Daenerys sighed softly in delight as Jorah undressed her. The gown fell and pooled around her feet. With his help she settled into the bath and sighed at the cool, clean feeling it gave her. As he massaged her feet, Daenerys closed her eyes and nearly fell asleep. But once they were finished she stood and let him dry her off. She smiled to him, but clearly there was distraction in her gaze. "I do, thank you love. But indeed, I am still concerned with what you withhold from me. Since when do we have secrets from one anothee?"