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"Yes," Alaric said calmly looking at Daenerys.
Although in the original book, Daenerys grew into a qualified ruler and an attractive leader after experiencing the pain of losing her brother, husband, and son, now she was just a young girl sent for marriage, and it was normal for her to feel apprehensive.
So, Alaric lifted her face with his hands, looked into her violet eyes, and said seriously.
"You are the true descendant of dragons, the descendant of Aegon the Conqueror, the legitimate heir to the Iron Throne. You are a smart and strong girl.
Although you know nothing now, you can learn, can't you?
In the days to come, I will provide you with knowledge about different fields, let you understand how to control others, and how to establish and rule a country.
Reclaiming King's Landing, ascending to the Iron Throne, and restoring the glory of House Targaryen, isn't that your dream?"
Daenerys looked at Alaric firmly, his black eyes, the warmth of his hands, and his words gave her strength.
She began to convince herself that she could become a qualified queen, at least, she had to believe in the man who believed in her.
"I understand," she finally nodded, saying to Alaric with a determination she had never had before.
"In the name of House Targaryen, I swear I will become a qualified queen, reclaim King's Landing, ascend to the Iron Throne, and restore the glory of House Targaryen. I will unify this kingdom for you and rule it well."
"Not for me, but for yourself," Alaric added, but he was still very satisfied with Daenerys's courage and talent.
From her reaction, she was indeed a born ruler.
"Alright, for myself," Daenerys smiled gently, relieved of much of her inner tension.
Then she curiously asked, "And what about you? What can you gain from this process?"
Alaric pondered for a moment before replying, "Knowledge and the bloodline of dragons."
Then he explained, "I am a mage, seeking the power to decipher the world from knowledge.
There are many interesting magics in this world, such as the sacrifices to R'hllor and the shadowbinders' ability to manipulate fire and shadows, skinchangers' magic to invade animal consciousness.
Priests' and warlocks' spells of resurrection and manipulation of the dead, and even the powerful magic of the Children of the Forest in the past, which could shatter continents.
Although they are lost now, with my arrival and the return of dragons, these magics will once again shine."
"Furthermore, I have the ability to transform into a dragon through magic, but this magic is too dangerous and difficult to control.
I hope to improve this magic by using your true dragon blood and the blood of other dragons, so that others can also gain the power to transform into dragons."
After hearing Alaric's words, Daenerys nodded as if she understood.
She had only heard about magic, but that didn't prevent her from considering Alaric as a scholar of some sort in this city, except that Alaric was much more powerful and ambitious than them.
After all of Daenerys's questions were answered, the conversation stopped.
She quieted down again, just sitting beside Alaric, looking at him intently.
After a while, Alaric put down the book again and turned to Daenerys, reminding her, "It's late. You should go back to your tent quickly. There's a war tomorrow."
However, Daenerys refused him.
"No!" she said, looking into his eyes seriously.
It was the first time she had refused his request, and she had mustered up the courage to do so.
Alaric looked at her strangely.
In front of Alaric, she unbuttoned her robe, and her purple robe and white underwear fell to the ground.
Her naked body was displayed in front of him. Alaric opened his mouth, but in the end, he didn't make a sound.
Daenerys continued. She came to Alaric's side, took off his clothes piece by piece.
Although Alaric resisted slightly, Daenerys grabbed his hand and continued, gently but firmly.
The night wind was cold, as cool as ice water, blowing on their bare skin, making her shiver involuntarily, and goosebumps appeared on her body.
Daenerys was very afraid of what would happen next, but when she thought of everything that had happened today, she gathered the last bit of courage and stepped forward.
She held his hand, guiding it to her moist place.
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