Chapter TextDaenerys“Mama?” My daughter called from the front of the house. Beside me on the grass lay two dozen daisies which I’d pruned from the existing beds to make way for new flowers.She emerged from around the side of the villa a few moments later, her expression brightening as soon as she caught sight of me. Got yi ti. Her silver-blonde hair was tied in two braids and she wore a blue dress, blue like a summer sky, blue like the eggs in a robin’s nest, made of silk that I’d bought from a cloth merchant who had traveled down from the Bone Mountains of Yi Ti to sell his wares in the villages along the coast. I heard her little footsteps on the white stones as she passed through the red door and came out into the evening sun.“I’m out here, Jeorgianna,” I answered her from the gardens, where I was on my knees, digging in the rich earth, planting a row of iris bulbs beneath the shade of a tall cedar tree.
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