"He's not real, Dany."
The blonde bursted out laughing.
"Of course he's real, Uncle Jorah!" She giggled, as if it was the funniest joke she has ever heard. "He gave me this for my birthday," She pointed to the string of beads around her neck, and Jorah's heart fell even further.
"Your brother Rhaegar gave you that when you were three, Dany."
Her face fell.
"You're lying, Uncle Jorah." She whispered, bottom lip quivering a bit. "Jon gave this to me. I could just meet up with hi-"
"Daenerys Targaryen," He sighed, reaching out to hold her pale hand. "You were alone when I found you, if he was your best friend he must've stayed and helped you."
"Maybe, m-maybe he got scared!" She stumbled out, voice strained and eyebrows furrowed.
"Princess-"
"Don't call me that!" She yelled, flinching away from Jorah's touch. "Only Jon can call me that!"
And before she knew it, she was crying. Tears streamed down her face and she tasted salty water on her lips. She held her stuffed dragon to her chest.
Jorah reached out an hugged her, and she buried her face in his chest like she always did.
"I'm sorry, Dany." Jorah whispered, rubbing soothing circles in her back.
"He is real," Daenerys sobbed, body shaking as Jorah held her tight. "He's as real as I am."
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Fanfiction| R E V E R I E | > a state in which you are thinking about pleasant things > also known as DAYDREAM [ lowercase intended ]
