The messenger came in an hour. He reported that there was a fine celebration ready for her to attend. He led her to the top of the pyramid on a wide balcony. Her captain Grey Worm from the unsullied was there as a witness along with the only priest he could find. A red priest who used to be a sept. At least he could incorporate some of the traditions. Grey worm offered a cloak with the Targaryn colors in it and a second officer held a cloak that sported the colors of bear island. It was the best Jorah could do so quickly. He smiled at how beautiful she looked and watched her come close before taking her hands. He could not wipe the smile off of his face even if his life depended on it.