A/N: Prompt word: Guess.

02x06, 'The Old Gods and the New'

Daenerys is in a pit of vipers. Whichever way she turns, there could be a snake ready to lash out, to sink its fangs into her arm and inject its poison into her veins.

Jorah is gone. Irri is dead. Doreah is missing. So are her dragons. A handful of Dothraki remain.

Who can she trust?

Xaro insists that it's too dark to go stumbling around Qarth searching for her dragons; they must wait until the morning. Dany doesn't want to wait. Whoever has her dragons could be long gone by now, sneaking onto a ship from the docks and seeking passage to somewhere only the gods know.

But Kovarro had implored that she stay, the usually jovial Dothrakan serious and almost afraid. He has taken the vigil outside her palace himself, gripping his arakh tight; she can see his shadow out on the balcony.

But even knowing he is there doesn't help her. She can't sleep. Every time she closes her eyes she is met with a whorl of scenarios. So many possibilities. So many questions. Was it one person? More? She doesn't know how one person could have slain all of her Dothraki. Had Doreah come across the intruders after the fact and been dragged away to be raped and gutted?

And where is Jorah? She doesn't think he'd leave her in this place, but the darkness is like a predator, feeding on her uncertainties. And she spurned him at their last parting. Perhaps he has gone away to lick his wounds.

If he was here he'd calm her. Reassure her. Have some logical answers that she could at least try to comfort herself with.

But he isn't here.

She wishes she could turn back the time. She doesn't know how she would do things differently, but if she could she would.

Instead she will have to live with the fact that she has questions that she can only guess the answers to.