A/N: Prompt word: Quarrel.

02x07, 'A Man Without Honour'

Jorah curses himself for his stupidity. He should have known better than to show any of his heart. He should have known better than to think that there was the slightest chance.

Daenerys Stormborn is a woman born to rule, and he is nothing more than a disgraced knight. She had been married to one of the strongest men in the world. She will have a thousand other offers before her life is done. Each and every one of them will be more than what an exile can offer.

And he has ruined things.

Daenerys isn't the same around him. There's a coldness to her violet eyes, a hint of frost to her tone, like ice bobbing in the Bay of Ice. She's stilted. Formal. The easiness between them has vanished, and it's all down to him.

You are too familiar.

A warning. One he must heed. This place is doing strange things to them all. It has a cloying energy that makes him feel ill-at-ease. They can't afford to fight between themselves too, otherwise they will be picked off one by one.

And she'd sounded so vulnerable when he'd raced back to her.

You came back…

A girl's joy. Relief, as if she'd been afraid that he wouldn't return. And as contrary as she's been recently, that look of wonder on her face lets him know that she's still glad to have his presence with her.

And he will do whatever it takes to fulfil her wish.

Find my dragons.

He will. Whatever it takes. No matter what enemies they may have, his priority will always be her wishes, whatever may come.