Poison?

*Flashback Start*

A young Aegon sat calmly next to Drogo as they both looked up at the Khaleesi. Today was one of the days where instead of training with the Arakh she would teach them. Lessons she herself had learned in her life. The Dothraki had no books of history, only tales told down from elders.

"In the future the both of you will rule the Dothraki. Men of your statutes will always be in danger. They say poison is a woman's weapon but that isn't always true. Which is why today you'll be learning to identify the ingredients used in poison."

Waving her hand a slave entered with a collection of different colored flowers in his hand.

"Knowing the effects of these four flowers may save your life one day" The Khaleesi spoke as she laid out the 4 flowers. To the far left he laid out a beautiful violet colored flower with white stems. Next she laid out a green plant with white petals blooming from it. Next she laid out a yellow flower resembling that of a sunflower. To the far left she laid out a Violet flower with purple stems.

"Two of same flower?" Drogo questioned in his broken common tongue. He was still learning the language just as Aegon was still learning Dothraki.

"Good eye Drogo these flowers are the same but different." The Khaleesi smiled but Aegon's eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

"How can they be the same but different? Judging by the different colors these flowers are completely different."

"You're right Aegon but the Dothraki will ignore such a small detail. This flower right here is known as Plenthori, remember it's white stems. This flower right here," The Khaleesi reached down picking up the violet flower with purple stems. "This flower is also known as Plenthori, only its effects are completely different. The second Plenthori will kill an adult Dothraki in hours. Chopped down and mixed, this flower will turn into a purple paste. The first Plethori is a paralytic. The most it will do is make an adult Dothraki sleepy. Chopped down and mixed and this flower will be violet like it is now."

*Flashback End*

Placing the cup to the side Aegon kneeled down to look at his brother hearing a soft snore come from his chest all of his worries disappeared.

"Tell a couple of the slaves to bring some water and to prepare a new tent for my brother."

I have a worried crowd of Dothraki to greet. Placing my hand on Drogo's shoulder I immediately decided against lifting the oaf of a man myself.

*QWOO*

This should do just fine. Drogo now laid amongst his own set of pillows I'd need to wake him up if I was to discover what had taken place here. Although I already had my own suspicions? Was it a slave that had dosed his cup? I didn't think so considering we were taught to be cautious he would make his own. Or maybe it was Nethimi? I quickly threw that thought to the back of my head. That would mean no one outside of his own people could be trusted. Most wouldn't notice but Khaleesi's had a way of mothering the Khalasar. What Dothraki would believe the Khaleesi herself had betrayed the Khal? It was such a high status and an honor amongst the Dothraki to become either the Khal or the Khaleesi and only a fool would throw such a status away.

A fool or in my case someone with bigger aspirations. Soon Kyra entered with a bucket of water in her hands. Standing up I grabbed it saying my thanks before once again kneeling next to Drogo.

"Watch over him for a second," I said to Kyra before disappearing in a blur.

The great plains the Dothraki roamed were lit only by the moon that shined so brightly in the sky. Luckily I knew what I was looking for, a simple plant that grew in abundance amongst the rivers. It would do for what I had planned. Kneeling down I collected what I could knowing the journey here would be easy if I needed more.

*QWOO*

"I don't think I'll ever get used to that," Kyra said as she leaned against the wall of the tent with her arms crossed.

"Once you get past the dizziness it becomes easier," I said as I kneeled down. Pulling out a knife I used the bottom of it to crush the plant I had just procured. Grabbing a bit of the water used a cloth to mix the plant and water together forming a paste. The smell instantly made me cough, it would do the trick.

Raising it to the nose of Drogo I watched as his face curled up in disgust. Removing the cloth from his face I watched as he slowly opened his eyes. Vigilance was his immediate reaction until he saw me.

Seeing him raise his arm I raised my own, with what little strength he had he pulled me down so that I could hear him.

"Nethimi. Other Khalasar. Khaevgo. Brother." Looking him in the eyes I could see the pain. Pain that wasn't physical but emotional. Unfortunately waking him up did little to help his body fight off the paralytic he wouldn't be able to do much for the next 24 hours.

"I'll bring Nethimi back," Was all I could reply. I didn't have enough information but from what I could tell Nethimi was currently with the other Khalasar. I didn't understand what that waste Khaevgo had to do with this. The last is what really threw me off. Was he simply calling me brother or did it have a deeper meaning? Soon I would find out.

"Kyra, send a raven to Rabi, I need the location of the final Khalasar," Rabi had been putting in a lot of work since Aegon had last left him. He was sure that by now he had slave spy's all over Essos.