Tell Me Why // Oberyn Martell

3. Paramour

"Lady Tyanna." Oberyn gave her a bow his eyes tracing over her every sexy curve and she returned with a bored curtsy as she looked him over. He was handsome. At least if they didnt kill each other within the first day she got to look at that face until the day he died. 

"Prince Oberyn." She answered. Doran waited a moment as an awkward tension filled the air. 

"Welcome, please you must be hungry and tired after your journey." Doran offered. Tyanna looked to his cane as he took a step towards her. He leaned heavily on it. 

"Starving." Tyrion answered for her. 

"Thank you yes." Tyanna agreed. "Oh this is Tyrion and Jaime, my brothers." 

"Yes, be welcome." Doran agreed. "Come-" but he was cut off as a woman ran towards them. 

"Excuse me... My prince, Ellaria has just begun her labors." 

"Ah, if you will excuse me." Oberyn agreed. 

"Who's Ellaria?" Tyanna whispered to Jaime as if he would know. 

"My paramour." Oberyn declared loudly and Doran grit his teeth. "She is having my baby, if you will excuse me." 

"Go on ahead." Tyanna agreed before snapping her head towards Jaime. "Jaime. Take me the hell home." Tyanna demanded. 

"Nonsense sister, free wine." Tyrion offered giving her hand a squeeze. Tyanna gave him the most pathetic of looks. "I know Tya." Tyrion whispered pressing a kiss to her hand. 

"My paramour." Tyanna repeated in mocked tone. "What the literal hell. Who talks like that? Psychopaths thats who." 

"I'm sorry about that." Doran offered. "You see I didnt tell Oberyn about the union until recently as I think you father did the same with you." 

"Yeah, but I didnt come with a baby in my belly or a lover back at Casterly rock that you have to worry about... or do you? Am I? I suppose you will never know." Tyanna snarled and Doran swallowed the lump in his throat. 

"Welcome to the family." Tyrion offered. 

"Fuck this place." Tyanna hissed marching off. 

"I got her," Jaime assured. 

"No, no, she is my twin. I got her." Tyrion corrected. "Tya," Tyrion called out. "You have to slow down I'm not as fast as you." he reminded her. 

"Maybe I dont want to be caught." Tyanna corrected as she held her hat to her head to block the southern most sun. "I'm blinded by sunshine." Tyanna grumbled. 

"I know this is not ideal." Tyrion agreed. 

"Ideal? Ideal would be him being charming and handsome and not helping another woman through her pregnancy. Ideal would be... home." Tyanna whimpered falling to her knees in the sand, her hands covered her face blocking the tears and Tyrion stood before her, taking her face in his hands. 

"Tyanna, love, if you want to go home. We go home." Tyrion assured. 

"I want to go home." Tyanna agreed immediately. 

"But doesnt it show he is a good man, tending to the woman that is mothering his bastards?" Tyrion offered. 

"Can't he be like Robert and ignore that he has a million bastards roaming the capital?" Tyanna corrected. 

"Correct. That would be... you want him to be like Robert?" Tyrion offered and Tyanna groaned out. 

"No. Never." Tyanna demanded. "Robert is... Gods Cersei..." Tyanna sighed. "She found other ways to... to... you know but I can't do that here if-"

"You want to love me? Do you sister? Be scandalous-"

"Stop it gross." Tyanna groaned out. 

"I take offense to that. All the whores say I'm wonderful." 

"One you are my brother. Two... Whores are paid to tell you lies." Tyanna reminded him. 

"One, it was a hypothetical, two, rude." Tyrion countered giving her a pointed look. 

"I love you Tyrion but I'm not like our eldest siblings." Tyanna reminded him. "Not that it would matter if I was- if we were you are heading back to the capital or the rock after this and I'm... I'm fucking stuck here." Tyanna grumbled. 

"Oberyn-"

"A baby girl, Doran look you have another niece." Oberyn remarked holding her up. 

"Thats very nice but your betrothed is not happy with you." Doran countered. 

"She will get over it." Oberyn offered. 

"She will not." Ellaria corrected. "She is a proud woman, she is a lannister, she will sooner kill you than get over the fact you are loving another woman and not her." 

"Then I sleep with one eye open." Oberyn offered with a smirk. 

"I love how dedicated you are to your daughters," Doran assured "But Oberyn, brother please, Lady Tyanna-"

"Lets have her meet her step daughter," Oberyn suggested. 

"Is that was we are calling your bride to be and my daughter? Step daughter?" Ellaria chuckled. Oberyn shrugged. 

"What did you name the babe?" Doran pondered. 

"We had not discussed." Oberyn remarked as he picked up the babe. 

"You think Tyanna will like the name Talya?" Ellaria offered. 

"She doesnt get a say, this isnt her-" Oberyn countered. 

"I like Talya." Ellaria decided. "Show her to Tyanna."