Daenerys saw the flinch of pain and so did Daella.

"You don't think this will be permanent, do you?" She worried that Hannibal Bolton had crippled her husband. "You look so pained, my love. Perhaps a healer could help before we leave and have no chance for one at sea?" For a moment, she thought of pleading for such mercy from Margaery.

Daella was equally concerned. The little one again touched over his face and she pouted her lips.

"Daddy..." she whimpered softly. Her first word. Daenerys stared, stunned.