The corridors of Eyrie were built with milky-white, blue-veined marble on both sides, and lazy, pale morning light streamed in through rows of narrow arched windows.
Blue silk carpets covered the white marble floors. Steward Surana, dressed in a round-necked blue gown, walked with her chin slightly raised, her hands clasped in front of her lower abdomen, and her back straight.
Behind her, the first row consisted of two middle-aged women dressed similarly, followed by three rows of nine young maidservants wearing House Crabb maid uniforms (Chapter 11).
Sulana paused in front of a small fireplace at a staircase corner, and everyone behind her stopped.
Standing there, she seemed to sense something and said, "Have someone add more fire; Her Royal Highness will pass by here in a moment."
After giving the order, she continued walking, and at the same time, the maidservant at the far right of the last row immediately left.
As she walked, she said, "Her Royal Highness will have breakfast in the Prime Ministers study today... honey milk..."
As her words fell, two more maidservants hurried away.
"Here..."
"Here..."
"Here..."
Steward Surana gave orders as she walked, and by the time she stood in front of the Lord's bedchamber, only two people remained by her side.
"Good morning."
Ser Barristan Selmy, clad in silver armor and a red cloak, faithfully guarded the door, and the two nodded slightly to each other.
Standing in front of the door, Sulana smoothed the folds of her gown.
Her calm face was expressionless, but after mentally reviewing the places she had inspected and confirming that there were no issues, she finally relaxed.
Since her promotion to Steward of Eyrie, although she didn't show it, she was "walking on eggshells" every day.
To be honest, when she was a housekeeper in Whispering City, she never dreamed that she would one day become the Steward of Eyrie, which was almost the pinnacle for a steward in the Seven Kingdoms, second only to the Grand Maester of Red Keep.
As for Herschel, the former head steward of House Crabb, as the Governor of Mermaid's Port, he was no longer purely a steward.
Thinking of the future Lady Clebber inside the room, and then thinking of the three dragons, almost as big as sheep, but capable of eating a dozen sheep every day... Sulana's heart couldn't help but quicken.
Taking a deep breath, she gently knocked on the door.
...
Under the soft morning light, Daenerys's short hair shimmered with a faint silver glow. She was wearing a light gold nightgown and reading a letter.
She looked up and gave a gentle smile to Sulana, who was bowing, "Good morning, Lady Surana."
Steward Surana took a purple silk gown with a slit neckline from a maidservant and asked, "Is this one suitable?"
Daenerys's violet eyes gently scanned it, then pointed to a light blue silk gown in another maidservant's hand, "I'll wear that one today."
Hearing this, Sulana handed the gown she was holding back to the maidservant, took the other one, and said, "Please allow me to serve you."
"Thank you for your trouble."
Once Daenerys put down the letter and rose, three maidservants approached, removed her nightgown, and helped her into her undergarments.
Then, Sulana approached, and with a gentle flick of the gown in her hand, dressed her.
Her eyes unconsciously swept over the graceful curves, and her movements... seemed to be performing some sacred task, not only meticulous but also full of caution.
What was Sulana thinking? Every part of the future Lady Clebber's body was too exquisite. To live up to the trust of the former Lady Clebber and the young master, she had to carefully "manage" it. This concerned her honor as a steward.
After getting dressed and putting on her jewelry, Daenerys went to the full-length mirror, looked left and right, and said, "Very good."
...
After a jolt, the basket stopped in the Moon Gate Castle's winch room, and Ser Reina, with her hair tied in a high ponytail, was the first to step out.
Tap, tap, tap, tap. The corridor was filled with the crisp sound of footsteps on the stone slabs, and the smallest, silver-haired Reina walked at the very front.
The five female warriors surrounding her varied in build and appearance, but they all had... silver hair.
Outside the Prime Ministers study.
Ser Reina looked up at Ser Barristan and said, "White Beard Knight, I request an audience with Her Royal Highness."
Ser Barristan scanned the silver-haired group before him, his eyes flickering slightly, and said, "Ser Reina, if you are not in a hurry, I suggest you wait a moment. Her Royal Highness has already received three people consecutively in the Prime Ministers study, and breakfast has just been delivered."
After a pause, he added, "You won't have to wait too long."
"No problem."
Ser Barristan was much taller than Ser Reina. She took two steps back to make her neck more comfortable before speaking, "By Duke Green's command, starting today, they will be Her Royal Highness's Royal Guard."
Then, she pointed to the silver-haired female warriors beside her, "They are warriors carefully selected from Crab Claw Peninsula, and they will be under your command from now on."
Reina's bright eyes looked at the white-haired Barristan. The Princess's Royal Guard was now all silver-haired... and this man could also barely be considered silver-haired.
Very good, the task Duke Green assigned... accomplished.
After listening to Ser Reina's introduction, Barristan couldn't help but frown slightly; he had not heard anything about these matters.
He wanted to ask, but remembering Duke Green's warning (Chapter 289), he opened his mouth, but instead said, "I am White Beard A Stan. For the foreseeable future, I will serve as your captain. It is an honor to work with you."
Watching them bow to each other, Ser Reina beside them grinned, revealing her pearly white teeth.
...
Inside the Prime Ministers study, Daenerys put down her spoon and said, "Perhaps I miss Duke Green too much..."
Taking a napkin from Sulana, she continued, "The dream content is already very vague. I only remember that I was in that familiar room, and Duke Green never came... Then I was surrounded by scary-looking barbarians... My attire... My hair was braided with many braids, covered in hair oil, wearing a dirty painted leather vest, riding a horse barefoot... Oh... I even ate raw meat with the barbarians... Oh... I woke up from a nightmare this morning."
Seeing the Princess complaining like a normal young girl, Sulana, who usually kept a "straight" face, rarely showed a smile.
As she placed the honey-added milk in front of Daenerys, she said, "I think this memorable dream is reminding you that Duke Green, far away in King's Landing, is constantly thinking of you."
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