Jorah returned the kiss and was beginning to set his mind to this unspoken agreement between them. Then she asked him to be selfish for himself. He paused as he considered if this was actually selfish since she was asking this of him.

He looked deep into those violet eyes of hers and gave a slow nod. He leaned in to speak lowly into her ear. "What would draw the least suspicion would be very painful and slow for him." He said. He had a blade and a bit of poison. It would not be unheard of for the great Khal to have gotten a small cut or two in his raid. A mild poison would make the cut fester and kill him. Being a khal he would be too stubborn to heal a small scratch. Not a single Dothraki would be suspicious, but he would suffer. Jorah would not act in this way unless Danearys ordered it of him.