Daenerys had seen a slight flash in his eyes that betrayed his feelings for her. But she hadn't really known it to identify it at the time. She relaxed in her room for a while, relieved that she would not have to venture out into the cold outside once again to get to dinner.

Her older brother Viserys arrived later on to be witness to his sister's marriage. Daenerys then went to the hall and was led by the young boy to the dining hall where dinner had been assembled. Viserys was waiting there, haughty as ever. Daenerys was silently thanking the gods that she hadn't been forced to marry him - Viserys was not a pleasant man to be around.

But Daenerys could tolerate a dinner with him, especially given that her seat seemed to be beside her husband-to-be and not her brother. She smiled as she settled into her seat. So many wonderful scents and tasty-looking foods assembled, Daenerys could feel her mouth watering.

"Everything looks wonderful, Ser Jorah," Daenerys smiled.