Daenerys smiled, leaning up to kiss Jorah's lips. "Strong like a bear." She was lost in his gaze for a moment as she stared up at him. Jorys, on the other hand, gave a happy little wiggle in his mother's grasp.

"The bear! The bear and the maiden fair!!" Jorys exclaimed. His father's sigil was the bear, of course he knew the song! Enough people referred to Jorah and Daenerys as 'The Bear and the Maiden Fair' nowadays that he would have picked it up either way.

Daenerys, however, was not remotely amused. She stared down at their son with wide violet eyes. "Jorys!" Jorys blinked at her tone but was soon grinning madly. Amused with his mother's expression.