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Daenerys

           Lastofallcamethecollar,aheavygoldentorcemblazonedwithancientValyrianglyphs. 

           "Nowyoulookallaprincess,"thegirlsaidbreathlesslywhentheyweredone. DanyglancedatherimageinthesilveredlookingglassthatIllyriohadsothoughtfullyprovided. Aprincess,shethought,butsherememberedwhatthegirlhadsaid,howKhalDrogowassorichevenhisslavesworegoldencollars. Shefeltasuddenchill,andgoosefleshpimpledherbarearms. 

           Herbrotherwaswaitinginthecooloftheentryhall,seatedontheedgeofthepool,hishandtrailinginthewater. Herosewhensheappearedandlookedherovercritically. "Standthere,"hetoldher. "Turnaround. Yes.Good. Youlook..." 

           "Regal,"MagisterIllyriosaid,steppingthroughanarchway. Hemovedwithsurprisingdelicacyforsuchamassiveman. Beneathloosegarmentsofflame-coloredsilk,rollsoffatjiggledashewalked. Gemstonesglitteredoneveryfinger,andhismanhadoiledhisforkedyellowbearduntilitshonelikerealgold. "MaytheLordofLightshoweryouwithblessingsonthismostfortunateday,PrincessDaenerys,"themagistersaidashetookherhand. Hebowedhishead,showingathinglimpseofcrookedyellowteeththroughthegoldofhisbeard. "Sheisavision,YourGrace,avision,"hetoldherbrother. "Drogowillbeenraptured." 

           "She’stooskinny,"Viseryssaid. Hishair,thesamesilver-blondashers,hadbeenpulledbacktightlybehindhisheadandfastenedwithadragonbonebrooch. Itwasaseverelookthatemphasizedthehard,gauntlinesofhisface. 

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