"Haha!"
Daenerys saw the man's default expression and immediately burst into cheerful laughter, completely devoid of the dignified and resolute appearance she had at the sword ceremony a few days ago.
Daenerys smiled and waved to the man, "Then I'll take them away. Oh, and this matter ends here. Don't you dare bully them afterwards. Understand?"
"I understand, I understand, really." The man shook his head helplessly.
"I've spoiled you. It's only been a month, and the timid and helpless girl from before has completely disappeared."
"Yes! You've completely changed me."
Speaking, Daenerys suddenly became serious in tone, looking into Alaric's eyes with some affection, "That's why I said, you are the sun in my life."
'Ah, why did I come here to get compared to this girl? I am twenty three and still a maiden but this girl is having the time of her life.'
Arianne felt a bit uncomfortable beside her. She suddenly realized that her future competitor was truly formidable.
After finishing speaking, Daenerys walked towards Arianne with the three dragons.
The dragons seemed to realize that they had escaped a disaster and no longer showed the scared look, starting to lively jump around.
When she reached Arianne, Daenerys smiled and greeted her, "You must be from Dorne, Princess Arianne Martell, right?
You are truly beautiful. I hope you enjoy your time in Pentos, but it seems like you have something to attend to for now. We'll see each other again."
At this moment, she appeared quite confident and mature, completely different from the coquettish and youthful appearance just now.
Then, she nodded familiarly to Melisandre, and then left the room.
Next, Melisandre brought Arianne to Alaric's presence, briefly introducing her to him, then gracefully left.
As she left, she left Arianne with a thought-provoking remark.
"The divine messenger seems somewhat satisfied with you. I hope we can get along well in the future, whether as colleagues, or..."
Before Arianne could react, she left the room.
Soon, there were only Alaric and Princess Arianne left in the room.
From their conversation just now, Arianne found that Alaric was not the kind of mysterious and unfathomable magician she had imagined.
On the contrary, apart from wielding powerful magic, he was similar to an ordinary person in many ways.
She thought she could quickly establish a good relationship with him through negotiation and make him satisfied.
However, when facing this wizard alone, she realized that she no longer had the fearless attitude and bold personality she had before, as if facing some terrifying monster.
The prepared greetings in her mouth also got stuck in her throat and couldn't be spoken out.
It was not surprising, though. Alaric brought the power of science and magic beyond the era to this world.
These two powers, one acting on the secular and the other on faith, brought unimaginable changes to the ordinary people of this world.
And Arianne, who had seen both aspects of these powers along the way, naturally felt immense pressure when facing the creators of all this.
In the end, Alaric had to speak first.
"You are Princess Arianne Martell of Dorne," he said gently.
"Yes, Divine Lord, it's a pleasure to meet you." Arianne replied softly, trying to put on a gentle smile like a lady.
Then, she gracefully bent her knee, performing a courtesy that only someone like a king could receive.
It seemed she had fully accepted her fate.
Alaric's hands gently supported her, and Arianne felt a soft but firm force lifting her up invisibly. But Alaric in front of her had no physical contact with her at all.
This made her feel the unfathomable nature of the person in front of her again.
But she forcibly suppressed her nervousness and expressed her gratitude to Alaric.
"You are very beautiful, Princess, even more beautiful than I imagined."
Looking at Arianne's exquisite and cool attire, Alaric, who had tasted meat before, couldn't help but whistle.
"Thank you, as long as you are satisfied." Hearing this compliment, Arianne felt some joy in her heart.
The outfit she was wearing now had been carefully selected when she was in Dorne. She believed that any man would be attracted to her in such attire.
But soon she found out that Alaric's appreciation of her stopped there, and there were no further inappropriate actions—although he had the right to do so.
This made Arianne feel both admiring of his demeanor and somewhat dissatisfied—am I not attractive? He didn't even touch me.
But of course, Alaric's willpower aside, just considering the image he currently portrayed, even if he was the messenger of Dragon God, he wouldn't make any moves immediately.
He was someone who was near yet far, seeming indifferent yet resentful. That's probably how such a person was.
However, this dissatisfaction made her start to slightly neglect the pressure Alaric originally brought to her. So, soon they could chat normally.
Arianne seized the opportunity to curiously inquire about every extraordinary aspect she had seen in Pentos to Alaric. She even asked some confidential questions.
Such as how the glass and porcelain in Pentos were made?
Why could the soapberry in Pentos produce foam?
What kind of machinery, rumored to reduce the price of cloth by tens of times, was it, and what was the principle behind it?
How were Pentos' armors made? And some questions about paper and printing techniques.
Alaric didn't use other words to evade her just because she was new and hadn't gained his trust.
He answered all of Arianne's questions one by one with the appearance of a knowledgeable elder, satisfying Arianne's curiosity like a curious baby.
Anyway, for him, all this was nothing. He didn't conquer this world solely through these means, so he didn't have any secrets from this girl who might accompany him in the future.
However, there was some physics and chemistry knowledge in it that Arianne couldn't understand at all.
She could only put on an expression of "I don't know what you're talking about, but it seems very powerful".
Finally, after Arianne had completely satisfied her curiosity, she sighed, "You are indeed a very wise and great wizard.
You have made this world better not with magic, but with knowledge, as you said, which is the catalyst for change in this world.
However, you are indeed different from what I imagined. You are too real, not like a god at all, but like a person.
I thought, messengers of gods are beings devoid of any emotion except faith."
This remark was indeed a bit bold. After all, saying something like this in front of a god's messenger might incur divine punishment.
But through the conversation just now, Arianne thought she had grasped some of Alaric's temperament.
He was more affable than she had imagined.
"If there's no emotion, what's the point of being a god?
If becoming a god means only understanding faith, and becoming powerful means pursuing strength blindly, losing emotions, then such gods or people are just slaves of faith and power.
Having the freedom to indulge in emotions, that should be the real goal." This statement was not only a response to Arianne, but also Alaric's own requirement for himself.
Upon hearing such an answer, Arianne smiled sweetly, looking at the man in front of her as if her eyes were about to drip water.
In fact, Alaric also found Arianne, who was like this, somewhat strange.
Most of Dorne's women had fiery personalities.
Arianne Martell, as the heir of Dorne, was even less likely to be like an ordinary lady.
In the original book, she dared to scheme against her own father and sacrificed her own body to achieve her goals.
If we were to find someone similar in Earth's history, it would definitely be Cleopatra, the Queen of Egypt.
Because of this, Alaric found the current Arianne, who appeared knowledgeable and soft-spoken, quite strange.
Additionally, there was joy in Arianne's tone.
That kind of happy emotion didn't seem like that of someone forced to become a holy maiden.
In the original story, she even attempted to escape Sunspear because of marriage issues, and she tried to seduce someone almost as old as her uncle.
It didn't seem like the actions of a woman willing to join a church and become a saint.
Actually, it was Alaric himself who didn't understand women.
Originally, Arianne might have been very dissatisfied with such a fate. But the moment she saw Alaric's appearance and power, all dissatisfaction disappeared immediately.
Not to mention, besides possessing powerful strength and unfathomable wisdom, Alaric was not like a typical messenger of the gods devoid of any emotion.
From his conversation with Arianne herself, and from Arianne's observation of Alaric's interaction with Daenerys, she was already quite satisfied.
In other words, the woman in front of him was already a gift.
However, Alaric immediately understood the speed at which this woman was giving herself away.
Because she had already undone her belt, and her loose robe had slipped to the ground.
He immediately admired the exotic beauty before him.
Her petite stature indeed had a provocative figure.
What was that phrase again?
'Baby face with big boobs.'
Arianne went straight to Alaric, boldly straddling his lap.
At this point, Alaric was already dumbfounded. Were all the women in this world like this?
Daenerys started giving herself away on the first night they met, Melisandre did the same on the first night they met, and now Arianne, they had only just met not long ago.
However, Alaric had no energy to think about it anymore.
He reached out and grabbed Arianne's arms, gently lifting her up as if he were lifting a small cat.
Dragons were never passive creatures.
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