Daenerys kept close to Jorah until Drogon was brought close enough to rest his head upon the railing. She reached down and gently stroked over his snout, Jorah's words lost to her as her world revolved around the prodigal dragon son. Daenerys nearly cried, feeling his warm scales beneath her fingers again. Then she glanced her violet eyes back to Jorah.

"I'm afraid someone revealed the nature of your meetings and your plan to me. But I am surprised and glad to see it achieved," Daenerys leaned up to kiss him again. "How am I to reward such a gift you've given me?"