Hello! I noticed you mentioned that the tv series has gone a different route than the books, and since I haven't read the books I was wondering if you could explain in what ways they are different? I love them together so much I need all the information on them I can get!
It would take an essay to point out all of the differences,but I’ll try to find a few of the more notable ones ;) I am a little rustythough when it comes to the books since it’s been so long since I’ve read them,but I’ll do what I can!
Here you can find a lot of the differences with Jorah’scharacter specifically. As for their relationship, the unrequited love is a lotmore noticeable in the books, whereas the show seems to give us a little hopethat she could have feelings for him as well. Book Dany always looks to him asan advisor and friend.
Notable plot differences:
- There is a significant age difference betweenDany and Jorah in the books (roughly 30 years?)
- Book Jorah kisses Dany on the ship after theyleave Qarth
- Book Jorah never returns after being dismissedas he does in the show (also I’m pretty sure the greyscale doesn’t happen?)
- In the books, Dany has not yet sailed for Westeros
Some Book Quotes:
“Ser Jorah Mormont,” she said, “first and greatest of myknights, I have no bride gift to give you, but I swear to you, one day youshall have from my hands a longsword like none the world has ever seen,dragon-forged and made of Valyrian steel. And I would ask for your oath aswell.”
“You have it, my queen,” Ser Jorah said, kneeling to lay hissword at her feet. “I vow to serve you, to obey you, to die for you if needbe.”
“Whatever may come?”
“Whatever may come.”
“I shall hold you to that oath. I pray you never regret thegiving of it.” Dany lifted him to his feet. Stretching on her toes to reach hislips, she kissed the knight gently and said, “You are the first of myQueensguard.”
(A Game of Thrones)
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She gave him leave to go, but as he was lifting the flap ofher tent, she could not stop herself calling after him with one last question.“What did she look like, your Lady Lynesse?”
Ser Jorah smiled sadly. “Why, she looked a bit like you,Daenerys.” He bowed low. “Sleep well, my queen.”
Dany shivered, and pulled the lionskin tight about her. Shelooked like me. It explained much that she had not truly understood. He wantsme, she realized. He loves me as he loved her, not as a knight loves his queenbut as a man loves a woman. She tried to imagine herself in Ser Jorah’s arms,kissing him, pleasuring him, letting him enter her. It was no good. When sheclosed her eyes, his face kept changing into Drogo’s.
(A Clash of Kings)
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My greatbear, Dany thought. I am his queen, but I will always be his cub as well, andhe will always guard me. It made her feel safe, but sad as well. She wished shecould love him better than she did.
(A Clash of Kings)
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Ser Jorah slid his arms around her.
“Oh,” was all Dany had time to say as he pulled her closeand pressed his lips down on hers. He smelled of sweat and salt and leather,and the iron studs on his jerkin dug into her naked breasts as he crushed herhard against him. One hand held her by the shoulder while the other slid downher spine to the small of her back, and her mouth opened for his tongue, thoughshe never told it to. His beard is scratchy, she thought, but his mouth issweet. The Dothraki wore no beards, only long mustaches, and only Khal Drogohad ever kissed her before. He should not be doing this. I am his queen, nothis woman.
It was a long kiss, though how long Dany could not havesaid. When it ended, Ser Jorah let go of her, and she took a quick stepbackward. “You… you should not have…”
“I should not have waited so Iong,” he finished for her. “Ishould have kissed you in Qarth, in Vaes Tolorro. I should have kissed you inthe red waste, every night and every day. You were made to be kissed, often andwell.” His eyes were on her breasts. Dany covered them with her hands, beforeher nipples could betray her. “I… that was not fitting. I am your queen.”
“My queen,” he said, “and the bravest, sweetest, and mostbeautiful woman I have ever seen. Daenerys –“
“Your Grace!”
“Your Grace,” he conceded, “the dragon has three heads,remember? You have wondered at that, ever since you heard it from the warlocksin the House of Dust. Well, here’s your meaning: Balerion, Meraxes, and Vhagar,ridden by Aegon, Rhaenys, and Visenya. The three-headed dragon of HouseTargaryen - three dragons, and three riders.”
“Yes,” said Dany, “but my brothers are dead.”
“Rhaenys and Visenya were Aegon’s wives as well as hissisters. You have no brothers, but you can take husbands. And I tell you truly,Daenerys, there is no man in all the world who will ever be half so true to youas me.”
(A Storm of Swords)
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“I protected you. I fought for you. Killed for you.”
Kissed me, she thought, betrayed me.
“I went down into the sewers like a rat. For you.”
It might have been kinder if you’d died there. Dany saidnothing. There was nothing to say.
“Daenerys,” he said, “I have loved you.”
And there it was. Three treasons will you know once forblood and once for gold and once for love. “The gods do nothing without apurpose, they say. You did not die in battle, so it must be they still havesome use for you. But I don’t. I will not have you near me. You are banished,ser. Go back to your masters in King’s Landing and collect your pardon, if youcan. Or to Astapor. No doubt the butcher king needs knights.”
“No.” He reached for her. “Daenerys, please, hear me…”
She slapped his hand away. “Do not ever presume to touch meagain, or to speak my name. You have until dawn to collect your things andleave this city. If you’re found in Meereen past break of day, I will haveStrong Belwas twist your head off. I will. Believe that.” She turned her backon him, her skirts swirling. I cannot bear to see his face. “Remove this liarfrom my sight,” she commanded. I must not weep. I must not. If I weep I willforgive him.
(A Storm of Swords)
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Meereen was not her home, and never would be. It was a cityof strange men with strange gods and stranger hair, of slavers wrapped infringed tokars, where grace was earned through whoring, butchery wasart, and dog was a delicacy. Meereen would always be the Harpy’s city, andDaenerys could not be a harpy.
Never, said the grass, in the gruff tones of JorahMormont. You were warned, Your Grace. Let this city be, I said. Your war isin Westeros, I told you.
The voice was no more than a whisper, yet somehow Dany feltthat he was walking just behind her. My bear, she thought, my oldsweet bear, who loved me and betrayed me. She had missed him so.
She wanted to see his ugly face, to wrap her arms around himand press herself against his chest, but she knew that if she turned around SerJorah would be gone. “I am dreaming,” she said. “A waking dream, a walkingdream. I am alone and lost.”
Lost, because you lingered, in a place that you werenever meant to be, murmured Ser Jorah, as softly as the wind. Alone,because you sent me from your side.
“You betrayed me. You informed on me, for gold.”
For home. Home was all I ever wanted. “And me. Youwanted me.” Dany had seen it in his eyes. I did, the grass whispered,sadly. “You kissed me. I never said you could, but you did. You sold me to myenemies, but you meant it when you kissed me.”
I gave you good counsel. Save your spears and swords forthe Seven Kingdoms, I told you. Leave Meereen to the Meereenese and go west, Isaid. You would not listen.
“I had to take Meereen or see my children starve along themarch.” Dany could still see the trail of corpses she had left behind hercrossing the Red Waste. It was not a sight she wished to see again. “I had totake Meereen to feed my people.”
You took Meereen, he told her, yet still youlingered. “To be a queen.”
You are a queen, her bear said. In Westeros. “Itis such a long way,” she complained. “I was tired, Jorah. I was weary of war. I wanted to rest, to laugh, toplant trees and see them grow. I am only a young girl.”
No. You are the blood of the dragon. The whisperingwas growing fainter, as if Ser Jorah were falling farther behind. Dragonsplant no trees. Remember that. Remember who you are, what you were madeto be. Remember your words.
“Fire and Blood,” Daenerys told the swaying grass.
(A DanceWith Dragons)
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This post is very vague and also a little excessive, but I hopeit helped a little! I could go into much more detail but there’s a lot ofinformation to cover :P
Oh My God I'm gonna go down with this ship!! I've only started GoT!! And now ( in season 2 ) I'm way too invested in Dany X Jorah!! *curls into a ball on the floor and sobs uncontrollably* 😭😭 Is it true I'm gonna have even more heartache in future seasons?!
SO MUCH HEARTACHE! The show has gone in a different direction than the books, but tbh it’s given us so much good ship material ;)
Do not walk away from your Queen, Jorah the Andal. You have not been dismissed. You pledged yourself to me. You swore to obey my commands for the rest of your life. Well I command you to find the cure, wherever it is in this world. I command you to heal yourself and then return to me. When I take the Seven Kingdoms, I need you by my side.
Hello, I don't know if you still make gifsets, but if you do, could you please make a Dany/Jorah + Love gifset (like with Quaithe and Tyrion saying it as well as Jorah, etc.) Thank you! :)
And what of my magic? You saw me step into the fire, you watched the witch burn. What did the flames do to me, do you remember? … Until my last breath, I will remember.
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