Daenerys kissed him and moved to wrap her arms around him. If this was the rhythm for their journey to Dorne, she could get used to it.
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The journey to Dorne had not been in vain. Daenerys struck an alliance with the royal family and plotted to bring down the Lannister usurpers. She found the climate of Dorne very much to her liking. Warm during the day yet the sea made the nights cool on bare skin. In the night she relied on her bear to keep her warm. Daenerys called on Jorah each night to her bed. Not always with the sole intention of making love, she enjoyed just lying with him in bed and cuddling close to him.
So wrapped up was she in her plans for conquering Westeros that Daenerys paid no attention to her monthly bleeding. As it happened, she was late. She had not bled in at least two months.
But that was not what first alerted her that something was wrong.
Daenerys had arisen that morning, oddly enough the night before she had not sent for Jorah, she had been too tired, and promptly threw up into her chamber pot. Thinking herself under the weather, Daenerys had shrugged it off once it had passed and set about cleaning up promptly. But it was when her maids began dressing her that, as with before, they called attention to it.
Her breasts were a bit fuller, her belly slightly swollen. She was pregnant.
When the realization came to her, Daenerys cancelled her meetings for the day and sent her handmaiden to summon Jorah to her. Daenerys waited in the water gardens for him, dragging her fingers along the surface of the water, clad in a loose blue gown to hide her developing condition.
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The journey to Dorne had not been in vain. Daenerys struck an alliance with the royal family and plotted to bring down the Lannister usurpers. She found the climate of Dorne very much to her liking. Warm during the day yet the sea made the nights cool on bare skin. In the night she relied on her bear to keep her warm. Daenerys called on Jorah each night to her bed. Not always with the sole intention of making love, she enjoyed just lying with him in bed and cuddling close to him.
So wrapped up was she in her plans for conquering Westeros that Daenerys paid no attention to her monthly bleeding. As it happened, she was late. She had not bled in at least two months.
But that was not what first alerted her that something was wrong.
Daenerys had arisen that morning, oddly enough the night before she had not sent for Jorah, she had been too tired, and promptly threw up into her chamber pot. Thinking herself under the weather, Daenerys had shrugged it off once it had passed and set about cleaning up promptly. But it was when her maids began dressing her that, as with before, they called attention to it.
Her breasts were a bit fuller, her belly slightly swollen. She was pregnant.
When the realization came to her, Daenerys cancelled her meetings for the day and sent her handmaiden to summon Jorah to her. Daenerys waited in the water gardens for him, dragging her fingers along the surface of the water, clad in a loose blue gown to hide her developing condition.