The Sapphire Dragon

3.Nine year old's revenge.

The seer of tarth is standing outside his hut, seeing the small children playing with wooden clubs. This reminds him of a time, when his own children used to play with them, his watching them with warm love in her eyes.That was ages ago, before his Enlightenment, after which he renounced mortal life and chose this path of life.

Suddenly, the scenery changes. He is in a tent, standing inside its corner. A Dothraki chieftain is sitting in the middle of the carpet, surrounded by cushions of silk.He is in deep thoght, rubbing his braided beard. A Dothraki girl is sitting opposite, watching his movements.Lady Andrea, the seer observes. Both of them seem to calculate each other.The translator stands beside both of them, fidgeting the end of his robe, visibly nervous.

'So i have to launch attacks on drogo's khalasar, and kill him in the process',Khal Ogo says. Andrea nods, confidence shining in her amethyst coloured eyes.'What will you give me', the Khal asks.She stands up and throws a bag beside his feet.The translator opens the bag, and the gold's reflection can be seen in his brown eyes. Five hundred dragons, andrea says, straightening her thin gown.

'And ?' the khal asks, a vile smile playing on his lips.

Andrea smiles and walks out. Before exiting, she says to the translator,' Tell him i am not one of his cheap whores.', leaving Ogo clueless and the translator gaping.

At the other end of the tent, two shadows can be seen. The boy and the lady are in their youth. The lady is taking deep breaths.Its Khaleesi, the seer realises with horror.

Suddenly all three of them are taken to another place.They cannot see me, the seer understands. Inside a ruined temple. a godswife is sitting on the temple steps, as Andrea is pacing in front of her.'You want me to kill him ? 'the old woman asks, fear absent in her eyes. 'Yes, if he does not die in the hands of Ogo, that oaf may not be able to kill him', Andrea says.'You know what he will do to your temple,Mirri Maz Dur. I am devising a way to take revenge', the nine year old girl makes her point. One can almost hear the lhazareen woman's head calculating the outcome.

'Here', Andrea takes some rosary peas from her pouch. The poisonous seeds gleam under the lamps of the temple.' Infuse it in the wine,which should be used to wash the wound, and he will have a slow painful death'. Andrea looks victorious, as Daenerys grinds her teeth, her eyes rimmed with tears of anger, despair and thirst for revenge.