Daenerys certainly didn't suffer from a lack of caretakers. If Jon wasn't catering to her every little whim, then Ghost was fetching things for her or curling up at her feet to keep them warm. It was sweet, and though she felt guilty that her lover was leaving their bed in the middle of the night to fetch her sweets, it was nice to let her men take care of her.

Snuggling into Ghost for warmth, Daenerys hummed sleepily and smiled against Jon's lips. "I don't sleep well without you," she murmured without opening her eyes. "You really don't have to go, love."