𝐀 𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐃𝐘𝐍𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐘, ❲𝐫.𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧❳

𝙓𝙑𝙄 - 𝙎𝙥𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙎𝙪𝙣

279 A.C.
Sunspear, Dorne

Rhayria had grown rather large since their departure from Dragonstone.  Probably because they had spent a moon travelling the narrow sea.

Leia was sat the end of their bed, cradling Rhayria in her arms, whilst she waited for Rhaegar to change into suitable clothes.

They were set to arrive in Sunspear this very day, where they would be met with the Martells.  Elia was extremely excited when she found out, as well as Ashara.

As the ship docked, Elia ran off the ship and over to her family. Leia smiled at the sight of her friend. Over the 3 years, Elia had grown to be one of her closest friends. Saying that, all of her ladies in waiting had grown to be.

To be honest, she had drifted away from Myra. This didn't bother Myra, for she had found new kinship in her fellow handmaidens.

Leia walked over to join Elia, with Rhayria in her arms, and Rhaegar at her side.  She looked every bit the people's Princess.  Not only was she dressed the part, with her dress fit for the Dornish climate — pearly white fabric and a metal belt — but, she had the demeanour of a true princess. Confidence radiated off of her, as she walked with her head held high.

She politely smiled at Oberyn, and the woman stood beside him.  Leia's smile did not falter, despite the woman only scowling in response.

Leia looked down when she felt something tugging at her dress — there stood three little girls.  Leia passed Rhayria to Rhaegar, and knelt down to the girls.

"Hello, my name is Leia.  Don't tell me yours — I want to guess.  You are.." she pointed a finger at the youngest, "Tyene, and you are.." she raised her finger to the slightly older girl, "Nymeria." The two girls giggled. "Which means, that you must be Obara." Leia said looking at the eldest of the group.  She nodded stiffly, and Leia smiled at her.

Leia stood up. "You've raised beautiful children, Oberyn."

"Yes, my girls have the Dornish beauty and fire." Oberyn replied politely.

"Join me.  I've missed much." Said Leia whilst she picked up her skirts to walk.

♞

"So brother, this.. woman of yours.. you like her?"

"Yes! I feel different with her."

"But you said that about the last three as well."

"And look where that got me, i now have my beautiful little sand snakes."

Elia rolled her eyes. "That's not the point Oberyn.  You say you love them, but what you love is the idea of them.  You loved their body, you did not love who they were.  So, before you tell me you love her again, think all of that through."

He took a long pause. "I love her."

"Does she feel the same way?"

"I think so.  I mean she does say she loves me when I make lov-"

"Ok! That's enough.  Little child here." Leia said pointing Rhayria.  She was bouncing her daughter on her lap.  Every time Rhayria would giggle, Leia would bop the end of her nose.

Rhaegar had dropped Rhayria off with her after a while, for he had wanted to practice his swordplay with Arthur.

"Moving on swiftly from such filthy subjects.. how did the citadel and exile treat you? I heard that you were exiled for murdering a Lord with poison."

"Ah, not one of my greatest achievements.. but yes, I was exiled for that reason.  And the citadel.. well, my brain is full of knowledge." Oberyn laughed.