randomosity | [For Jorah bearinshiningarmor] The Trust of a Khaleesi

Daario and Barristan both exchanged looks that conveyed their concern. Obviously it behooved neither of them to have Jorah back in the ranks. Besides, his information raised more questions than solutions.

"Even if we questioned this man ourselves, what guarantee do we have that you didn't bribe him to tell us what we want to hear? Or that you haven't brainwashed him into thinking he's given us valuable information?" Barristan pointed out.

Daario glanced among the people assembled in the halls. Looking for signs in their body language to see if there truly was a guilty member among them.

"Who in this room has been identified by this informant of yours as an enemy of the crown?" Daenerys asked.

There were ten petitioners that suddenly seemed uncomfortable in the room and four people had slipped out rather hurridly when the man was revealed.

Jorah looked at Barristan. "When I was sent from this city I had to use the rest of my funds to get to Yunkai. I do not have the means to bribe anyone. As for brainwashing, I am a knight. The skill and grace it requires to spin a persons mind until they are confused as to what their own name is is beyond my abilities." He pointed to the man. "As you can see, other than where I bound him, he is unharmed. He spoke to me of the inner workings of this group without knowing that he was informing on the group. He thought he was meeting with an envoy of the Yunkai leaders who were considering funding this group and sending them 'freedmen' who would join their ranks and cause more bloodshed in this city." Jorah continued.

When Daenerys requested a name, Jorah finally looked upon her face before turning towards the group of Mereneese who consisted of her small council. "This man named Hizdahr zo Loraq as the leader of the 'sons of the harpy'." He was prepared for outrage to ensue from those words or perhaps someone to attempt to attack either himself or his informant.

"So you tell us," Barristan pointed out. "What proof is there that anything you say is true? What proof is there that any of what your prisoner says is true?"

When Jorah revealed the identity of the leader of the Sons of the Harpy, Daenerys immediately looked to Hizdahr. Daario did the same. The man had shrank back from the group and looked as though he was ready to bolt. When he found the Khaleesi's gaze upon him, Hizdahr did indeed try and run for the door.

"Seize him!" Daenerys roared.

Of course the Unsullied reacted with masterful reflexes and grabbed Hizdahr before he could escape. Ser Barristan gave the order for him to be taken away, locked in the dungeons, then he and Daario followed after to question the man. Leaving Daenerys and Missandei alone with Jorah and a few Unsullied guards.

"You have done well to have brought this man to our attention as an enemy, Ser Jorah," Daenerys had to bite the inside of her cheek to keep from smiling. "We will take this as recompense for your betrayal - but be warned, you are not once again a member of the small council. Not yet. That is a privilege you must earn once more."

Jorah remained where he was, but passed to Barristan the second parchment with the meeting and storage locations as well. He waited for the room to clear to just the Unsullied, Missandei, and Daenerys.

He bowed his head at her words. "I will be forever grateful of your generosity your Grace." He said. "I hope to earn the trust and honor I once held with your Grace." He began before holding up the bag he had placed next to him. "Within this bag is a gift I hope will bring me closer to earning the trust of your Grace."

Grey Worm strode into the room and made his way to stand next to Daenerys.

Jorah opened the bag to reveal the head of the former leader at Yunkai.

A messenger came running in and passed a message to Daenerys. The seal of the Yunkai was upon the message. The message informed her that the masters who had risen up after she had left had been removed from office. The city was once again being ruled by a group of freedmen as she had ordered. There was a promise of fealty to her for the length of her rule and a promise to help defend Mereen should there be need.

When Jorah revealed the contents of the bag, Missandei looked away in disgust. Daenerys did not move. She stared at the leader's head, and was about to reprimand Jorah for committing murder and claiming it to be for her. But the messenger interrupted them.

This was it. He had single-handedly secured her position as Queen of Slaver's Bay. She could hardly believe it. Daenerys paused a moment before she regained her composure and leveled her gaze to Jorah Mormont.

"You have proven yourself capable, Ser Jorah, and loyal. But we cannot simply give out forgiveness for the grievous sin you committed against us," Daenerys glanced to Grey Worm as he entered. "Grey Worm. Is there some manner of punishment or trial for a dishonored Unsullied to undergo in order to prove himself worthy?"

She knew there was, but she could not let on that she and Jorah had spoken already on the matter.

Jorah saw the brief moment of disappointment before the messenger arrived. He saw her hesitate and realized that she had not anticipated his mission to be this successful.

He said nothing as he waited for Grey Worm to speak.

Grey Worm bowed as a salute before speaking. "There is Khaleesi. This one has sent ten brothers out for the test to regain honor. Only one brother has come back." He said.

Daenerys looked from Grey Worm to Jorah. Her violet eyes focused on him, but she still spoke to Grey Worm.

"Do you think it would be appropriate to administer this test to one who is not Unsullied?" She asked. "What precisely does this test entail?"

After a long pause she addressed Jorah. "If you were permitted, would you take this test, Ser Jorah?"

Grey Worm hesitated for a moment. "This one thinks that this test of honor can be used for any man, but brothers have a better chance of surviving. The test involves skills this one learned during training. The test is to be sent out into the wilderness for seven days with nothing but a bit of fabric around the waist. If the one taking the test returns early or does not return at all then they fail the test." He said.

Jorah knew this and when asked he bowed his head low. "I was once a man of honor and trusted by those around me. I would take this test to redeem my honor and the trust and forgiveness of your Grace." He said without hesitation or show of fear.

Daenerys did not hesitate with her reply. Worried though she was for his safety, she knew Jorah was a more than capable warrior. He could defend himself - he had bested one of Drogo's best warriors.

"Then do it. Complete the Unsullied trial and prove that you are worthy of being returned to honor again, Ser Jorah Mormont of Bear Island," Daenerys commanded. "Grey Worm, take Ser Jorah to a proper venue to complete this test - maroon him on an island if you must. We must be absolutely sure that he does not receive assistance from anyone."

Grew Worm bowed, "This one will be sure his test is valid."

Jorah rose when Grey Worm and a small group of Unsullied surrounded him to take him to begin his test. They took him to the docks and out to a small island. There were hundreds of small islands nearby and only the Unsullied knew which one to strand him on.

Jorah stepped onto the rocky beach of a small island after having to swim to it since there was not a safe beach to land the boat on. This was a rocky island with a volcano on it and not much vegetation. He would have to be cautious of fresh water that wasn't poisoned from the volcano and make a weapon for for himself quickly in case there were any predators on the island.

Grey Worm left orders that three of the islands were to be surrounded by unsullied so that the people of the city would not know which one Jorah was taking his test on. The Unsullied would spend 2 days watching their island before they were exchanged.

Before he left for the island, Jorah had given Grey Worm a piece of parchment he asked him to give to the Queen secretly. In the parchment was the idea to over all the lower buildings of Mereen construct special metal covers that will still allow rain to be properly drained and with special vents that would still allow air to pass freely through the city. Also to add an enclosed walkway along the top of the walls so that men walking a post are not as open to attacks as they currently are. This was the first step in his idea to help restore her relationship with her dragons. He hoped that she would see it as a way to keep her people safe so that her children could be released from their prisons.

When Grey Worm returned he passed the note to Daenerys in secret. Of course she recognized Jorah's handwriting, When she reviewed the plans, she smiled. He really was trying, intent to help her free her children again. She read it over and over again, even taking it to her bed to read once more. It was a good plan, but it would take time and funds that her royal treasury didn't have.

Silently she prayed to the old gods and the new that he would be back, and soon. Daenerys longed to see Jorah's return from his trial. She prayed he would be successful.

A week had passed and Grey Worm had returned to collect Jorah from his trial if he was still alive.

Jorah had crafted a raft and sailed out to Grey Worm's ship. He had a massive bear skin pelt wrapped around his body when he climbed aboard the ship. He was taken back to the city and escorted into the same room where he had been tried just a week earlier.

He walked in far thinner than he had been a week before, his beard had grown out considerably and the bear skin was so huge it dwarfed his tall frame.

Grew Worm bowed, "This one has sent the dishonored one to his test. He has returned alive and has passed the test."

The week had passed by slowly, painfully for Daenerys Stormborn. It took all her self control not to run to the docks when Grey Worm arrived on his ship. But no, she waited patiently in the pyramid.

When Jorah arrived he did look so horribly thin, but the bear skin...she exchanged glances with Ser Barristan, who seemed equally surprised to see it.

"Tell us of your trial, Ser Jorah. What did you endure this past week? Tell us so that we may understand what you've been through, and how rigorous this test truly was for you," Daenerys ordered.

But inside she wanted nothing more than to send everyone away and pull him close and kiss him hard. Her bear had returned.

Jorah bowed low before speaking. "I was sent to an island that truly tested me. The heat was scorching during the day and freezing at night. Most of the island was rock and volcano. The only sheltered place was filled with poisonous animals and large predators.
The water on the island is poisonous. The bear attacked me on the second night. I used a stick I had sharpened to kill the creature. Its body served as food for the rest of my time and the pelt kept other predators away." He explained.

Grey Worm had scouted all of the islands and spoke. "This one has seen this island. He speaks the truth."

Daenerys listened carefully, glancing to Grey Worm when he spoke up.

"Very well - then let it be known that, in our infinite mercy, it pleases me to pardon Ser Jorah Mormont of Bear Island of his previous crimes against the crown. You are therefore reinstated to your former rank in my small council," Daenerys bit the side of her tongue to keep from smiling.

Daario looked pale, as though he might fall ill. Ser Barristan opened his mouth to speak.

"And we will hear no more on the matter. Is that understood?" Daenerys snapped. There was only silence. "But be warned, Ser Jorah. This mercy will not be extended to you again. Betray me, and you will not be banished nor given an opportunity to redeem yourself."

Jorah put on his mask of stone as he waited. He saw Daario's reaction and smirked inwardly, he could still see distrust in Barristan's eyes but he did not blame the cautious man for still holding suspicion.

Relief washed over him when he heard that he was reinstated. Her words of warning were met with a low bow all the way to the ground. "I am humbled by the generosity of your Grace and swear never to betray you again." She would have to kill him if he did, but Jorah had no intention of betraying her. She was his Queen and he would see her safely back to her homeland and help her to retake her rightful place on the iron throne.

Daenerys glanced to the others. "Leave us. I wish to make my point to Ser Jorah absolutely clear."

No one liked that order, but everyone cleared out - even the Unsullied guards. Daario and Barristan were the last ones to obey, leaving the main chamber empty save for Daenerys and Jorah. She stood up slowly, gathering her skirts about her as she walked down the steps that led to the main landing where Jorah knelt. She gestured for him to stand. Once he rose she brought her hand up to brush over his cheek and look tenderly to him.

"You must be so thirsty, famished even," There was a small ceramic jug of drinking water nearby, Daenerys brought it over and cupped her hands to collect the water for him to drink from. "Are you all right?"

Jorah did not move as she dismissed everyone. He waited for her to ask him to rise. He took the offered water and nodded his head at her question. "I am fine Khaleesi. A few days of rest, water, and food and I will be at my top performance."

Daenerys examined him with wide violet eyes. "Truly...you did all this for me?"

She leaned in and kissed him passionately. "I worried so...I had faith in you, but I worried what I would do if you did not return."

Her hands brushed over his jaw. "You have my leave to do as you like - bathe, get something to eat, whatever you like. You're free now."

She smiled, kissing him again.

"You're home."

Jorah smiled at that, as he showed his desire for her in his eyes. He returned that kiss, but pulled away after a moment. "All I desire?" He asked softly. "What I desire is to be called by my Queen at night." He said lowly.

Daenerys smirked when he said that. She kissed him softly. "Have a bath, Ser Jorah. Come to me after," she purred, running her fingers over the bear hide that covered his shoulders. "Bring the pelt with you."

Jorah bowed his head at her words. "As you command Khaleesi."

It took him three hours to clean up before he walked to her chambers.

When Jorah entered her chamber, Daenerys was waiting on her bed, clad only in her jewels and a smile.

"Welcome back, my bear knight," her arms rested over her body, draped along her hip.

Slowly she moved to a sitting position with her legs hanging off the edge of the bed. Daenerys gestured for him to approach. Wanting him close.

Jorah's eyes lit with desire when he saw his she presented herself so enticingly. He approached as commanded and let the bearskin wrapped around him fall away once he was before her. He was bare beneath
the skin and he knelt before her. "Does this please you Khaleesi?"

She smiled, watching as he shed the bearskin. Her eyes drank in his image. He really had lost significant weight since the trial. Both hands reached out to cup his jaw as she leaned down to kiss him.

"It does...you do," she whispered.

[For Jorah bearinshiningarmor] The Trust of a Khaleesi

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