"Call Emilia." | (Emilia Clarke)

You looked off into the distance, pretending as if it was some vast expanse instead of just the elevator wall, in your most knightly king's voice you spoke. "Bring me Khaleesi." _You're an idiot. _Laughing at your idiocy you giggled a bit before looking back to Jane, returning your glance with a stone wall of thinking you're an idiot.

"Kha-lee-see? Sir?" Jane was such a casual, she never watched the show.

"Emilia Clarke, Jane." You hit her with a faux disgusted look at her lack of loyalty to the rightful heir to the iron throne. Emilia was one of the first 'requests' you made shortly after everything got sorted out. She was eveything you dreamed and more, and the fact that she got to keep the outfit made you even more excited. Yes, you fucked her in costume, more than a few times but she was always happy to oblige. Tonight though, you we're feeling like a bit of a romantic, so instead of conquering the seven kingdoms with your cock you wanted to get to know her a bit. Out side of learning just how deep she could take you in her throat, which was always impressive, or even besides how she seems to cum harder when you take her ass. She was always so tight.

Jane made the arrangements for your date for the evening, Emilia cancelled an event for you actually, delighted with an excuse to get out of more PR. "She will be here for the evening sir, would you like to see a movie? Or get dinner with Ms. Clar-"

"SHE IS DANERYS STORM BORN, FIRST OF HER-" You were cut off as you defended the honor of your queen.

"Dinner or a movie sir?" Jane hit you with the non nonsense tone indicating there would be hell to pay if you didnt calm down.