Daenerys glared as Hannibal spoke of Jorah. She shook her head and gave a low growl under her breath. "Ser Jorah has been pardoned by me, as I am the rightful Queen of the Seven Kingdoms. He has nothing to fear here."

Daenerys stood straighter and focused her violet eyes on him. "I am planning no such attack, but if I am threatened, my Blood Riders will defend me to the death."

There came a cry from above, and her dragons circled the sky. Daenerys smiled at the pair. "As will my dragons."

She focused very solemnly upon Hannibal and Margaery. "What is it you expect of me? I will not yield the Iron Throne. The Seven Kingdoms belong to me, and I will have them."