The eldest princess Rhaenys Targaryen sat on a high throne, wearing a decent black velvet dress, with the Targaryen family crest embroidered in gold on the left chest.
A delicate and beautiful face, eyes as black as autumn water, long wavy brown hair hanging down her back, and on the top of the girl's head is a queen's crown left by her grandmother, with a fire inlaid in it.
red gemstone.
This crown belonging to the queen was originally meant for women to wear. Viserys could still wear it when he was young, but now that he has grown up, it is no longer suitable.
So Viserys left the crown in the castle, and he melted some more gold and recast a crown of his own.
now.
Rhaenys sat on the throne in the main hall, holding the armrests of the throne with both hands, looking down at the red-robed witch who was kneeling on the ground and then slowly stood up, and then said.
"Your name is Melisandre?"
The girl's clear voice echoed in the empty hall.
"Just as Her Royal Highness the Princess said."
The red-robed witch stood at the bottom of the hall, her voice slightly hazy and hoarse, but without any ripples, and she responded extremely calmly.
The attitude is neither humble nor high-spirited.
"Are you...the messenger of the Red God?"
And Rhaenys was sitting on the throne, the rubies on her forehead shining in the sunlight on both sides of the hall, and then she continued to ask.
"My humble status makes me dare not call myself the messenger of the King of Light, but this journey is also to spread the glory of the true God."
Melisandre answered Rhaenys's questions fluently, without any hesitation or loopholes, as if she had prepared a case in advance.
She denied that she was a messenger of the Lord of Light, but said that her status was too low to be called a messenger of God.
Because Viserys once called himself the messenger of the Seven Gods, if she claimed to be the messenger of the Lord of Light, their identities would become equal to a certain extent.
Melisandre just said that she wanted to spread the faith of the Lord of Light.
"this..."
After hearing the other party's answer, Rhaenys frowned slightly.
In fact, there are many believers in the Lord of Light on the continent of Essos, and red-robed monks can often be seen in various cities.
They traveled around spreading the faith of the Lord of Light, building red temples, buying slave children or adopting abandoned orphans to become their monks, temple prostitutes or warriors.
They have been relatively restrained and tolerant in recent hundreds of years, and rarely conflict with local sects. Therefore, they can tolerate red-robed monks preaching in many places on the Essos continent.
Even as far away as Westeros, there is a small red temple in Old Town, the base camp of the Faith of the Seven Gods.
And Rhaenys has also seen red-robed monks preaching in Andalos, but there has not yet been a red temple here.
"Melisandre, don't you know that my uncle is the messenger of the Seven Gods?"
Rhaenys frowned for a while, then asked again.
She didn't joke this time, and her delicate little face was serious, because she always felt some inexplicable pressure when facing this red-robed witch.
And this matter is no small matter.
"The brilliance of false gods cannot be compared with that of true gods."
Melisandre heard Rhaenys's question and answered directly without any hesitation.
"Be bold!"
The guards standing on both sides of the hall were all Andal warriors who first followed Viserys. When they heard that the red-robed witch dared to speak nonsense here and insulted the Seven Gods as false gods, they were naturally furious.
Her teacher, Maester Gunther, who was sitting next to Rhaenys, also frowned, and then turned his head to look at the girl sitting on the throne.
He felt that this was a very disrespectful act, and that Rhaenys should punish her on Viserys' behalf by dragging the woman out, whipping her, and driving her out of Andalus.
Because the guest this time was a red-robed witch who was involved in occultism, Mili, the magic and occult consultant in the castle, naturally came to the scene and sat side by side with the bachelor.
However, she believes in the Supreme Shepherd and does not believe in the Seven Gods, so she does not care about Melisandre's words.
only...
Mirri clenched her palms tightly and looked at Melisandre with a somewhat dangerous and scrutinizing gaze.
If this red-robed witch wants to join Andalus, it will inevitably have an impact on her status.
However, even though Rhaenys had a good temper, she frowned after hearing Melisandre's words, but her reaction was not as fierce as the guards and maesters. She just waved her hand to stop the guards' behavior.
Then the girl looked at the red-robed witch with her beautiful eyes and spoke seriously.
"Melisandre."
"I need to correct you. The King of Light is the true god, and the Seven Gods are also true gods."
"If such a mistake is made again, I'm afraid you will need to find a warrior to conduct a trial by combat on your behalf."
Rhaenys looked at the red-robed witch and warned.
She didn't lie.
Although Rhaenys has a kind-hearted character, if the woman in front of her talks again, Rhaenys will order the execution of the other party or the other party can find a knight to conduct a trial by combat on her behalf.
Melisandre naturally heard Rhaenys's warning and bowed slightly, but still remained calm.
She didn't seem to notice that the surrounding guards had put their hands on the hilts of their swords. She neither denied nor agreed to Rhaenys's words, but paused for a moment, then changed her voice and continued.
"Everyone has to make a choice."
"In the future, no matter whether you are male or female, old or young, rich or poor, there will be no difference in your choices."
"To cast light, or to follow darkness."
"Promote good, or follow evil."
"Believe in God or worship false gods."
"I do not deny the nobility of your uncle, His Majesty Viserys III Targaryen."
The red-robed witch stood quietly in the center of the hall, her voice echoing slowly.
"on the contrary."
"I believe that Your Majesty is the reincarnation of Azor Ahai, the savior. In the future, he will wield a flaming sword called Lightbringer, also known as the Red Sword of Heroes, and awaken the dragon from the rock to end this eternal war.
Disputes.”
Melisandre's words are a bit confusing, and they sound like they make a lot of sense, but they all seem to be nonsense.
Rhaenys and the surrounding guards were all confused by the deception. Only the maester seemed to understand some of the witch's words, and his eyes widened in shock.
"Your Highness, I think this red-robed witch should be driven away immediately."
"What she said was dangerous."
Then the maester took a deep breath and whispered suggestions in Rhaenys's ear.
However, Rhaenys was silent for a long time, and finally shook her head, and did not adopt her teacher's advice to drive away the red-robed witch.
"Master Gunther, she is here to see Viserys. I can't just drive her away."
"Let's handle this matter by ourselves when he comes back."