✨Chapter 2✨

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I woke up the next morning and felt an arm draped across my waist.

Great. He's back.

I thought sarcastically.

Another day of abuse.

I turned and nearly fell out of my bed when I saw a man who was NOT my boyfriend. I sat up, staring down at him.

He had short, curly brown hair and a well kept beard. He seemed to be wearing some weird yellow shirt.

I pulled the blanket back.

Weird yellow DRESS.

I had no idea what to do.

So, I shook him awake.

"Uh, wake up."

He slowly opened his eyes, confusion plaguing his face as they focused on me.

"Who are you?"

"I might ask you the same thing." He responded with a thick accent.

"You're the one who's in MY bed."

He sat up and looked around. "Where the hell am I?"

"How did you even get in here?"

He looked at me. "Did you kidnap me?"

I frowned at him. "Why on earth would I kidnap you? I don't even know you. I swear to God if this is a prank-"

I buried my face in my hands.

"Where am I?"

"You're in my house."

"Where? Which kingdom?"

"Um, America?"

"What the hell is a "merica"?"

"It's a country. Who the hell are you?"

"I am Prince Oberyn Martell." He said with pride.

"Uh huh... sure you are. Okay, I'm going to need you to leave right now. My boyfriend will be back soon and-" I stopped, glancing at him, then glancing out the window.

"Did... did the star send you?"

"If you're asking if I was send by the angels you would be cor-"

"Shut up."

He frowned at me. "Who do you think you're t-"

"I said shut up! I wished on a star for a new boyfriend and then I wake up and you're in my bed. Were you sent by the star?"

"Perhaps." He said, stroking his chin.

"So, you're here to fulfill my wish?"

A smirk spread across his face. "I know your wish and I can fulfill it quite easily, my dear."

He said, pushing me onto my back and leaning down as if to kiss me.

"Ew, I don't even know you!"

He frowned. "Why did you ask the star for me?"

"I didn't ask for YOU specifically. I asked for a new boyfriend."

"What?"

"Yeah. My current one is kinda... not good."

He took his hands off of me and I was able to sit up again. "Tell me how he isn't good."

"Well, he yells at me a lot and hits me sometimes."

Oberyn looked shocked. "No man should lay his hands on a lady like that."

He gently stroked my cheek, then hopped off my bed, heading for the door.

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