King and King 12

At the first light of dawn, soft rays like a veil gently settled over the bed, and Daenerys slowly woke.

Instinctively, she reached out to touch the empty space beside her. The familiar warmth had long since faded, and her fingertips met only a faint chill.

Then she slowly opened her eyes, still clouded with lingering sleepiness, hazy as though shrouded in morning mist.

"Good morning, Your Highness."

Not long after Daenerys awoke, Surana entered as usual, light and swift of step, followed by several maidservants in blue dresses. Carrying delicate bronze basins, soft towels, and other items, they efficiently attended to the princess as she washed and dressed.

Daenerys walked to the exquisitely carved dressing table and slowly sat down, her gaze falling upon her reflection in the mirror.

Morning light danced across the mirror, illuminating Daenerys's exquisite yet slightly weary face. She tilted her head and examined herself carefully from side to side before softly asking, "Where did Gryn go?"

Surana turned slightly, signaling for the maidservants to present the princess with the ornate jewelry in their hands, set with glittering gemstones and carved with intricate patterns.

As they displayed the various splendid pieces, she said, "He should be at the training grounds right now, watching the horse race the young people organized themselves."

Daenerys was slightly surprised. "So early?"

Surana shrugged. "The Lord Regent told them: the early bird gets the worm."

At those words, the corners of Daenerys's lips lifted into a soft smile, like the first flower blooming in spring.

Her gaze drifted over the jewelry before finally settling on a set of amethyst necklace and earrings. She picked them up gently and held them against herself before the mirror. "His sayings are always so inspiring."

Surana pressed her lips together. "Yes, he is a