Game of Thrones

It was late evening; the sun had gone down in Mereen when Daario entered Daenerys' quarters through the window, holding a bouquet of flowers in his hand that he carefully had climbed up with to the top of the pyramid. Daario walked to Daenerys' bed and saw her sitting on the bedside in front of him.

"What did I say about climbing?" She said with a small grin. "And the flowers you didn't need to bring them, but now that you already have them, I'll make a nice gift to my dragons."

He looked at her with a fast raising of an eyebrow and amazed in his facial expression. "Well, the guards didn't let me in; they thought I was one of the gold masks." He said as he walked to the corner of her bed and put the flowers gently on the silken duvet, and sat beside her.

"It seems like the unsullied don't like you," She said with a smile.

"Greyworm doesn't like the Secondsons because we do as we please with our freedom," He said.

"Yes, they don't use their freedom because they were fostered to be Unsu