Back To You // Jorah Mormont (2)

12. Fear

"Whats your favorite toy san?"

"Ummm my toy puppy." He answered. Oceana smiled stroking his hair he liked it long. Never been cut. At four years old he had shoulder length hair that he liked oceana to put into braids and buns because it reminded him of daddy.

Oceana thought san saw drogo in his dreams.

"Do you have a favorite toy jorah?" San asked pressing his cheek against oceanas.

"My sword i suppose." He answered.

"Mama?"

"We are going to die!" Tyrion whined. "My feet hurt! Can we stop?"

"I dont know. I love boats. Can my toy be the ships?" Oceana questioned as tyrion kicked at a rock.

"Im getting sun burnt!"

"I like boats too." San agreed. "Can I please play with swords?"

"Oh i have a rock in my shoe! We need to stop!" Tyrion demanded.

'Do you ever shut up?" Jorah groaned.

"I sailed from King's Landing to Pentos in a crate. Without ever saying a word." Tyrion reminded him "Did it never occurred to you to ask why until now? You never wondered why Tyrion Lannister decided to visit Volantis?"

"I found you. I dont care. Finding oceana was the best bonus a man could ask for" Jorah remarked locking eyes with her. She felt her heart flutter but maybe it was san playing with her necklace.

"I killed my father." Tyrion informed him. "He wanted to execute me for a crime I didn't commit."

"We've got to keep moving." Jorah grumbled pushing him along. "You need me to hold san?"

'Why Danereys? Why is she worth all this?" Tyrion asked they walked along the plains above the cliff overlooking the sea.

"I got him. But i might take you up on that in a moment." Oceana admitted kissing sans head.  When Jorah didn't answer Tyrion continued clearing his throat as he went.

"As I recall, the Mormont's fought against the Targaryen's during Robert's Rebellion." Tyrion said loudly.

"Do you believe in anything?" Jorah asked.

"I believe in a lot of things." Tyrion answered his very vague question with a vague answer.

"Something greater than ourselves I mean. The Gods, destiny? Do you believe there's a plan for this world?" Jorah asked.

"No." Tyrion admitted.

"Yes." Oceana countered. "I didnt for a while but i do again," jorah reached out grabbing her hand.

"Neither did I. I was a cynic. Just like you tyrion. Then I saw a girl step into a great fire with three stone eggs. When the fire burnt out I thought I'd find her blackened bones, instead I saw her. Danereys, alive and unhurt holding her baby dragons. You ever heard baby dragons singing?" Jorah said. Tyrion shook his head.

"No." he answered.

"It's hard to be a cynic after that." Jorah said as he kept walking.

"That doesn't mean she's going to be a great queen." Tyrion informed him.

"No it doesn't." Jorah agreed. "Oceana didnt have baby dragons but i believed in her as khalessi. Maybe if she had dragons she would have burnt that man that scared her away."

"I definitely would have." Oceana confirmed

"The Targeryen's are famous for the insane. What if she conquers the world, then what? A thousand years of peace and prosperity?" Tyrion asked as they continued walking.