Missendi had come forward from the shadows and Jorah signaled for her to go fetch the Maester quickly and discreetly. She nodded before going as the other maids came closer once they heard the cry of pain.

Jorah had heard this cry before from Daenerys and his heart felt as if it would stop and a rock was deep in his stomach. His eyes were filled with worry that was matched on his face. When she reached beneath her gown and her hand came back bloody it became obvious what had happened. The maids were quick to move, getting water and fresh clothes. One of her Dothraki hand maids looked over the cups she had used earlier that day and was inspecting the food, none of them were screaming or crying out in fear. They all knew what their duties were right now.

Jorah moved in close to Daenerys and pulled her as close as he could. He was not worried about blood getting on him. His hands sought hers to give her support. He rested his forehead against hers. He knew that the blood was just the beginning. There would be more pain and he was not going to leave her side for any reason. He was not certain if the Maester could still save the child or if it was already too late, but he did hope Missandi returned swiftly.