Jorah heard a few gasp at the added challenge and a few of the competitors seemed nervous while others thought that this might be a final hope for them if the dragons killed him.

Jorah nodded his head. "I accept this final challenge willingly your grace." He stood slowly and made his way to the edge of the battle arena. The dragons were up on a hill where they could overlook the events, but were far enough away to not make the spectators too nervous. Jorah removed his armor and weapons before walking up the hill towards the dragons. He was not wearing the bitter oil and he knew that Daenerys would be following him shortly.

He approached the three dragons slowly, but with confidence. During the time he had spent with the dragons Rhaegal had seemed to like him the most. He slowly approached the green dragon with bronze. He held his hand out towards the powerful dragon and waited for him to bring his snout forward so that he could pet the creature.

Rhaegal did lean his long snout forward and made a rumbling noise of approval at the touch. Jorah slowly moved towards the base of his neck and continued the petting. Daenerys had taught him some Valyrian, he used it to speak gentle words to Rhaegal before he pulled himself up to straddle the green dragon.