Her Name Isn't Snow

Chapter 25

I was laying in the large bronze tub in front of the fireplace. The water was boiling hot and had steam rising from the top. Essi was finishing washing my hair and pulling it up into a bun, while Feqi was turning down my bed and laid out my night shift next to some towels. They were young Dothraki girls who had asked if they could serve as my handmaidens when I joined my sister in Qarth and they have served me ever since. 

I enjoyed their company most of the time. They were sweet innocent beings who liked to talk about boys and clothes and other trivial things. It was a welcomed break from the normal strategies and politics I had to deal with. 

There was a knock on the door and Feqi walked over to pull it open.

"The handsome man is here to see you," Feqi said in Dothraki with a chuckle. 

"I knew he would come to you tonight," Essi told me with a slight giggle herself. 

"Let him in," I said with a smile. 

Essi stood up while I turned in the tub as Jon entered

"He only smiles when he sees her, have you noticed?" Essis says to Feqi, making them both giggle.

"Alright that's enough, you can leave us," I tell them with a knowing smile, watching as the two teenage girls left, whispering and smiling.

"You can speak Dothraki?" he asks moving towards me with a soft look in his eyes.

"Yes, and High Valerian" I answer. He smiles and grabs the chair from my vanity, taking a seat on my right. He glances at the water and then back up at me. 

"How is it you can sit in a boiling tub of water and not even break a sweat?" he asks with a playful smile. 

"It's in my blood I suppose" I sit up a bit in the tub. My left-hand moves to the back of my right shoulder, trying to rub out the tension I felt on a daily basis.  

"Did you pull a muscle?"

"No, there's just tension in my shoulders. My sister says its the price we pay as rulers. We carry the people with us always" I answer with a smile. A small smile graces his lips and his moves the chair so he's seated behind me. The moment his hands touch my shoulders I flinch and gasp at his touch. 

"Your hands are freezing" I mumble, mentally making sure my skin wasn't hot enough to burn him. He chuckles at that and starts using his thumbs to massage out the tension knots in my shoulders. His hands were still a bit cold but it was a pleasant feeling. 

"Better?" he asks, continuing to rub my shoulders, his hands moving closer to my neck with each circular motion. 

"Mmm much better," I say with a slight moan to my voice. I tilt my head to the right as his hand works in the left crook of my neck. I smile as I feel his lips on my left shoulder, slowly moving up my neck. I hummed at the feeling of his beard lightly scratching against my skin and the softness of his lips on my neck. 

I turned around in the tub and cupped his cheeks with my hands, connecting our lips in a soft kiss. His hand moved to the back of my neck. His fingers entwining in my hair and lightly pulling, making my head tilt up as he lightly bit my lower lip. I wrapped my arms around his neck, trying to pull him closer. His hands moved lower, dipping into the water towards my waist. I stood up in the tub, keeping our lips connected. He pulled me closer to him, my dripping wet body dampening his clothes but he didn't seem to care. He lifted me out of the tub and moved us toward the bed. 

I was laying with my head on Jon's bare chest, lightly running my fingers up and down his chest, occasionally tracing over his scars. He had his left arm wrapped around me with his thumb lightly moving across my hip. His chin was barely grazing the top of my head.