Daenerys smiled and cuddled in closer to him. She kissed along his jaw. Then the gravity of it all sank in. The Khalassar would look to her for instructions and orders. She would need to figure out what to do moving forward. "...what comes now? What are we to do?" She knew what she wanted; she wanted to return to Westeros and claim the Iron Throne. But to do that, she would need a larger army.