The following day dawned much the same as the day before. Jorah rose, bathed, dressed and headed to Danys' chambers for their morning meeting. The only difference was that while normally it was only Jorah and Dany in the room, this morning Ser Barristan and Grey Worm were also present. To Jorah it felt like another kick to the gut. Dany seemed to be ensuring they were never alone any more.

When the meeting ended, Dany dismissed the others but asked Jorah to stay behind. The look on her face did not suggest he would enjoy what she had to say.

"My Queen?" He asked.

"Did Daario and his men get away yesterday?" She started.

"Yes Khaleesi." Jorah nodded.

"I hope he and my new ambassador can bring that city under control again. We fought too hard to free the people there to have them be taken back into a life of slavery."

"I hope so too." Jorah agreed with her.

"Do you Jorah? Really?" She asked in an angry tone.

"Of course I do!" He told her, feeling a little indignant at her questioning him.

"I am surprised that a man who would sell other men into slavery himself, would feel that way." She spat.

For a moment he just stared at her, unable to believe her words. They felt like a slap in the face.

"Khaleesi, you know the circumstance I was in and you know I regret doing that more than anything!"

"Do you really? I think your only regret was that you were caught and Ned Stark signed your death warrant!"

"Perhaps I should return to Westeros and let Lord Stark carry out his sentence!" He said angrily.

"Yes, go then. Go! Get out of my sight! I am sick of your two-faced opinions!" She screamed at him.

Jorah bowed his head and strode out of her chambers.

Back in his quarters, he sat on the bed for a moment to gather his thoughts. Why had Dany turned on him like this? What had he done to make her despise him and accuse him of lying to her? Perhaps Daario was right after all. Maybe it was time work out another plan, just in case she did send him to Westeros.

Down in the throne room Dany was holding court. She was still angry over her talk with Jorah and growing more and more agitated at the petitioners who to a man, seemed only to want compensation or her preference over this person or that.

She turned to Ser Barristan between supplicants.

"Where is Ser Jorah?"

"I'm afraid I don't know my Queen." Barristan answered. It was unlike Ser Jorah to not be at his assigned place.

"I have had enough for today. Tell them to come back tomorrow." She commanded. "Irri find Ser Jorah and bring him to my chambers."

Dany gathered her skirts and left with her other handmaidens in tow. Ser Barristan looked at Grey Worm, who looked back at him with shrug. They were not used to tension between the Queen and Jorah.

Irri located Jorah in the tack room of the stables. He was checking his saddle and gear.

"Ser Jorah?" Irri called to him.

"Yes Irri what is it?" He asked as her stowed his gear.

"Khalessi asks for you." Irri told him. "In her chambers."

"I'll be there directly." He told her with a smile.

"Khaleesi say I am to bring you." She explained.

"Well let's not keep her waiting then." He motioned for her to lead on.

When Jorah and Irri arrived Dany dismissed her handmaidens.

"You were not at court this morning, where were you?" She asked.

"I apologise my Queen, but I assumed that you no longer wanted my council." He explained. "After our discussion this morning."

"So you assume that because I was displeased with you that you were excused from your duties?" She was standing almost toe to toe with him.

"No Khaleesi, you told me to go and that you did not require my counsel. I assumed that meant that you no longer wanted me as an adviser at court."

Jorah was caught off guard when she slapped him hard across the face.

"I will tell you when I want your counsel. Until then you are to be where I ask you to be. Do you understand me?" She shouted at him.

"Yes my Queen." He bowed his head and wiped at the trickle of blood from his split lip. "I apologise for my actions."

"Just do you duty Ser, that is all that is required of you." She steamed, her violet eyes ablaze.

"So it would appear!" He said quietly, as her turned to leave.

"What did you say!" She shouted after him.

"Nothing important." He replied and headed to the door.

"Come back here Ser, I have not finished with you yet!" She commanded.

Jorah sighed and turned but could not look at her. Daario had been right.

"Why are you being so insolent?" She asked.

"I have no excuse my Queen." No excuse but a broken heart and wounded pride.

"You were never like this!" She told him, her voice softer now. "What has happened?"

"You don't know?" He asked. Jorah looked at her. Did she really have no idea? She had taken him to her bed, then turned him out when a younger prettier man appeared. Did she have no idea how that would make him feel?

"How could I know what goes on in your head?" She said testily.

He gave a loud sigh and shook his head. He wondered if she had always been this oblivious to his attachment to her.

"I have been thinking that it might be time for me to, for us to part ways." He choked out, even though it hurt him to suggest.

"You are thinking of leaving?" She was stunned.

"Aye."

"And what of your oath and your promises to remain by my side?" She no longer sounded angry but a little unsure of herself.

"You would have me remain by your side while you spend your time with another man? Do you have no regard for me?" He blinked back the tears that were coming unbidden.

Dany just stared at him opened mouthed. When she did not say anything, Jorah continued.

"What of your promises to me?" His voice cracked a little now.

"I see, you are jealous of Daario." She accused.

"I have obviously misunderstood our.." He searched for the right word. "Relationship."

"I am a Queen I will take who I want to bed regardless of your opinion on the matter." She said indignantly. "Surely you can't be so thin skinned!" Now she laughed at him.

"You are correct Danerys, I have been cheated on before, I should.." He didn't finish his sentence because she slapped him again.

"How dare you Ser!" She yelled at him and raised her hand again.

This time Jorah was ready for her. He grabbed her hand. There were tears in her eyes now.

"Unhand me Ser or I will have that hand taken from you." He could see the dragon in her eyes, behind the tears that were now rolling down her cheeks.

All of a sudden she went limp in his arms and threw her free hand around him. Jorah released her other hand and held her against him as she sobbed into his chest. He stroked her hair and let her cry. Eventually she sniffed and looked up at him.

"I am sorry my love. I did not mean to hurt you. I should never have let Daario get under my skin." She buried her face into his chest again and hugged him tighter to her.

"Don't leave me Jorah, never leave me. You are truly the only one I trust."

"Never. I will stay with you until you tell me I have to leave." He promised. With a gentle hand under her chin he lifted her head up and captured her lips with his.