Dove and Loras wandered through the Red Keeps lavish gardens in comfortable silence, Dove's mind was occupied with the thought of Oberyn's trial that was taking place in two days' time.

"I dreamt of Elia last night" Dove said quietly to Loras as they reached a magnificent water fountain. The stone fountain had been bleached by the sun however it was still an exquisite piece clearly built by a skilled craftsman. It reminded Dove of a similar one she had come across in Dorne causing memories of her time with Elia and Oberyn to come flooding back.

Loras looked at Dove concerned, it was very rare for her to mention Elia Martell, in fact he couldn't remember the last time since her death she had talked about her.

"I dreamt of the day we went sailing on the Dornish sea" She added

When Dove was a child she spent several summers in Dorne after Oberyn had invited her once they became firm friends, Mace had happily allowed her to stay with the Martell family as it meant he was rid of her for the entire summer vacation.

"It was so warm, my skin had bronzed and Elia had cut my hair so short it didn't touch my shoulders" Dove continued however Loras had the impression she was talking more to herself than him.

"I can remember your short hair, your curls were wild and you had blonde streaks from the sun" Loras imputed.

"Yes, father hated it of course. He said I looked like a wild untamed creature which I guess I am in a sense. It was the only time I think he understood me"

Dove came to a halt and sat down on one of the stone benches, she tossed her long curls behind her shoulders, tilted her face up to the sun and closed her eyes.

"I am thankful Harvey doesn't have a father sometimes because I would never want him to experience what Mace put me through" She confessed her eyes still closed

Loras wordlessly took her hand and held it tightly, there were no words that could express how much it hurt him to see Dove so consumed by the pain Mace had inflicted on her over the years.

"What did I ever do to make him hate me so much?" Dove asked her voice tight with emotion.

"I believe I may have an answer to that" Baelish interrupted clutching a newspaper.

"This is a private conversation" Loras snapped.

"Oh I think your sister will want to hear what I have to say" Baelish declared with a wolfish grin.

Dove narrowed her eyes suspiciously at him as he handed her the newspaper. Splashed across the front page was photos of Dove, her mother Alerie and Mace, however it was the headline that made Dove's blood turn to ice in her veins, it read 'DOVE BASTARD TYRELL'.

"Explain!" Dove yelled and threw the newspaper at her mother.

After reading the article in which Mace Tyrell confessed that Dove was not in fact his daughter at all but Alerie's lovechild, Dove had sought her mother out to confront her.

Alerie flinched as the newspaper hit her before she looked nervously at Olenna.

"Don't look at her, look at me!" Dove shouted.

"Dove please remain calm" Alerie implored.

Dove prowled like a caged lioness, her green eyes were blazing with rage and her hands shook at her sides.

"Calm! You expect me to be calm when I have been accused of being illegitimate" Dove snapped not masking the venom in her voice.

"Dove my darling" Olenna said softly and approached her.

"Are you even my grandmother?" Dove asked her voice catching with emotion at the thought of losing Olenna who had always been her rock.

Olenna embraced Dove who refused to give in to the lost feeling that was tearing a hole inside of her.

"Not matter what happens we are family, some bonds are stronger than blood" Olenna soothed and gently stroked Dove's hair.

"But my whole life is a lie" Dove said her voice no more than a shaky whisper.

"Nonsense Tyrell or not you are still you and that is what is important" Olenna said a little more firmly and released Dove.

"Who is my father?" Dove asked Alerie abruptly.

"Stafford Lannister" Alerie confessed feeling the weight a twenty three year old secret leave her.

"Does he know about me?" Dove continued.

"Well even if he didn't he will now" Olenna imputed.

"Not helping grandmother" Dove chastised.

"No he didn't know about you, no one knew except Mace and me" Alerie informed her.

"All these years you've let me believe that my father hated me, but he didn't hate me he just didn't know I was his" Dove stated before suddenly she began to laugh.

Alerie and Olenna shared a concerned look as Dove continued to laugh slightly hysterically at her statement.

"All those wasted, hate filled years" Dove uttered once she stopped laughing and shook her head "I can't, I can't deal with this" She added and stood up abruptly.

"Where are you going?" Olenna questioned as Dove made her way to the door.

"Away from here, away from the press and gossips, and most importantly away from her" Dove answered shooting Alerie a contemptuous look before she opened the door and left.

"There you are" Tywin said as Dove entered his chambers.

"Yes the scandalous lady of the day is here" Dove chuckled before suddenly she broke down in tears. Seeing Tywin a man she should despise but instead was developing feelings for was the final straw, all the hurt and confusion overwhelmed her and she finally allowed the tears she had been holding back all day to flow.

Tywin moved to her side and wordlessly pulled his sobbing fiancé into his arms, thinking what a strange sight it was to see a woman who was so strong look so broken.

"What can I do?" Tywin asked.

"Take me away from here" Dove choked.

Tywin kissed the top of her head and whispered

"Come"

He knew exactly where to take her.

Tywin drove smoothly through traffic with Dove fast asleep in the passenger seat. Olenna had promised to look after Harvey that night as although Dove wanted him with her, Tywin told her it was unfair to take him out of school and they would be back the next night in time for Oberyn's trial.

Tywin was furious at Baelish for publishing the story, Tywin had wanted to wait until he needed it as leverage over Dove. He had known since before Margaery's wedding that Dove was illegitimate after his meeting with Baelish, they had an understanding that Baelish published nothing Tywin wouldn't like and after exchanging a handsome sum of money Baelish had agreed to keep Dove's secret under wraps until Tywin instructed otherwise.

Tywin didn't know why Baelish had done otherwise but he intended to find out. He glanced at Dove and felt a flicker of frustration, although she was his greatest asset he also considered her his greatest adversary.

Dove stirred slightly before her eyes opened and those magnificent green eyes looked sleepily into his.

"Why are you staring at me?" She asked and frowned slightly.

"Because I can" Tywin retorted.

"Eyes on the road mister" Dove instructed as she yawned.

"Don't tell me what to do missus"

"I'm not your missus yet" She teased.

"Hmm" Tywin mused

"Where are we going?"

"We won't be there for another few hours so you can go back to sleep"

"Ok, thank you Tywin"

"For what?"

"For taking me away from the snake's pit"

Tywin smirked at how accurate her description of Kings Landing was, he turned to make a retort only to see that Dove had fallen fast asleep once more.

Dove awoke to the sound of the sea crashing against the rocks, the salty breath of the sea had crept into her room and gently caressed her face. She opened her eyes and scrunched them to protect them from the light flooding into the room. Her gaze landed on the silk crimson curtains that were softly dancing with the wind coming from what she assumed to be a balcony.

Curiosity getting the better of her Dove stood up and made her way to the open door of the balcony taking the bed sheets with her.

Dove gasped at the magnificent view before her and she didn't need to be told where she was.

Tywin had brought her to Casterly Rock.

After dressing herself in a short off shoulder lilac dress, dainty white flats and braiding periwinkles into her hair, which she had found growing in a flower box on the balcony, Dove felt confident enough to leave the sanctuary Tywin had placed her in.

As she wandered down the corridor she heard approaching footsteps and then he appeared, a man with greying blonde hair that curled slightly in defiance and eyes the exact same shade of green as Dove's. She froze as did he, both recognising each other.

"Wow you really do have my eyes" Stafford Lannister said quietly

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