Jora helped Jon construct three cages for his 'children', he placed them on horseback and helped Jon upon his horse, the boy was still weak from the loss of his child. Jon groaned as Jora climbed upon the horse with him. Jon leaned his head against his back, his body burning, tears rolled down his face.

"I have you Jon." He whispered. "I have you."

The hoard had dispersed, losing their khal, knowing that their future had been destroyed. Even with how strong their khaleesi was didn't make them follow. Jon's body was burning. He turned over, his arms still wrapped tightly around Jora's waist, and vomited. His dragons watched their mother with what seemed to be concern.

"It's okay." Jora promised.

"I feel like hell," Jon groaned, "please this is the worst..."

"I've got you now, it's going to be okay." Jora promised.

"Jora, I can't handle this... I-I..." Tears continued to roll down his face. His body ached, his skin felt as if it was crawling. He was sobbing and shaking. Jora continued to push the horse forward for a while until Jon nearly fell off.

Jora stopped the horse, and jumped off the back of it before he pulled Jon off the back. He laid Jon on the ground momentarily while he worked on getting a tent popped up, he needed to contact Jon's family, the longer Jon was dealing with this situation the worse it would likely get. Jon groaned and turned over slightly, and vomited again.

Jora put the tent up and carried him inside the tent before bringing in the dragons. As soon as their doors were open they raced to Jon's side, wrapping themselves around him as if trying to give him comfort, Jora watched with narrowed eyes uncertain if they were safe but he couldn't go against them, that would be dangerous for himself.

He got to work writing on paper and waited to find a raven, they weren't very common in this region but they were easy enough to find, his own disappeared into the night the last time he sent a message.

Jon was curled up, his body continued to shake. "Ngh... I hurt so badly..." He groaned.

"I know my dear, you are okay, I promise.... I will be here for you and I will get you anything you need. Now let's get something for you to drink, I will worry about feeding the dragons as well..."

Jon only nodded, his eyes were slightly glazed over, his body was covered in a cold sweat. Jora was on his knees, helping him drink. His dragons curled around him tighter as if trying to shield him from Jora. Jora stepped away and brought back a meal for them, they ate some before turning to their mother's sides.

"I've got you..." Jora promised again. "I won't let anything bad happen to you."