The Red Viper and The Dragon Princess X Oberyn Martell L.S

Prologue Part Two

283AC Robert's Rebellion

After the sacking of Kings Landing

Her brother dead at Robert Baratheon's hand, her father murdered by Jamie Lannister, her good-sister Elia and nephew Aegon at the hands of Gregor Clegane, her niece by Amory Lotch. Prince Lewyn Martell and Ser Jonothor Darry killed helping her escape The Battle of the Trident after her brother fell. She was now a Targaryen in Westeros with no protection. As she fled the battle, she knew what she had to do. Save the surviving Targaryen's.

She was on her way to the Tower of Joy in Dorne to see Lyanna Stark, the bitch who started this whole thing. She knew Rhaegar had wanted the third dragon of the prophecy he was obsessed with, the dragon must have three heads. She had heard him mutter it over and over again. When he had spoken to Lyanna, after discovering her as the Knight of the Laughing Tree, she had offered the carry the third heir as long as it was no bastard. After that everything went to shit.

Daella knew she was pressed for time. She knew that Eddard Stark was not far behind her to collect Lyanna thinking she was kidnapped by her brother. Daella knew the truth, she also knew that she needed to collect Rhaegar's only surviving heir and get the babe to Dragonstone where her mother Rhaella was hidden alongside her brother Viserys. She had written to Rhaella telling her of what happened and not to crown Viserys as there might be another heir. Daella prayed to the gods with everything inside of her that, Lyanna Stark had birthed a son.

She was now approaching the Tower of Joy. She knew Ser Arthur, Ser Oswell and Ser Gerald were there guarding her. She also hated that they were guarding her and had not guarded her true good-sister Elia. But she knew they would not deny their King, for even if Aerys Targaryen sat on the Iron Throne, it was Rhaegar Targaryen they called King.

Arthur Dayne was standing at the window in the tower watching the surroundings when he heard a horse. Even from the hill, the shine of her black hair was able to identify her. He straightened up from his spot and turned to the others. They had been waiting for hours as Lyanna Stark had gone into labor late the night before. The maid with them was trying to help but things weren't looking good for either one's survival. Lyanna's screams were echoing the surrounding area as he met the eyes of the other Knights with him.

"Princess Daella is approaching and she is alone," he reported.

The two others with him jumped to their feet and took off down the stairs to get to the doorway. They arrived just as the Princess came to the doorway and dismounted her horse. Her black Armour with the ruby encrusted dragon was covered in dust, dried blood smeared across her cheek and the sword at her hip was still covered in blood. Her long hair was streaked with dried blood and her eyes were haunted with her brothers death.

"Princess" Arthur choked as he watched her walk towards him. This was not the same woman who had left for war a year ago. This woman walked with purpose and anger practically radiated off of her. She looked from one to the other and back again. Before looking to Ser Gerald, "Did the bitch birth yet?" she asked. No one blamed her for her anger at Lyanna Stark. Her decisions had started a war, with many lives lost. Ser Gerald went to answer but a final scream echoed and then the sounds of a screaming babe was heard.

"Ser Gerald, Ser Oswell, please keep watch. The Stark party was not far behind me and I want to be away from here before they arrive. Ser Arthur, come with me," she commanded as she headed inside the tower. The sounds of wailing were the only sounds heard. Arthur had no idea what to say to the Princess. He didn't know what she had planned. But the hatred in her eyes at Lyanna Stark was unmistakable. As a son of Dorne, Arthur hadn't agreed one bit with that his King had done. Elia was the Princess of Dorne and of the Seven Kingdoms, he should have had more respect for her and the children she bared for him. Now because of his actions, she and their children were dead.