Daenerys IV

Daenery's fingers held the door closed, sighing deeply she closed her eyes and tried not barge back in there to stay by his side, her emotional state had been erratic, and her heartbeat hadn't calmed down.

"My Queen are you alright" a soft voice from a man approaching behind her finally stop her from barging back in there, turning Daenerys faced Ser Barristian and Grey Worm looking worriedly at her.

She looked into his blue eyes as black ones filled her mind she sighed then looked at Grey worm and smiled " I am fine, worried for Jon I must admit " Daenerys looked back at Ser Barristan who held a tiny grin on his face.

Then a cry from below them filled their eyes, and Daenerys felt heartbroken she had left her children in those cells hidden away from hurting any more people.

Daenerys needed to find Missandei to get Jon's armor she had sent Varys to find one of the best blacksmiths to make an armor suitable for a Targaryen; she was astonished by the final product Varys had shown her, it was a work of art.

"Greyworm have you seen Missandei; I need to get Jons armor" her voice filled the hall, and over the cries, he looked between her and Ser Barristan then looked down.

" I have not seen her since Daario escorted her off to find Varys your Grace" as he said looking back up to Daenerys with a worried look on his face.

Daenerys gave Grey Worm a warm smile " do not fret Grey Worm I think I know where they might be, stay here and guard this door and help Jon if he decides to come out" she bowed to the two men as they paid their respects to their queen as she took off down the hallway.

Daenery's thoughts strayed to the good-looking man in her bed, my beautiful Targaryen blood,' Daenerys thought, 'but that doesn't mean I love him not yet.' But what was it?She preferred his company more to anyone's; even Daario's that much was true. She honestly treasured his strength for all that he went through because Jon didn't let down his guard down often to let her see his heart full of kindness, she felt more comfortable around him than she did around anyone else. She could be herself, the good and the bad and the very dark and ugly, and it was okay. She was safe and accepted when she was with him. She could be Daenerys mother of dragons with him and not be worried he'd shun him for what that truly meant. She never regretted any time she spent with him Even the hours she spent watching Jon sleep, were not wasted. The beginnings of a fall down a long road she knew she could trust him before all others. He'd trust her with his life if it came down to it.

There were those things she couldn't place, moments and feelings that would not rest. When she touched Jon, there was a squirming in her stomach, a speeding of her heart, tightness in her lungs... That didn't happen with Daario. His skin was soft; she liked touching it. She liked even more that he let her in so fast.

The thought to when he touched her in front of the mirror when he'd curl his arm around her or tangle his fingers with hers and when he inched his face closer to hers and rested his hands on her belly their lips meet... For a second Daenerys couldn't breathe, couldn't think straight. Her whole body stopped as she came to a wall and put a hand to it.

Her body stirred when she was with him like she was more alive than she ever thought she could be. He made life before her touch gray and drab. And did it explain why it felt so good, even when it ached? Did it explain why even the thought was quickening in her blood, wakening in the lower pit of her stomach and inching perilously lower?

Had his touch awoken something inside her she wanted to believe it, could it be possible, a sudden voice from behind her "Your Grace are you alright " the voice of Missandei approach her and lay a hand her shoulder turning her.

Daenery's smiled at her beautiful face" I am excellent please can you take Jon's Armor to him" as she grabbed her hand in hers.

Missandei nodded before leading her down a hallway towards the room of Vary 's down the very end as she looked towards Missandei looking up and down Daenerys.

"Goodness your grace, but you look so radiant" she stopped as they closed in on voices raised they locked eyes and walked hastily until they came between Daario holding up Jon's armor while Vary's shouted for him to drop it, while Tyrion sat with his legs in the air and drinking wine.

"What is going on here" Dany shouted over their raised voices breaking them out of their shouting match.

"Your Grace, I was inspecting the armor before Daario here came in and decided it was for him" as he stood and bowed and made his way over next to Dany.

She looked at Daario who had anger set in his face as they locked eyes he dropped the armor on the floor and walked up to Dany.

" I have given you everything Daenerys, and you treat this foreigner with more love than you have given me" he raised his voice louder " You love him don't you" he raised his finger and pointed it at her.

"Of course I love him," Daenery's said angerly "Jon is my only blood I have left I wasn't going to let him be alone" Dany crossed her arms until Daairo took in her words.

"Now if your done making a fool of yourself the dragons need feeding so take yourself out of my sight before I feed you to them."

Daario threw his hands in the air and walked off muttering under breath and out the door leaving the four of them in silence until a spluttering Tyrion choked on his wine trying to let out a laugh" ah young love, I hope you let him go gently." he smirked at Daenerys who frowned.

Daenery then walked over and picked up the armor and handed it to Missandei " Please take this to Jon and tell him to meet me in the throne room" she gathered up the armor carefully and nodded " yes your grace" she walked off out the open door.

Her hands went to her belly at the thought of Jon; she tried not to smile at the thought of seeing Jon in his new armor in a moments time, she watched Vary's walk towards the door and closed it before turning back towards her.

"Your grace, we need to talk about the Ships from Qarth, Tolos, and New Ghis, and even Meereenese ships which had fled when you first took the city, They still block out the harbor and without any ships of our own, nor wood to build new ships, we cannot battle them." as he sat at the table next to Tyrion.