The Red Viper and the Tempest.
An unlikely match from the beginning.
A moment of attraction, fleeting and memorable.
A hint of vulnerability, strong and lasting.
A spark of a flame, inevitable and ruining.
In the midst of storms and poisons, tw...
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Cassandra was a woman on a mission.
She had woken up bright and early even though she and Oberyn had talked well into the night. Whether it be the sun's rays peeking through their balcony so early or the fact that she was in the Red Keep, sleep proved to be elusive.
In Sunspear, she could slumber until noon, but it appears that the unfamiliar chambers they were placed in would not provide her the same solitude and rest.
On the other hand, Oberyn looked to be quite content. They had fallen asleep facing each other and in their slumber, they had moved even closer. It was as if even in sleep, they could not stand the thought of being away from each other.
Cassandra had cracked a smile at seeing Oberyn's peaceful face as he continued to sleep without a care in the world. Even when she had stroked her fingers through his short dark locks, his eyes remained shut and his mouth fell open to exhale light snores.
His arm was slung around her waist, holding her body to his chest. She gazed at him lovingly for a moment before her eyes drifted down to the scar on his shoulder, made evident as he often slept without a tunic.
Her fingers traced the path from his jaw to his shoulder, gently prodding at the scar. In a way, it was reassurance that it would no longer come to haunt them. After its damage, Cassandra often found herself terrified that it might fester and get worse.
It was lucky that they caught the poison so soon and applied a steady dose of antidote to ensure that it would heal properly. The maesters of Sunspear as well as Oberyn's own knowledge of poisons proved to be most helpful.
"Do not tell me you are watching me sleep." Oberyn murmured, his eyes still closed and his face remained flat on his pillow.
"What gave you that idea?" Cassandra teased, pressing a kiss to his nose as she slowly untangled herself from his arms.
Immediately, she got up from their bed and proceeded to wash her face. Hopefully, it served to clear her face of any signs of sleep and exhaustion.
Without her in bed, Oberyn rolled to his side and leaned on the headboard. He looked at her fondly as she moved behind the changing partition to put on a new dress. "Hmm. Careful, you might fall in love with me."
She emerged from the partition, fully dressed and combing her hair gently. Once her curls were tamed enough and she deemed her appearance acceptable, she leaned over to plant a kiss on his lips. "Too late for that."
He continued to watch her amusedly as she put on her shoes and the jewelry she always wore. "What are you doing up so early?"
She answered, glancing back at him to see him still sprawled on the bed, exhaustion weighing heavily on his lids. "I have heard that my brother, Renly is here. We did not have the chance to visit him yesterday and I was hoping to see him."
