The song of fire and ice - The dragon and the wolf

-Jorah the Andal-

Daenerys looked him in the eye as he pulled her close to him once again... I am going to kill you slowly, she whispered, there will be no swift death for you she told him clearly. He responded by slapping her in the face, then ripping the gown she had, showing her underlay and her belly, that made her pregnancy visible. Wait said the fourth man, Harald, she's pregnant! STOP. We can't do this, they'll have our heads for this!

So what? Snared Harald. My brother's wife was pregnant, my mother hasn't been able to speak more than two words since the death of my father he said as he struck her again, with the closed fist that held her neck. All because of this foreign whore who calls herself queen. He slapped her face again, so hard, she fell to the ground.
He laughed as he looked down at her, giving his sheep men permission to laugh as well.

Daenerys looked up and wiped the blood from her mouth. Harald dropped down to her level, I'll have you know that I bent the knee to you, but I never fought for you. It filled me with joy to turn around and kill your cock less army during both wars. He moved his face close to her ear - It filled me with great joy to witness the death of your beloved Lyanna Mormont he whispered, licking her face as he moved away.

Woah men! He yelled as he stood. The king sure knows how to pick 'em. She tastes amazing. Better than a thousand whores! The fourth man took a step forward. She is pregnant Harald, he said as he pushed his chest. I'm not going to let you do this! He held his hand out for the queen to take, his eyes told her that he was a good man, once upon a time. Daenerys shook her head, I don't need your help she whispered. She spat the blood out in her mouth and stood herself back up.

Lance! This bitch killed your brothers, all of them. You want to protect her? After all of their deaths? Just because she's pregnant? THEY KNEW WHAT THEY WERE FIGHTING FOR, THEY KNEW WHO THEY WERE FIGTING AGAINST AND STILL, THEY FOUGHT! That's what war is Harald. That's its definition. That's... his words were cut by a knife in the back, one of his supposed friends just cut him down – well, you tell our families we say hello, he said as he pushed his dead body off of his sword.

Finally some peace and fucking quiet! Said Harald, good work mate he said as he took a step closer to the queen. Daenerys shot him a look of pure hate, as the fire grew in her eyes. We are going to take turns on you tonight my queen, he whispered as he removed his armour. Then, we will leave you here to die, while we take one of your ships and sail to a free city. Only then, the debt to our families will be paid in full.

Harald reached down to touch her bare belly, Daenerys smacked his hands away. I will kill you if you touch me! She yelled, spitting more blood out of her mouth. STEP AWAY FROM ME! NOW!

Do as she says, said a familiar voice beside her in the distance. Hope filled her entire body. She looked at him with tears building in her eyes. Jorah moved swiftly to his queen's side. Khaleesi, he whispered, touching her belly, observing her bleeding face.

Anger filled his body. He then stepped in front of her, looking at these three, half-drunken men in the eyes. 'I don't want to kill an old man Ser Jorah, but if you stand between us, then I will' he said as he pointed to a dead Lance on the ground. Jorah took a step forward, putting his hand out in front of his queen. You're a funny man Harald, he whispered. I am not going to kill you, no, you are not going to die tonight. I am going to capture you and imprison you. Your fate will be decided by our king and queen.

Harald laughed as he drew his sword, and held it front of him, pointing it past Jorah and looking directly at the queen. I don't want to kill you, Jorah the Andal, but I will, if I have to. My family will have justice!

Just before he could give another smart comeback, Jorah drew his curved sword so fast, and cut off Harald' sword hand in one swift motion. His screams were heard by everyone standing around him. Jorah looked up and saw the doors of the great hall open. The other two men, dropping their swords and yielding at once.

Jorah used a chain he found nearby to chain them all together, Harald screaming and swearing about his cut off hand. Jahagar, of her Dothraki army came at once, with five other members of his guard. The look of disgust written all over their faces. Jahagar lunged forward, drawing his sword and holding it against one of the mens throat. Daenerys stepped forward. No, she said in his mother tongue, spare him, I want to be the one to kill him. Jahagar looked at his queen and dropped his blade immediately. He looked up and spoke. I am sorry Khaleesi, you should not have been out here alone. Please forgive me.

Please, you have nothing to apologise for, the fault was mine she whispered, holding his head up with her hand, gesturing him to stand. Jorah then moved towards his khaleesi, cloaking her in his coat. What are you doing out her alone? He whispered, taking a cloth from his pocket to wipe the continuous flow of blood from her mouth. I was looking for you she whispered, I wanted to see you she said as she hugged him.

Jorah took the embrace, then looked at Jahagar, take the prisoners to their cells, then find Ser Daavos and tell him to call everyone back to their chambers at once. He nodded at the commands, spat on the prisoners, grabbed the chains and pulled them with him to the cells. Swearing at them in his language, his khalessar around them kicking and spitting on the prisoners also.

Daenerys pulled out of their embrace, I was safe I really was, until they showed up! She reassured him. I'm sorry khaleesi he whispered. I should have come to the great hall immediately, then none of this would have happened. Are you hurt?

No, she whispered I'm fine, I've been through worse she said, with a little laugh. Jorah looked her in the eye, to him, this was no a laughing matter. My queen, even though the war is won, you are still very vulnerable, you need to be more careful, especially now, looking at her belly.

I know she whispered. Jorah took her in his arms and walked alongside her as they made their way back to castle. Jon is going to lose it, he said as they approached the doors. Daenerys looked back at him, her eyes telling him that Jon 'losing it' was an understatement...