Potential Spoilers Below
“Really? Mat thought. This is what you want to
fight about? He
was not certain the spy would buy it. Too
flimsy a reason.”
“His plan with Tuon was to take a cue from what Rand had
once done with Perrin.
If Mat could fake a split between himself and the Seanchan, and in so doing make Tuon
pull her forces back, perhaps the Shadow would
ignore her. Mat needed an edge of some sort.”
Rand |
Perrin |
“Mat,” Elayne said
from her throne on the side of the room. He noticed, with amusement, that in
shifting it about for “comfort” she had somehow gotten Birgitte to wedge it up a few inches, so she now sat exactly
level with Tuon. Maybe an inch higher. “Please. Can you at least explain some
of what you’re doing?”
Elayne |
Not without letting that spy hear, too, he
thought, glancing about the room. Who
was it? One of the three pairs of damane and
j'uI'darrii Could
a damane be a Darkfriend without her suldam
knowing? What about the opposite?
That noblewoman with the white streak in her hair looked suspicious.
Damane |
Or was it one of the many
generals? Galgan?
Tylee?
Banner-General Gerisch? She stood at the side of the room, glaring at him.
Honestly. Women. She did have a nice backside, but Mat had only mentioned it to
be friendly. He was a married man.
The fact was, there were so
many people moving about, Mat figured he could have spread millet on the floor
and had flour by the end of the day. Supposedly, they were all absolutely
trustworthy and incapable of betraying the Empress, might she live forever.
Which she would not, if spies kept slipping in.”
“I would be more sympathetic,”
Min said, “if I didn’t know there was a spy for the
Shadow among us.”
The freckled so’jhin looked up
sharply.
I have you, Min thought, then
pointed at General Yulan. “Abaldar Yulan, I denounce you! I have
seen omens that prove to me you are not acting in the interests of the Empire!”
The real spy relaxed, and Min
caught a hint of a smile on her lips. That was good enough. As Yulan protested
loudly the accusation, Min dropped a knife into her hand and whipped it toward
the woman.
It flipped end over end—but
just before hitting the woman, it stopped and hung in the air.
Nearby damane and sul’dam gasped. The spy shot Min a hateful glare, then
opened a gateway,
throwing herself through. Weaves shot
after her, but she was gone before most of the people at the meeting realized
what was happening.”
A sul'dam controlling a damane |
Maybe there is no spy as of
right now but with all the defeats that Daenerys has
taken it makes one wonder. Euron has
been to Valyria and he may have discovered glass candles which would allow him to
see what her side was planning as they planned it. But in keeping with the 180-degree change, on
critical events, having the spy be the person who was suspected, but wasn’t,
makes sense. Mat suspected a great many
people but he singled out Banner-General Gerisch saying
of her “She did
have a nice backside”.
Daenerys |
Euron |
Valyrian ruins |
So, with that said during the
time that we are all suspecting that there could be a spy in Daenerys camp they
show us the following:
Tyrion, being the Mat character from
TWOT, I think you all would agree would say that he thinks Missandei has a
nice backside. Missandei was also a
slave or damane (TWOT speak). She has
obvious feelings for Grey Worm, who I believe, will most
likely die making his way back to Dragonstone and
she will blame Daenerys for this and will turn her cloak and become the spy.
Tyrion Could a spy be lurking? |
Dragonstone |
Note: The reverse could be said of Grey Worm if something were to happen to Missandei.
??? |
Comments encouraged. Love to hear the
ideas of others. Most believe that since I present my idea’s as “fact
like” I’m not open to change my viewpoints which is far from the truth. I
simply look at the information presented and go from there. If you can
shine a light on another way of thinking that opens the door to debate.
Barristan Selmy hints at Missandei being on the level of Varys when it comes to her shrewdness:
ReplyDelete“Their sellswords will want the gold, though. What are the hostages to them? If the Yunkishmen refuse, it will drive a blade between them and their hirelings.” Or so I hope. It had been Missandei who suggested the ploy to him. He would never have thought of such a thing himself. In King’s Landing, bribes had been Littlefinger’s domain, whilst Lord Varys had the task of fostering division amongst the crown’s enemies. His own duties had been more straightforward. Eleven years of age, yet Missandei is as clever as half the men at this table and wiser than all of them. “I have instructed the Green Grace to present the offer only when all of the Yunkish commanders have assembled to hear it.”