Daenerys saw how pained he looked. She got down on the floor beside him to help set his leg properly. He was her priority. She took his hand in hers and laced their fingers. Dark fire burned in her eyes as she looked up to him.

"He threatened our daughter," she replied. "He commanded that we return to Essos, or he would defeat me in and combat, then the dragons against me and make Daella barren as his ward."

She was angry, but fear was clear in her eyes. "...what do we do?"