Chapter 167: Early Morning Talk

The next day, while it was still dim outside, Alaric woke up.

This was the first time he woke up with a girl by his side, and also the first time he observed a girl's sleeping from such a close distance.

Daenerys's long silver-golden hair was scattered messily on the pillow, her delicate nose slightly moving up and down, emitting soft breaths.

Her cherry lips were slightly parted, her eyes closed tightly, tears at the corners of her eyes and the pink on her cheeks reflected the intensity of the battle from last night.

For Daenerys, it was her first time and the same was for Alaric, as well... He watched Daenerys sleep, feeling a strange warmth.

After some time, her long eyelashes began to flutter. Daenerys woke up.

She groggily sat up, the blanket naturally slipping off, revealing her still somewhat petite figure. Alaric didn't flinch, just smiled at her.

Finally, Daenerys fully woke up and immediately noticed her situation and the man beside her, so she hurriedly pulled up the blanket.

Perhaps pulling it up too forcefully, she inadvertently touched the wounds from last night, causing her to furrow her brows in pain.

Alaric immediately understood and snapped his fingers.

Then, Daenerys felt her pain completely disappear.

"Your magic can still be used here?" she asked subconsciously, realizing how awkward her question made the atmosphere.

So she silently got up, tidied herself acting like a newlywed wife, and went out to wash up.

After a while, she returned to the tent, followed by a maid who brought in a delicate breakfast.

Daenerys noticed that Alaric had changed the bed sheet. Throughout the breakfast, both of them ate in silence.

It wasn't until the maid cleared the table for a while that Alaric broke the awkward silence.

"Why?" he asked briefly, trying to sound casual, as if inquiring about the weather, but Daenerys immediately understood what he meant.

"This is repayment, and it's also a promise," she said softly, her tone somewhat weak.

"I'm very grateful for everything you've done for me, really. No one has ever valued and believed in me like you do.

I've always been someone else's tool and accessory, but you've given me meaning as a person, as a descendant of dragons.

Although you killed my brother, I'm still grateful to you."

"Now I have nothing. Everything I have is what you've given me. I don't have much to offer you, nor can I make any promises to you, but... please rest assured, I will try my best to help you.

Currently, I'm just an ignorant girl. I don't know if you have a family, a wife, or children, but I won't be a burden to you, nor will I ask for more. I just hope you can give me a little... kindness."

Alaric had never expected her to say such words.

Suddenly, he wondered if he had set too high expectations for this girl, burdening her with too much?

After all, she was just a young girl who had lost everything. He understood why everything happened last night.

This girl lacked a sense of security.

Years of wandering exile and her cruel, violent, and irritable brother made her seek any possible reliance instinctively.

Although she possessed powerful strength, the potential of a ruler, and lofty ideals, before she could truly achieve something, she instinctively sought strong support.

In the original book, it was Drogo, and now it was him.

The original her quickly fell in love with Drogo, whom she originally thought was a savage, and enjoyed her time with him.

After Drogo's death, she never forgot him for the rest of her life. Daenerys Targaryen had such a personality.

This was also good. Alaric's presence could give her enough time to grow and allow her the opportunity to enjoy her youth like an ordinary young girl.

Although she would not experience the turmoil and repeated blows of fate as in the original, under Alaric's constant guidance and practice, he believed that she would become a great ruler in the future.

Having lost their fathers at a young age, inheriting noble identities, and being connected to dragons, they both had the blood of true dragons.

What Artoria Pendragon could do, Daenerys Targaryen could also do.

Perhaps during this period, what Alaric had to do was what Merlin had done initially, or maybe even more than Merlin had done.

But Merlin probably wouldn't enjoy the king's love like he did. After all, Vivian... cough, that old Merlin wasn't a good person.

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