20. Daenerys’ Mate

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AERITH’S POV: "I forgot to pluck some spring onions." Freya hissed midway. She had focused on chopping the vegetables after some seconds of warning me about the Alpha while I ruminated on my thoughts. "Where are the spring onions?" I asked her. After all, I had been sitting for minutes without doing anything. I could at least help her to pluck them. I hated being idle. "It's in the garden." She pointed to the connecting door at the far end of the wide kitchen. I furrowed my brows and stared at the door in surprise. I never knew that there was a garden in the house. The more I knew about the mansion, the more I fell in love with it. I wondered how it'll be to have this type of house all to myself. Freya snapped me out of my daydreaming. She must have seen the look on my face. "Ther

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