Dany's POV
She woke up and felt the silky sheets around her, turning over she felt the warmth of the body next to her. Dany's fingers ran back and forth, feeling the smooth planes of his naked chest. She felt a kiss on her shoulder and opened her eyes and was surprised, "Daario? What are you doing?"
"Serving my queen…" He leaned in to kiss her, but Dany turned her head and sat up and held the sheet against her nude body.
Dany was confused- she looked around, "Where are we?"
"Mereen." Daario stood up and Dany averted her eyes, this wasn't right. She was with Jon.
"I'm not supposed to be in Mereen. This isn't right…"
"Fuck Mereen, you're here, with me. That's what matters." Her former lover went and poured two cups of wine and handed one to her.
"I'm not supposed to be here. Where's Jon?" Her head hurt as she sipped the wine.
"Jon?"
"Yes, where is he?"
"Who knows? Who cares?" His aloofness was starting to irritate Dany. This was serious, she was supposed to be in Winterfell- with Jon.
"I do. I care, get me my robe." He smirked at her anger, thinking she was being cute- her fist balled as her nails dug into her palms.
He handed it to her and smirked, "Yes, my queen."
She grabbed it from him and tied it around her waist.
"Well if i'm here, how is Mereen?" She questioned.
"I don't know, doesn't really seem important right now." Dany puffed at his irresponsibility.
It was easy to see why she had enjoyed Daario's company, he was a beautiful man, but now she was questioning what she saw in him. He was so different from Jon, showed none of the loyalty and responsibility he had for his people. And it was disappointing.
She walked around the room, remembering her old rooms in the pyramid of Mereen- before she stopped in front of a closed window. Dany went to open the window to look down at her city, when suddenly it wasn't Mereen she was looking at.
Now she was looking out a Window of Winterfell, she saw Jon smiling- with Ghost and a small child. The child screamed in delight, running around as Ghost nipped at their heels. Her heart raced with want. This was her dream, what she wanted more than anything. Jon ran and scooped the child up in his arms. Jon looked up at her and waved, motioning Dany to come forward- they could see her? She looked around for a door to go through, finding nothing dany tried to climb through the window. It wasn't working, as if there was an invisible barrier stopping her from going through.
Dany looked up and saw the scenery was changing back, when she felt a hand pulling on her arm. She panicked, it was harder to see them.
"Momma!"
"What are you trying to do? Jump out the window? Kill yourself?" She looked up and saw it was Daario who held her back, and she started to cry. Her grief was unbearable, inconsolable- she wanted to go back. Daario held her and Dany pushed him away- running around the room, she looked through any of the windows. Searching for the vision she couldn't find, her eyes became blurrier as more tears poured down her face.
Daario called to her.
"Dany?"
No she had to go back.
"Dany?"
She needed Jon.
"Dany?"
She needed them both.
"Dany?"
Why couldn't she go back?
"Dany? Wake up…. You're dreaming."
Her eyes fluttered. She felt the furs surrounding her.
"Dany, wake up."
She looked up and saw Jon in front of her, and started crying even more. Dany's arms went around his neck and pulled him into a hug.
"It's alright, you're okay." He assured her. This was strange for her normally she didn't allow herself to cry in front of others, tries as hard as she could to avoid it. But something within her made it next to impossible to hold it in anymore.
"What happened? Was it a nightmare?" Jon pulled back to swipe the tears from her face.
"Yes…. No… It was bad, and then good, and then…. It was gone. Oh Jon,"
She couldn't help it, her normally strong persona, was replaced with a weak- hiccuping fool. And she hated it.