Rags to Riches - Oberyn Martell AU

Chapter 1

"Prince Oberyn, you HAVE to marry the princess. It's the only way to insure we have an ally if a war breaks out. It's your responsibility to link the kingdoms."

Oberyn and one of his trusted advisors, Derryn, were riding down the streets of Dorne on horseback. Oberyn simply thought his friend wanted some fresh air, he would've said no to the offer if he had known he would be given a lecture.

"I refuse to marry that stuck up bitch. She's incredibly boring. She stubborn and not in a fun way." Oberyn thought he could charm the princess like he did with every other maiden he encountered, but he simply couldn't. "I wouldn't fuck her if she was the last human being on earth."

"It's not about fucking, my lord. We're speaking about marriage for a noble purpose."

Oberyn laughed. "Oh, fool. There is no happy marriage without fucking."

Derryn rolled his eyes, trying to collect his sanity.

"I would rather marry a peasant girl." Oberyn paused. "In fact, I will marry the next peasant girl I lay eyes on."

"Oberyn..." Derryn rubbed his face in stress.

Oberyn took his eyes off the road in front of him, chuckling at his friend.

"Watch out!"

Oberyn stopped his horse immediately, just as he knocked a girl off her feet and into the mud. He hopped off of his horse, rushing to her side. "Are you alright? I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to hit you."

She looked up at his through her dirty auburn hair. As her brown eyes met his, her face turned bright red. "P-Prince Oberyn. I'm so sorry, it was my fault, I didn't mean to-"

"Shh, shh, shh, you're alright." He said softly. He looked up at Derryn, a smirk on his face. "Look here. My new bride."

The girl looked at him in awe. "M-me? My lord, your sense of humour is impeccable."

He shook his head, helping the girl to her feet. "I am quite serious, Miss..."

"Jayne."

"Miss Jayne. You're coming back to the palace with me."

"My lord, you can't be serious." Derryn said with a laugh, looking down at the filthy girl as if she were a rat. "Let us get back to the palace before you dirty your robe."

"She's coming with us." Oberyn helped the girl into his horse. The nearby townspeople stared in awe. Jayne blushed in embarrassment as Prince Oberyn pulled himself onto the horse as well."Wrap your arms around my waist, fair lady. I wouldn't want my bride to fall."

"Prince Oberyn, my family-"

"You will see them again, after we are betrothed."

She hesitantly wrapped her arms around the prince's waist and couldn't help but press her cheek against his back.

Prince Oberyn, the charming, the handsome, the brave Prince Oberyn.