A/N: Happy New Year to everyone!

1. Part of the Amor Vincit Omnia series.

2. Tracking S01E01-S08E03 in canon and then AU, ficlets of 350 words or less.

3. Prompt words to present an extra challenge.

4. New ficlets uploaded every Tuesday and Friday.

Disclaimer: I don't own Game of Thrones.


Sed Me Domum et Aedificabo a Throno

Prelude—Season One

When Daenerys thinks back to where it all started, it's hard to believe the journey she's undertaken. Once a cowering girl, now a fearless queen.

Once all alone, now with friends and counsellors all around her.

Once sold like a slave, now free to love as she pleases.

In the grey light of dawn, almost a decade into her reign, Daenerys lies in bed beside her husband, watching him sleep.

It's something she so rarely gets to do. Jorah is nearly always awake before she is. Sometimes he is up at the hour of the nightingale, clad in his regal queensguard armour, Dragonsong strapped to his side. If she is lucky she can convince him to stay abed with her a little while longer, at least until her handmaids disturb their peace. Usually, she is very good at keeping Jorah Mormont in bed with her. A flash of pale skin, a sultry look beneath her lashes…

She feathers her fingers over his cheekbone, and he stirs at her touch, blinking open sleepy eyes.

She withdraws at once. "I'm sorry for waking you."

"Don't be." His voice is hoarse and scratchy, and she presses a kiss to his cheek, snuggling closer. "Morning."

"Morning."

"You're up early."

"I know."

"Is something bothering you?"

"No. I was just thinking."

"About what?"

Daenerys moves to kiss him again. "About where we started out."

Jorah's arm slides around her middle, holding her against him as she uses his chest to lever up on her forearms. "Oh?"

"It was just a fanciful thought, really. Thinking back to then. And how glad I am to be where we are now."

"I'm glad too," says Jorah, grazing the backs of his fingers under her chin. "Very, very glad."

More than words can say. Her greatest strength, closest confidante, most loyal lover. Even at the very beginning she had needed him more than she had ever needed anybody, looking to him for comfort and guidance. Back then she had treasured his friendship.

And now…

She leans down to kiss him once more, free to love as she pleases indeed.