[ It was hard to ignore how much this place calmed her. She wonders: was it the company or the environment? It fills her with joy, as if seeing life flourish was sparking some childish hope.

The peach was offered with a smoothness that makes her heart skip a beat — a gesture that reminds her almost of Daario. More humble, never crude. She offers a gracious nod. ]

It does sounds lonely, if you'll forgive my bluntness. In my life, what I've had was once ... nothing. Merely a house with a red door and a lemon tree, once upon a time. I've acquired cities, armies, and dragons. I suppose the sun always gave me hope when I left behind the house with the red door and my lemon tree. I can't ... imagine it being as you described your world.