It was an agonizing day, waiting for the evening when she could revel in her condition with Jorah. That they could properly celebrate conceiving their child. She laughed when he appeared and spun her around. When she came about again, she wrapped her arms around his neck and smiled broadly up at him. "As am I, my love! I am indeed so very happy," she glanced down, her fingers running over her gown that covered her belly. "I never thought I'd be able to conceive again..."