He had told her before. On his knees in her throne room, begging to be beside her. She had denied him then, but she could not deny him now. With a single finger she tipped his head to face her. Daenerys held his gaze. "I love you, Ser Jorah Mormont."

Her lips closed over his, one hand cupping his jaw. She had not said such words since she'd been married to Khal Drogo. Even then, it had not been the phrase 'I love you'. It was a purely Westerosi sentiment, that only Jorah could appreciate. She knew this. "With all my heart," she whispered against his lips.