Jaehaerys or Queen Alicent on certain matters, or perhaps some of his plans were hindered.
In short, he seemed to have encountered insurmountable obstacles within the royal family, so he had to put aside his dignity and seek help from this "outsider".
Redd knows in his heart that Rhaenys, as a wife, must be aware of her husband's predicament and may even be involved in it.
But the conditions Corlys offered last night really made Redd dumbfounded.
Those vague promises, those suggestions that require huge costs but little return, feel like fooling a fool.
Redd can almost conclude that it was just a tentative first step for Corlys. Let's look at Redd's attitude and bottom line.
However, at the end of the conversation, Corlys said, "When the matter is accomplished, I will give him the title of prince."
But it was like a stone thrown into Redd's heart, causing a little ripple.
I have to say that this name is very attractive. For any lord of Westeros, this is a symbol of extremely high honor and status.
But for Redd, the title "Prince" has no practical effect.
His goal is not that, what he values more is the real power, resources and the possibility of changing history.
A false title, to him, is just the icing on the cake, rather than a timely help.
But this contact at least let Redd know that the power game within House Targaryen had begun to throw tentative tentacles at him, an "outsider".
Redd is in a good mood today.
After staying in Red Keep for a few days, he was already a little tired of dealing with those flatterers who could never remember their names.
He decided to temporarily get rid of the shackles of the palace, leave Red Keep, and take a good look around this King's Landing, which is known as the Seven Kingdoms shell.
He wanted to feel the pulse of the city, listen to the hustle and bustle of the streets and alleys, and see scenes that were completely different from the Red Keep stone walls.
King Ghidorah seems to have sensed the master's mood, with its three heads looking left and right excitedly, and occasionally letting out a low, curious growl.
However, the good mood was soon broken by an uninvited guest.
Halfway to a bustling market, a well-dressed, resolute-faced middle-aged man blocked his way.
The other party calls himself Duke Elad Stark, King in the North, Winterfell.
His aristocratic etiquette was impeccable, and every gesture he made, including salutes and greetings, revealed the upbringing and sense of propriety of a child of an aristocratic family.
But Redd just glanced at him lightly and understood that this was definitely not a chance encounter.
There was a shrewd calculation hidden in the other party's eyes, and he was clearly waiting for him.
House Stark people, when did they become so restless?
After a few polite remarks about the weather and the hardships of the journey, Elad finally got to the point. His voice was calm, but with a hint of unnoticeable scrutiny:
"I heard that you proposed to the king to become the lord of the North, is that true?"
Hearing this, Redd understood in his heart.
Sure enough, it must be Rhaenys or her husband Corlys Velaryon, who said what he mentioned before,
Or some remarks that were misinterpreted by them were revealed to this King in the North.
The northern border is the territory that House Stark has guarded for generations. It is the realm of winter and one of the oldest and most powerful fiefdoms on Westeros.
Anyone, especially an ancient family leader like Stark, would probably not be happy to hear that someone is coveting his territory.
However, Redd did say similar words, especially when testing King Jaehaerys, those words came out almost naturally.
There was nothing he dared not admit. So, he just nodded lightly and asked, "I did say that. Do you have any opinion?"
When Elard heard this answer, his first impression was that this young man was so arrogant.
A mere outsider, just a few days after arriving in Westeros, dares to point fingers at the Northern Territory, and dares to talk to himself in such a questioning tone?
However, he subconsciously looked back and saw the three dragons entrenched or roaring behind Redd - King Ghidorah, Ehm and Aegon.
At that moment, most of the dissatisfaction and contempt that had arisen in his heart suddenly dissipated.
Instead, there was a complex emotion that was almost awe.
He suddenly felt that this young man's arrogance seemed understandable.
After all, anyone, no matter who you are or what age you are, when there are three living dragons standing behind you that can breathe out flames,
Even if you poke a hole in the sky, others will probably only be muttering in their hearts and smiling on their faces.
Elad has this mentality at the moment. Dragons are the biggest truth in this world. If there is a greater truth, it can only be more and bigger dragons.
Elad was really a little scared at this moment.
He has indeed seen a lot of strong winds and waves. As the Lord of the North, his family guards the harsh and vast land at the northernmost tip of Westeros.
What kind of cold, what kind of Wildlings, what kind of rebellion have you not experienced?
It's not like he has never seen dragons before. During the hundred years of House Targaryen's rule, the giant dragon in Red Keep was what he longed for most when he was a child.