my place is by your side;

Ser Jorah Mormont, exiled knight, advisor to Daenarys Stormborn Targaryen. — "I vow to defend her, obey her, die for her if need be."

[loveliestdarling]

                              ——————- i will love you

                 { u n c o n d i t i o n a l l y . }

[theexiledknight]

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[ » so my jorah muse went into hiding ._. but it's about time i try to find him again. so today i shall do my best!  ]

[davosseaworths]

Favorite Game of Thrones characters - Jorah Mormont

“The common people pray for rain, healthy children, and a summer that never ends. It is no matter to them if the high lords play their game of thrones, so long as they are left in peace. They never are.”

[incorrectgotquotes-blog]

"You will never find a more wretched hive of scum and villainy. We must be cautious."

Jorah Mormont [to Daenerys]. A Storm of Swords (via incorrectgotquotes)

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[thelionwithmind-deactivated2014]

   Did you lost your way ?

                       Your precious, silver queen surely is not here.

[theexiledknight]

For now, he thought. It won't be long before my silver queen paints the Red Keep crimson, little man. 

     "-- I am exactly where I intend to be, Lannister. What business is it of yours?"

[theexiledknight]

Zzz

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"Kind, even when cold," he whispered sleepily in his hypnopompic state, laying next to his sleeping wife. "Why can’t you be grateful like her?" 

[theexiledknight]

Zzz

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“Olive skinned temptress," he mumbled, stirring slightly in an uneasy sleep. "Don’t underestimate…" 

[theexiledknight]

Zzz

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“Kingslayer,” he muttered lowly. A snarl formed upon the sleeping Bear’s features. “Cut off his other hand if he touches her…”

[theexiledknight]

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A clenched jaw, and fist, tightened with determination in his slumber. “Die for you… I’d die for you…" he tossed, "kill for you… Khaleesi…”

[theexiledknight]

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“Mine own, at last…" Sweat glistened upon the sleeping Knight’s forehead, his breathing deep. A quiet moan escapes his lips… "My Queen…" 

[inboxideas]

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[theexiledknight]

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Who would have pondered that the beaming, scorching sun of the wasteland would have been replaced each night by a moon with silver rays of ice? It had been a long journey that had led them to nowhere and it would seem they would walk towards their doom till death would embrace them all in kindness. How she missed, Drogo. About her shoulders a new weight of warmth was casted and she turned her violet gaze towards the knight beside her. Jorah Mormont — her bear would always think first of her. 

Surpressing a smile she said with a sullen tone, “Indeed they are, yet you have nothing to keep you warm now ser.”

[theexiledknight]

Ah, but your comfort warms my heart, my Queen. "-- Back home, the winters are harsher than you can imagine. Fear not, I've endured far worse." It was truth, no doubt the North's elements were nothing compared to the bitter rays cast upon them in the desert. However, his ability to withstand the cold or not, he would have given up his warmth a thousand times over for her. "Perhaps one day you will look upon the snow covered hills and frozen creeks of Bear Island for yourself, Khaleesi, if it please you." 

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        “—-If you think, I am a lady of a great house, then I have to disappoint you. I am just Val.”

[theexiledknight]

"-- Well, just Val, what brings you this way? It is a dangerous path you are walking." 

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Kate had no qualms with a cold and damp castle—there was nothing that compared to the halls and chambers of Hotel Saint-Pol, where no matter what heat you seek the cold will always creep in. She remembered when not even her old blankets protected her from the cold stones of her chambers. She was an impoverished princess in a big castle, and she thought that all her life she would know nothing but those walls, devoid of any echoes of the warmth it enjoyed before.

"I do not mind a cold castle, sir. I myself grew up in walls and stones that bore no trace of welcome. I am sure your home is more welcoming than mine in France has ever been."

[theexiledknight]

The Bear Knight summoned his guard. "-- Send word ahead they should light every brazier and prepare much bread and wine and a feast fit for a Queen. We have a most honoured guest." Once the man had ridden off, he turned back. "That is most unfortunate, but I shall see that it is so. My lady wife will surely love the company."  For a moment he found himself hoping the Queen's visit would impress Lynesse, and help to quell her dissatisfaction with Bear Island. "May I ask what her grace is doing so far from home?"

[lethalesetambiles-deactivated20]

        “—-I am called Val. And what is your name, stranger?”

[theexiledknight]

"-- And a last name, perhaps? My name is Jorah." 

[theexiledknight]

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An icy gust of wind cascaded upon the Mormont's skin. Night had fallen around the deserted wasteland, and the time to seek shelter till dawn would soon arrive. Calloused hands tugged at his stallion's reigns as he trotted up beside the Targaryen. Jorah uncloaked himself, and draped the bearskin around his Queen. "-- The winds are harsh tonight, Khaleesi." The large pelt seemed to engulf her, and the Knight's lips curved into the faint trace of a smile.