"Dean!" Daenerys burst into his tent. Her silver hair settling around her shoulders for a moment before she ran over to him, wrapping her arms about his neck. "I am so glad you're back." She murmured, burying her face into his neck.
His arms wrapped firmly around her slender frame, his nose pressing into the crook of her neck, tickled with her silver hair. His eyes crinkled in his smile, as his chuckle racked through his shoulders. "Khaleesi" he grins, "I'm glad to be back. I've missed your -- enthusiasm."









