Perhaps Daenerys felt it when she first entered the greenhouse. Or perhaps after a few minutes looking around, it happened. But eventually it would happen - the smell would get to her.
But it is not the general smell of many assortment of flowers in the greenhouse. It is the overpowering smell of just one. A sweet, fruity scent, which seems to emanate from one of the corners. And in that corner was a young woman, one who looks like she could be around Daenerys' age. And yet also, she could be older.
She was concentrating.
Kakyuu could find nothing like home here. So she intended to make - what else? - a tea olive plant. The plant which shared her scent, and so many other things. A plant that she grew on her own body like hair. Even as she tried to call forth the seed she placed on the floor to life, small osmanthus blossoms were gently tumbling from within her hair, her sleeves, and her dress.
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But it is not the general smell of many assortment of flowers in the greenhouse. It is the overpowering smell of just one. A sweet, fruity scent, which seems to emanate from one of the corners. And in that corner was a young woman, one who looks like she could be around Daenerys' age. And yet also, she could be older.
She was concentrating.
Kakyuu could find nothing like home here. So she intended to make - what else? - a tea olive plant. The plant which shared her scent, and so many other things. A plant that she grew on her own body like hair. Even as she tried to call forth the seed she placed on the floor to life, small osmanthus blossoms were gently tumbling from within her hair, her sleeves, and her dress.