There comes a knock on Jon's door early one evening. Dany stands outside, wearing her Meereenese dress, holding an obscenely pink, rectangular box. There's a ribbon holding it shut, green and red. Christmas colors, she'd been told. And tied to that ribbon is a little slip of paper, one side of it has what the locals call a snowman; he's a top hat on. The other side says: Merry Christmas, Jon. -Dany

When he opens the door, she meets his gaze and smiles, offering him the box. Inside it, he'll notice a white wolf shaped cupcake. And beside it, a small cup filled with whipped cream.

"They told me dogs like cream," she'll say, "Wasn't sure if that's the same for direwolves."