Growing up you hadn't been all that close to your parents – yes, they loved you, but they often had better things to do, and so you'd ended up following your uncle around for the majority of your childhood.

Your Uncle Jorah had been your greatest protector ever since the day you were born and when he left Bear Island your heart all but broke.

As soon as you got wind of where your uncle was, and who he was with, you decided to make the journey out to Meereen.

That was the last place you had been told of his whereabouts therefore that was your best option.

When you arrived, you couldn't quite believe how different your surroundings were to those that you had grown up with.

You managed to get yourself into the pyramid, no one realising you were there even though you saw the guards.

As you walked you kept thinking you'd hear your uncle's voice through the halls, but you didn't.

Somehow you found your way into the throne room and saw your uncle sat on the steps with others sat around him.

They were all whispering hurriedly, barely noticing your entrance, but a blonde woman saw you and stood up instantly.

The others followed suit all whipping their head rounds to see what the blonde woman was so startled at.

Your uncle's face was a picture when he saw you.

He stormed towards you, a rather menacing look on his face but he swept you into a fierce embrace.

"Cub?" he questioned into your hair not believing his eyes.

The last time he had seen you you were but a child and now you were a woman. He didn't quite know what to do with himself.

After the shock disappeared, he remembered himself and held you at arm's length. "Why are you here Cub? How did you know?"

"I have my ways uncle; how could I ever stop looking for my protector?"

He chuckled, eyes watering as he gazed so fondly at the little girl he'd watched grow up and he pulled you into yet another fierce embrace. Almost as if he was afraid, you'd disappear on him.

"Ser Jorah!" the woman's voice came from behind you two.

Your uncle sighed but turned around, gripping your hand as he did so.

"Why has our council been interrupted? And by whom?" the blonde lady continued to question as she stared at you.

"I was unaware that I am unable to visit my own kin," you stated, ignoring the glare from your uncle at your speaking out.

He sighed, bowing his head to the blonde woman. "I apologise my queen; my niece is not aware of your status."

"Your niece?" a small man questioned, standing alongside the blonde woman.

Jorah nodded, smiling down briefly at you. "My niece, Y/N," he motioned to you as he spoke. "Lord Tyrion Lannister," he pointed to the small man, "Varys," he motioned to the bald man and then finally he pointed to the blonde woman. "Daenerys of the House Targaryen."

You smiled at the people in front of you, grateful to have names to faces.

"Why are you here?" Daenerys questioned you, clearly trying to intimidate but it didn't work.

Smiling at your uncle, you took a step away from him and towards her. "My uncle left when I was still young, I was given reports sparsely about his whereabouts – my most recent informed me of him being in Mereen."

"So, you came all the way here, just for your uncle?" Tyrion asked, sounding doubtful.

"What do we have in life if not our family?"

Your uncle smiled at you, pulling you into his side. "I've missed you Cub."

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Written by Hannah

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