Trust (JorahDany), a game of thrones fanfic | FanFiction
Emilia Clarke as Dany Targaryen in HBO's 'Game of Thrones' We've learned that one of Dany's chief weaknesses is relying too heavily on being trusted, adored, We know, despite the above photo, that Jorah doesn't do it for Dany on a They could possibly set up a long distance relationship and send. Daenerys and Jorah Mormont in the Dothraki sea. . Xaro offers to fund Daenerys's invasion of Westeros in exchange for her hand in marriage. . Daenerys refuses to gamble with the life of her most trusted advisor, general, and dearest friend. On many occasions Jorah shows signs of not only loving Daenerys as his sovereign It was a long kiss, though how long Dany could not have said. to take Tyrion back to Dany, he thinks that it will win back her trust for him.
His boots were crossed, outstretched in front of him.
Occasionally he would wake with a start, seek out the Khaleesi with his eyes, then fade back into his light sleep. She was always there, in the back of his mind. She was his first priority.[GoT] Jorah and Daenerys // Final Hope
Her safety, her satisfaction. Sleep hadn't come easy to him since he swore himself to her.
To obey her, to serve her, to protect her with everything he had. Sleep, it seemed now, was a waste of time. Or rather a selfish act. To take his eyes off of Daenerys for one moment had him feeling guilty.
Ser Jorah woke instantly at the sound, turning to face the ruckus. Two of the Dothraki men were standing over another barrel of gold and silver plates, tipped over and spilling its guts onto the floor of the ship.
It is not for you to shove in your selfish pockets! How do you expect to gain anything if you kill your own people! She looked to him, as if she had expected him to step in before she had. She had her point and they had theirs. She seemed to know it was pointless to argue before stepping back through the hide sheets. Ser Jorah looked to the men, who had put their swords away, neither one of them willing to anger their Khaleesi.
He figured it was safe to follow her inside. She turned to him once he was secure in her arms. I can understand why customs are hard to break," she said, rather distractedly.
She ran a finger down Drogon's neck and he almost purred. As usual, her closeness consumed him. She lifted each of his hands and brought them together before placing Drogon in them. Ser Jorah looked from the dragon to Daenerys.
His eyes lingered on her probably a second longer than acceptable before looking back to the dragon in his hands. She pulled her hands away then, leaving him holding the creature on his own. The Dothraki wore no beards, only long mustaches, and only Khal Drogo had ever kissed her before. He should not be doing this. I am his queen, not his woman. It was a long kiss, though how long Dany could not have said.
When it ended, Ser Jorah let go of her, and she took a quick step backward. I should have kissed you in the red waste, every night and every day. You were made to be kissed, often and well. Dany covered them with her hands, before her nipples could betray her. I am your queen. You have wondered at that, ever since you heard it from the warlocks in the House of Dust.
Nor did Tyrion expect to see Ser Jorah in a state of dress unfit for his Khaleesi; but, the imp rationalises, it is unreasonably early.
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He would not have ordinarily have been clothed at such an early hour, and Mormont has obviously made greater haste than he has. Such haste in fact, that he still seems to be wriggling his way into one of his boots. Informed her of what, precisely? No, she is still Gods, the imp was such a Lannister.
You're not at King's Landing anymore, my friend. Jorah thinks, although Tyrion hasn't been at King's Landing for some time. He told nothing of it to me. He is simply making conversation.
My thoughts are that any threat from the Sons of the Harpy should be taken with due seriousness. Jorah takes a seat opposite Tyrion. It must be clear the Khaleesi has too many men for the Harpy to maintain their campaign to overthrow her now.
She has a right to be informed of threats to their security. Tyrion quickly averts his gaze from the stark naked Queen before him. Jorah bends around the side of his chair, using every ounce of strength to meet only Daenerys' eyes. The pair shares a smile of shared secrets; a smile of plans interrupted and unresolved desires. They are stated and still hungry all at once.
At long last Jorah lets his eyes travel over her, and feels his need to get Tyrion out of the chamber increase exponentially.
Daenerys manages not shiver, but only just. Jorah, never one to disappoint his Khaleesi, rises from his seat and takes her fingers in his. As Tyrion is doing so he glances back at her in time to see the old knight pressing a kiss to her translucent shoulder, the silver haired Queen placing one in return to the top of his ginger head.