Jorah returned that bright smile of hers as he took her hand into his and gave it the gentlest of squeezes. He led her to her tent and kissed her cheek. "I look forward to seeing your wedding gown." He said with a hint of a smirk on his face. He was looking forward more to removing the wedding dress from her after the ceremony. He bowed and kissed the back of her hand before going to put on the new armor he had made in King's Landing. It was the sigil of his house, but with the colors of the Targaryen house. It was very fine armor that was stronger than most, but also lighter and thinner so that he was more agile when he fought.

After dawning his new armor, he went to the place where the wedding would take place. He was given a fine cloak with his family's sigil on it that he currently wore and would place upon Daenerys shoulders shortly. He stood near the high septon in front of the weirwood in the center of the camp. Since he was a man of the north and she was Queen of the seven Kingdoms it was important for their wedding to take place before the old gods and the new.