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[For Jorah bearinshiningarmor] The Trust of a Khaleesi

Jorah had left her chambers early in the morning to avoid being seen by the servants. Daenerys had given him one last kiss goodbye, still reluctant to let him go. But she knew it had to be done. She knew that she had to remain strong and that he would have to publicly earn her trust again. If he wanted to be in her circle again, he would have to win the right.

Ser Barristan and Daario would not permit Jorah withing three feet of their Khaleesi without some proof that he could be trusted.

Thus, after she dozed off for a little while longer, Daenerys rose from bed and had the servants dress her for the day in a gown of blue and white fabric. She then made her way to the throne room and settled into her seat to receive complaints and concerns from her subjects. This was the open forum during which they could bring issues to her attention without fear.

Barristan and Daario were already there, the latter gave the Khaleesi a little wink, now that he had returned from his brief mission. Daenerys gave a weak smile, and blushed as images of Jorah flashed through her mind from the night before.

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Jorah gave her a smile in return. The brightness of her smile seemed infectious. He nodded as he walked with her. When she dismissed her servants he found that curious. He walked with her and smiled when she put her arm around him.

Her words were unexpected. In fact they stunned him into silence and he stopped walking as he processed that. "You...you are certain?" His voice dropped low to be sure no one heard. "Are you pleased at this information?" He asked. He personally would be completely overjoyed to share a child with her, but he would show restraint with his emotions until he discovered how she truly felt about being with child in the midst of a war. No matter how he controlled his face, his eyes were bright with joy and love for her at her news.

Daenerys nodded slowly and glanced up to him. "I am certain," she affirmed. At first she bit her lower lip at his second question, considering all the possibilities and details, recalling what had happened the last time she had expected a child. "I am happy, yes." She finally realized.

She smiled up at him and gave his arm a little squeeze. "I am happy, but I am also worried, for obvious reasons." They were about to embark on a war to reclaim her throne. "I only want want to make absolutely certain that this child is kept safe and healthy."

Jorah smiled as he continued their walk. He was overjoyed to see her so happy, but he could not show that kind of elation out here. Someone would figure it out. "As you should worry. I agree that this should be kept secret. Perhaps have your maids assist you with keeping this a secret?" He said assuming the maids would discover the truth sooner or later. "When the battles begin, if you start to feel overwhealmed promise me you will go and rest with your maids at your side and trust me to follow your plan." He asked her.

Daenerys glanced down to her belly, knowing it to be slightly swollen beneath the loose fabric of her gown. She wanted to protect this child far better than she had protected the last. The Gods had seen fit to bless her with a child even after the tragedy that had occurred before. She would not see that gift wasted.

"A secret, yes," she agreed, nodding her head. She glanced her violet eyes up to him and smiled a little. "I do trust you, love. But that is beside the point. Even if I am overwhelmed, no one must see me so. I cannot afford to display weakness."

Meaning she'd have to be there regardless of how she felt.

Jorah knew that she would be protective and careful. He looked forward to seeing her tonight to show her the true joy he felt at this news.

He nodded as he continued to walk with her around the water gardens. He was not surprised at her answer. There was a smile of pride on his face and he chuckled at that. "I had a feeling you would insist upon that your Grace. You are a strong leader and I would not have expected a different answer." He said before adding. "Although, I had hoped you might have considered it." He said.

Daenerys smiled, giving his arm another squeeze as they continued walking. "For your sake, and for the sake of our child, I will consider it."

Perhaps there was a way to leave the battlefield without being seen as weak. She would need to hide her condition somehow when her delivery date drew near.

"Come to me tonight?" She glanced up to him. "Already my belly is beginning to swell, if you'd like to see." Daenerys couldn't help grinning, wanting to see her belly grow as their child did.

Jorah nodded and his heart swelled at those words. "I am grateful that you value my recommendations." He said as he spotted a servant.

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That night Jorah arrived in her chambers. Once they were alone, he spun her around in a circle before kissing her deeply with love and joy. "I am overjoyed my heart, and I am glad to see you so happy."

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..."

Jorah smiled as his hand moved to follow hers over her growing belly. He kissed her forehead lovingly before speaking. "That's because you are home again. You are a Queen and Queens must have children to continue the line. Now that you are home you can have children once again." He said softly.

"You really think so?" She smiled as she looked down to her belly. Then she would thank whatever Gods watched over her in the sky. Daenerys wrapped her hand around his and led Jorah back to the bed. "You can see the swelling better without this gown on, you know."

Jorah smiled as he nodded. "I truly do." He said before following her towards her bed. Once there he slowly lifted her thin shift off of her and his eyes were filled with even more love and devotion when he saw the swell of her belly. He slowly fell to his knees as he placed both hands on her stomach gently. He leaned in to softly kiss her stomach. "Grow strong my little one." He said softly against her stomach.

Jorah turned his eyes up as his hands moved to guide Daenerys to sit down. He wanted to celebrate this moment further and he silently requested it by slowly beginning to kiss his way down her slightly swollen belly and towards that sweet junction between her legs.

Daenerys smiled down at Jorah as he knelt before her and spoke to their child. Her fingers stroked over his hair as she smiled down at him. She so looked forward to giving birth and giving him a child that she could watch the two of them play together.

She sat down at his direction and let her hands slide down his arms as he kissed down her body. Daenerys glanced down with her violet eyes to watch as he moved. She was so happy to be carrying his child. When his lips brushed over her belly Daenerys giggled, wondering if the baby could feel it - though she was sure the baby likely was too small to hear or feel much just yet.

Jorah saw how happy she was and his hope that perhaps he might earn the right for her hand once he was fully re-instated was growing bigger with every day and now to see how happy she was to be carrying his child delighted him immeasurably.

His mouth continued to move down until he licked over her folds gently and lovingly.

Daenerys leaned back to let him get more comfortable between her thighs. Each lick of his tongue sent a frenzy of sensations rolling through her. Slowly her hand reached to push through his hair. She gasped and sighed in pure pleasure. "Jorah..." she moaned his name to the night air. The father of her child.

Jorah continued to lick over her folds lovingly when he heard those soft sounds from her. His tongue moved up to circle around her clit as he suckled on the hard peak with reverence. He was overjoyed that she was carrying his child. He had been denied children by his previous wife and the thought of finally having children was thrilling to him.

Daenerys whined and moaned out softly as his mouth continued its worship of her sex. Her hips rocked slowly, wanting more of his attention, feeling her body already growing tighter and tighter. Responding to the incredible feeling of his tongue teasing over her folds. When he suckled her clit she cried out again, her body writhing against the bed. "Right there. Right there-!" She moaned again, nearing her orgasm.

Jorah continued to work over her folds and immediately heard how happy she was for him to be working over her clit. He continued his diligent work on her clit to be sure that she was fully satisfied. He focused and doubled his efforts to bring her the absolute pleasure that she desired of him in this moment.

Daenerys' back arched, her fingers gripping his hair tight as he licked and suckled over her clit. Her entire body grew tight and trembled. Daenerys gasped heaving breaths to force air into her lungs. When she felt her core tingling and burning, she cried out when the bowstring suddenly snapped and her climax raked over her. She cried out his name as her body quaked beneath him.

Jorah smiled when he felt her reach her powerful climax. He greatly enjoyed bringing her pleasure like this. He drank down her release and licked over her folds gently before kissing his way back up to the slight swell of her belly. He looked at her face with love and devotion as he reveled in how beautiful she looked when she was recovering from her orgasm.

Daenerys breathed heavily for a few moments before glancing down to look at Jorah as he moved up her body. She smiled as he rounded her slightly swollen belly. Her fingers moved from gripping to stroking his hair as he moved up beside her. "Did you ever...conceive children with your wife?" She hated to bring up Jorah's previous wife. But she was curious if there was any indication of what she might expect.

Jorah did move up beside her most willingly and laid down at her side. He looped his strong arms around her and kissed her temple. He smiled a little sadly at her question, "I think I did a number of times, but she did not wish to be a mother so she drank moon tea regularly to prevent a child." He said with a hint of sadness in his voice, but smiled once he looked into her beautiful violet eyes.

Daenerys turned in his arms and moved to face him. She listened to him and frowned sadly. The more he spoke about his wife, the more Daenerys hated her. Her fingers reached up and teased over his skin as she looked up into his eyes. "I have no intention of drinking moon tea. I want our child," she assured him.

Jorah smiled at that as he nuzzled into her cheek and kissed her gently. "Even though our child would be considered a bastard?" He asked softly. No matter how she wanted it to be, they were not married and even if they did get married the child within her was clearly made outside of wedlock and would be labeled a bastard.

She had indeed considered that fact. She nuzzled against him and kept cuddled up close. Daenerys was a Targaryen, there was a stigma more so with her than any other that came with giving birth to a bastard. "A bastard, yes...but it is within the power of the Crown to grant legitimacy to a bastard child, is it not?" Could she not technically grant legitimacy to her own child, conceived out of wedlock? Her stubborn mind thought it so.

Jorah smiled as he nodded his head. "Yes it is, but North of Dorne if you tried to place that child in the line of succession even after making them legitimate there would be many whose loyalty would not be as strong." He said before kissing her cheek as he gently rubbed his hand over her belly. "These are worries and cares for later my love. For now let's celebrate the joy of this moment." He said softly.

[For Jorah bearinshiningarmor] The Trust of a Khaleesi

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