Daenerys glanced down to her belly, knowing it to be slightly swollen beneath the loose fabric of her gown. She wanted to protect this child far better than she had protected the last. The Gods had seen fit to bless her with a child even after the tragedy that had occurred before. She would not see that gift wasted.

"A secret, yes," she agreed, nodding her head. She glanced her violet eyes up to him and smiled a little. "I do trust you, love. But that is beside the point. Even if I am overwhelmed, no one must see me so. I cannot afford to display weakness."

Meaning she'd have to be there regardless of how she felt.