Daenerys buried her face against his chest and sighed deeply. "She deserves better than Essos, she deserves the land of her ancestors."

Her eyes suddenly turned dark and angry. "And he claims ancestry in the Targaryen line. He dares to claim that he is blood of my blood."

How could she let that stand? How could she leave Westeros at the command of another usurper? Again she began to cry, burying her face into Jorah's chest. This had been planned so meticulously. They had tried so hard.

"We've failed..." she whined.