Dragon Mothers // Jorah Mormont

5. Blurred by the youth of my innocence

Mormont knew that he was supposed to be focused on Daenerys and Vis but he couldn't help but be drawn to Neely. She was so full of life. Plus she spoke, truth. Not just politeness like Dany. Jorah asked questions and Neely answered honestly. Perhaps getting closer to her would be beneficial, at least that's what he told himself as he felt himself spending more and more time with her.

'The older I got the clearer it became to see what was blurred by the youth of my innocence.' Neely told him.

'Like what?'

'Life, I had this idea in my head. It wasn't an idea of my own, it was my brothers, their vision for the future. Their vision for us, well for Dany. But the more we lived, the more we traveled... I saw all the pain that father caused, that all of them caused... I saw the aftermath.' Neely told him. 'as did many people but Vis still thinks his fat headed, no brain, body should hold a crown. He would be an awful king.' Neely informed him.

'do you think with the dothraki's help he will succeed?'

'Can the dothraki's horses run on water?' neely questioned with a sexy little grin.

'No.' jorah answered and he couldn't help but smile.

'Then no.' Neely told him confidently. 'that fat lazy man will sit on the throne until he dies unless I can get my sister to the throne.'

'you want Daenerys to be queen? Of the seven kingdoms?' Jorah questioned.

'she is a better option than Robert Baratheon and definitely better than- Hey Vis.' Neely winked back at Jorah.

'They are still not here.' Vis told Jorah through clenched teeth. 'why are they not here?' he snapped.

'I will send word, see where they are.' Jorah told him calmly as vis looked like he was about to pop a blood vessel in his neck.

'Go fuck a whore, Vis.' Neely suggested. 'you seem tense.' Vis sneered at her before turning and stomping away. 'Man. Child.' Neely told him continuing on their walk. 'it would be like putting a baby on the throne. He is temperamental and whiny, he needs things his way and expects to get them, even though he has been traveling, moved place to place just like us all our lives, I don't know what goes through that useless head of his.' Jorah chuckled nodding, he knew this was bad. He knew he liked her. she was kind and sweet, she was funny and so very skilled, if his true nature behind meeting them, guiding them came to light... he should distance himself from her but he couldn't.

'how did you lose your arm?' jorah questioned, it slipped out before he had a chance to think about it.

'Dany stole it.' Neely told him and jorah stared at her. 'yep.' Neely nodded leading them to an overlook. 'Shes five minutes older. She stole the title and my arm.'

'how?' jorah questioned as they sat down, their legs brushed up against each other.

'Her umbilical cord wrapped around my arm. It popped out of dear ole mommy after dany.' Neely said laughing. 'it scared the hell out of them apparently. Dany was so perfect but there was an extra arm just laying there. I don't know life without it. That's usually peoples next question.' Neely informed him. 'do you miss it? Whats it like learning to do things without two hands? but I didn't know any other way, that didn't stop me.'

'you are amazing, a lot of people would let that destroy them. fill them with anger and rage at the world, or immobilized them.' jorah told her. 'yet here you are, strong and confident, skilled, beautiful.' Neely blushed, no had ever called her beautiful before.

'Dany is...' neely cleared her throat. 'she is shy and timid. She... I know there is fire within her. we are Targaryen's after all.'

'you two do seem like opposites.' Jorah noted.

'She chopped off my arm in the womb. I know she has the capability to be a killer to be vicious.' Neely laughed. 'But in the meantime. I take care of her.'

'she is lucky to have you Princess.' Jorah told her, his hand grasping hers.

'What did I tell you about calling me princess?' neely teased. Jorah just smiled down at her. somehow him calling her princess felt different from the others.