(Third Person POV)
Drakken was sitting down on a couch, holding a bag of Blue Dust along with a small planter pot with some soil in it. Standing in front of him, Elia and Tyene were looking at what he was doing, Tristeyn was behind them.
"This will not benefit just me." He said as he poured the dust on the soil, "It will benefit Dorne."
They watched as a seedling sprouted almost instantly, giving off a small glow as Drakken placed the pot down. He had another pot of soil next to him, dark in color and grabbed a handful of it.
"That..." Elia said
"Dorne might need to have proper soil for plants and whatnot." Drakken said, "I can help with that. In any town, city, and or any other place in the harsh area.....you can have some seeds planted and with the help of my Blue Dust, it will sprout massive trees that will provide nice shade and will search for water."
"What?" Tyene asked
"Underwater is quite common in deserts." Drakken said, "And judging how Dorne has nice and habitable locations, that could be the case. If you plant some trees that were modified by me, those trees will search for the waters and their roots will siphon an excess amount, not only for itself, but to place it above ground. I call the trees Soaked Trees, the name will make sense."
Elia walked towards him, "This Blue Dust....what is it?" She asked, "Is this some sort of sorcery?"
"No." Drakken said, "It is a mineral that was created by my sorcery, yes...but it can be used by anyone. It is a fertilizer and accelerant. It would be perfect for agriculture. Combine it with the seeds of the plants I've modified over the years, and we can have an abundance of said plants. They will benefit Dorne greatly....."
"How....how can we make it work?" Elia asked, a bit curious by this
"Send the Dust all over Dorne, to all of the Houses....have them plant Soaked Tree seeds which I will provide, and wait for Ammaria to shower the land with proper rain." Drakken started, "The Rain will last for a day, and when the seeds are properly watered....the sun will shine on them and the Blue Dust will do its job; you will have full-grown trees in a matter of days. And those will do their job, bringing forth water from the nearest underwater source. I will provide a systematic rain cycle, courtesy of Ammaria, who is stationed in the Stormlands. Every month, there will be a shower that lasts two days, providing the necessary water for any other seeds you plant, combined with the Dust..."
Elia looked at her, "That means...." She started, "Agriculture potential for our people.....and...."
"It will provide jobs, it will give them a better life." Drakken stood up, "The minerals and spice spread out by the Desert God will be unaffected by the rain and it will be produced in abundance. The land of Dorne will be rich with the resource that is responsible for making it thrive."
"And...." Elia said, "What is the catch?"
"The mineral and spice belong to House Drakkengard." Drakken walked past them, "You can keep that sample, I don't mind. But anything produced by the Desert God is mine, and anyone who steals it will be punished for it. I will have three specific detachments stationed over Dorne who will be in charge of enforcing that law. They will have jobs for those who want it, in charge of mining the minerals and shipping them to Harrenhal. But....worry not, as a part of a deal, House Martell will receive a portion of it."
Elia looked at Tyene and the two stared at each other for a couple of seconds.
"I-If we accept, what is it you require of us?" Elia asked seriously, "You mean it, don't you? My people will be safe, right?"
"Obviously, I want the Red Cultists and any worship of the Lord of Light to be annihilated." Drakken stood at the window of the room, "That won't change. My men are currently hunting them down, destroying the Temples as we speak. As for the Septons, I will spare them on the condition that they each sacrifice a hand to me. The Faith tried to overthrow me, so that should be punishment enough. I cannot allow them to pray properly. The Trinity will be spread all over the land, and I want people to be converted. I will have shrines built and I expect a quota to be met every month. I will have priests in charge of that, but Elia, I want at least a thousand per month."
Elia gulped, "Right..." She said softly, "I will try my best..."
"You expect us to convert as well?" Tyene asked suddenly
"A god stands before you, girl." Drakken said seriously, "What do you think? I am the only divine being you will ever lay your eyes on, Martells. Obviously, an example must be made. I want the two of you to kneel before me and accept me as your true gods. But that is not the only thing....."
"What is?" Elia asked
"Do you remember what you offered me?" Drakken looked back at her, "All those years ago?"
Elia frowned, "You refused...."
"For a good reason." Drakken turned to face them, "My wife told me that I should not father any more children who aren't Maegelle's at the time. And since then, I haven't done that. And now, the moment I put a child in Maegelle, I put a child in Saera. They both gave me beautiful daughters and I plan on putting more inside Maegelle, so that won't be a problem."
"Why do you require that?" Elia asked, "Converting people to your religion and-"
"It's not enough." Drakken told her, "I am Chaos. And my children, they are an extension of me. They are an extension of Chaos. They don't realize it yet, but they have Chaos inside them, dormant. When the time comes and it awakens, the Great War will spark. And that is when I will be closer to my goal."
"You have three wives." Elia told him, "Wouldn't that be enough? To give you more?"
Tristeyn's face hardened as he heard this, finally understanding what Drakken was alluding to.
"Perhaps." Drakken crossed his arms, "But they are women of their own, with free will. If Mya doesn't want to, then I won't force her. If Saera wants to wait, we shall wait. Maegelle wants more, I know it. And more I will give my beautiful wife, she deserves it."
"But...." Elia said
"The Desert God will be worshipped by the Dornish." Drakken said seriously, "It is the source of the thing that will change their lives. And I need a Dornish with Drakken's blood to control it when the time comes. If an outsider tries, they will be rejected by the people."
"There are those who hate you." Tyene spoke up, "The child would be the target of their hate, are you alright with that?"
"My sons....my daughters....." Drakken said, "They are already targets of hate....but when they grow up, I dare those who hate them to try anything."
"They will be destroyed."