Conqueror / Oberyn Martell / Davina Targaryen

17. Rightfully Mine

"It should be mine. It is rightfully mine." Davina touched the throne delicately. She wanted to sit upon it but wanted it to be hers when she did so. "Its even more beautiful then i remember."

"You are even more beautiful than this morning." Oberyn offered getting closer but a strange little man broke their happy moment.

'Prince oberyn.' varys remarked. "Lady Davina," davina smiled back at him.

"I married a prince. Are i not a princess?" She purred.

'Lord varys' oberyn said bored already as he turned away from his gorgeous bride. Reaching a hand up to help her down the steps. She begrudgingly moved away from the throne.

'Only varys I'm no Lord, you are under no obligation to call me so.' Varys told them modestly.

'Yet everyone does.' Oberyn reminded him varys just shrugged in response

'We spoke eariler and You seem very knowledgeable about the unsullied did you spend much time in essos?' Varys asked Oberyn.

'Five years.' He answered.

"Dreadfully boring must have been pre me." Davina agreed.

'May I ask why?' Varys added

"You already did. Why ask to ask as you ask?" Davina sassed. Oberyn calmed her with a hand along her waist. He knew that she was on edge she could taste victory so she saw an enemy in every stranger.

'It is a big and beautiful world most of us live and die in the same corner where we were born. What good is it if I never get to see any of it?"

'Most of us are not princes...'

" the world would be rather boring if we were all royalty. But standards have lowered since the Lannister claimed thrown." Davina assured.

'You are from Essos where?? Lez?' Oberyn questioned, Varys made a face. 'I have an ear for accents.'

" he really does."

'I have lost my accent.' varys told him

'I have an ear for that as well. How did you get here?' Oberyn questioned.

'It's a long story.' Varys told him stiffly.

" oh no honey touchy subject."

'And one you don't like telling people clearly.' Oberyn said with a smirk pulling davina closer.

'People I trust.'

'I am curious about something."

" I think I'm curious about the same thing ..." oberyn agreed "do like boys?' Varys shook his head. 'really? Girls?' Again varys shook his head, 'you wont be offended when I say would've never guessed.' Oberyn remarked.

'"I was never interested in girls either.' Varys shrugged.

'What then?'

'Nothing'

" Strange must give you  so much time to... think and sleep." Davina agreed. " can you imagine?"

" I honestly can't." Oberyn confirmed. " nothing at all..." he pondered that "'Everyone is interested in something..' Oberyn told him confidently.

'When I see what desire does to people what it does to this country, I am very glad to have no part in it. Besides the absence of desire leaves want to pursue other things.' Varys admitted.

'Such as?' Oberyn questioned. Varys glanced at the throne before heading out.

"Bitch better be joking." Davina practically lunged at him but oberyn held her back. " I am not defending my crown from a unic."

Davina thought trials were so tedious. It was just a bunch of people lying back-and-forth acting like they were all in the right.  She didnt like being here but she did like seeing her husband front and center. Well front and off centered. Tywin was front and center. They were preparing for tomorrow, showing how it would go where they would sit and how they should act and how they should not act.

"everyone will already be on edge." Davina remarked that night. "The trial will make things more tense." Oberyn nodded knowing she was right. "If we are going to do this we have to do this now." Varys showing interest in the crown really pissed her off. When things changed when she was queen she was going to remove -not a lord- varys.

"Any word from the starks?"

"I wish. But they are alive so that should count for something." Davina shrgged. "We need the tyrells on our side and the starks, they have the largest armies and can control the north and the reach for us, with the lannisters gone... dont look so grim Dany. We are getting the throne back." Davina declared.

"How?" Daenerys countered.

"Killing Lannisters is the first step." Davina answered.  "Elia honey, you ready for step number one?" Davina pondered moving to the wine bottles.

"Put me to work boss!" Elia agreed.

"Haezel. I need you on lookout." Davina added. "Daeron you go with her."

"On it!"

"Knock knock! Its me. Elia!"

"Come in." Cersei answered pulling away from jaimes embrace.

"Hi my mama said you might need some wine for the heart ache." Elia held out a bottle.

"Oh that was very kind and much needed." Cersei answered. "Tell her thank you". Cersei agreed she went back to talking to jaime as he poured her a drink. Elia pranced out. Cersei and Jaime didnt feel the effects until it was too late. The guard that found them was horrified, half naked, bleeding from their eyes and mouths.

It put Tommen and Myrcella's right to the throne into question instantly.

"Step two!"