Daenerys slipped easily from her clothes as he undressed her. She loved watching him undress, stripping of his armor and all the trappings that came with it. She loved just lying in bed and counting his scars, tracing patterns between them.

She took his hand and slid into the tub with him. Daenerys laughed softly as he doused her with water. As he moved to massage her shoulders, Daenerys sighed and leaned into him. There was nowhere in the Seven Kingdoms she'd rather be.

"That feels heavenly," she sighed.