Just wanted to say thank you for the reviews you guys are great and also whoever called Dove and Tywin 'Dovwyn' I love that that's awesome!
Yeah so I was pretty upset by Oberyn's death in the episode it was very graphic! At least Dove and Oberyn got to kiss before I killed him (sorry about that) now as Tywin threatened 'I'll deal with you later' here is where he deals with Dove, enjoy!
Dove rose unsteadily to her feet.
Tywin harshly grabbed her arm infuriated at how shaken she looked. He pulled her roughly to his side and Dove composed herself glaring fiercely at him as they began to walk away.
"Clean this mess up" Lord Tywin instructed a servant as they left the scene.
Loras leapt to his feet leaving a pale Margaery with Mace, he was sickened by Oberyn's death but he knew Tywin was longing to scold Dove for Oberyn kissing her, there was going to be an almighty row if Loras didn't intervene.
"Pull yourself together" Tywin instructed Dove sharply who although was glaring at him was deathly pale
"Wait until we are in private to lecture me" Dove hissed
"Oh I am" Tywin replied slowly his voice dripping with menacing promise
Dove's stomach twisted in fear.
Loras was unsuccessfully trying to reach Dove as the crowd had thickened and he just glimpsed Dove's red dress before she disappeared from view.
"Fuck" Loras uttered
"Oh dear" Varys stated and Loras turned to face him "I would pay good money to be a fly on their wall, their argument is going to be more spectacular than that show we have just watched" Varys finished before walking away and blending into the crowd.
"Tywin I can walk you don't have to drag me" Dove snarled and wrenched her arm out of Tywin's grasp
Tywin turned on her, they were at the bottom of the steps leading up to the Tower of the Hand.
"Get up those steps girl" Tywin growled
"Don't call me girl" Dove snapped and began to walk up the stairs
"I assure you I could call you a lot worse at this moment" Tywin said lowly bristling with rage
The tension thickened between them with each step, Tywin's jaw was set and his eyes blazed with an inner storm lying in wait solely for Dove.
Dove wouldn't even acknowledge Tywin's presence but her insides were quivering with nerves and her eyes burned with unshed tears but she refused to give Tywin the satisfaction of seeing her cry.
When they finally reached Tywin's chambers they burst through the door and Tywin rounded on Dove.
Tywin raised his hand and Dove flinched thinking he was going to strike her but Tywin simply rubbed his eyes in vexation.
Tywin lowered his hand and his green eyes fixed furiously into Dove's.
"How dare you embarrass me so!" He yelled
"Tywin you saw he kissed me" Dove replied coolly
"But why were you there in the first place, you gave him the opportunity after all he's tried to kiss you before and I thought you were smart, girl!"
"I was giving him my favour" Dove replied rationally
Tywin shook his head and stepped closer to Dove who was frozen to the spot as prey does when a predator is merely waiting for it to move.
"Why? You're a married woman! Did you love him-"
"No Tywin of course not I love-" Dove interjected nearly revealing that it was Tywin who was tearing her heart to shreds more than Oberyn's demise.
"Then why give him your favour?" Tywin interrupted hardly even noticing her refrain
Dove felt her calmness snap wondering how Tywin dared to stand there menacingly threatening her.
"Because I could Tywin! You don't control everything I do" She yelled
"You're my wife you do as I say!" Tywin paused gazing into Dove's unyielding gaze "I will not tolerate your flirtatious behaviour any longer, you will burn those revealing dresses-"
"I will not" Dove interrupted her green eyes indignant
"Yes you will you are my wife and you do as I command or I will burn them myself" Tywin snapped
"Then I will just get more you can't stop me from being who I am no matter how much it displeases you" Dove said sharply
"I can stop you from being a little harlot" Tywin replied leering at her
Dove grinned.
"Yes I'm a harlot; you didn't seem to have a problem with that when you fucked me on this table!" She yelled
Tywin paused, his eyes glacial and distant as he slowly looked Dove up and down, it was purposely demeaning on his behalf admiring her as if she was some broodmare.
"I should never have married you" He said his voice clipped and cold
Dove inhaled sharply feeling as if a knife had been twisted in her stomach.
"Then why did you?" She whispered bitterly
"I thought I saw something in you but that faded away the moment you kissed Oberyn in front of everyone" Tywin hissed
"Tywin he kissed me!" Dove shouted trying to get that fact across but it clearly wasn't registering.
"You shouldn't have gone to him in the first place, you're mine!" Tywin roared
"You don't own me Tywin" Dove laughed harshly
"Yes I do I'm your husband!" Tywin snarled
"Tywin I'm not your property, you don't own me!" Dove screamed
Dove took a step back away from Tywin as she realised she had pushed him too far.
Tywin glared menacingly into Dove's defiant green eyes as a cold fury settled over him, she had crossed too many lines today and needed to learn her place.
"You are wrong, wife" Tywin snarled and stalked toward her "Shall I remind you of what I own?" He asked a cruel amusement littering his voice.
Dove looked fearfully at Tywin and for the first time she was truly frightened of what he might do to her.
"Don't you dare" Dove hissed reversing until she bumped into the table.
Tywin pounced, pinning her to the table. Dove tried to resist but Tywin restrained her easily.
"Let go of me!" Dove screamed her nails slashing in Tywin's direction
Tywin imprisoned her hands in one of his the other moved down to grab a handful of her dress; he smirked as Dove's legs lashed out at him.
There was a loud ripping noise as Tywin tore the flimsy red dress, dropping the length of fabric not masking his disgust remembering how much of a harlot it had made Dove look.
"This dress is mine" He snarled
Tywin grabbed the rose necklace he had given her and pulled on it until the clasp snapped and it was torn from her neck.
"This necklace is mine" He smirked
Tywin tossed it aside and it clattered on the floor.
"Tywin stop!" Dove cried watching the necklace fall, she thrashed desperately under his hold but he easily had control.
Tywin laughed cruelly and slowly his hand travelled up Dove's exposed thigh and cupped her sex.
"And this is mine" Tywin breathed "I bought this body when you said your vows" He finished smirking
Dove began to cry bitterly not believing that Tywin was demeaning her in such a way, she felt completely at his mercy.
"You belong to me, you are my property and I won't have my property making an open mockery of me, do you understand?" Tywin hissed
Dove wouldn't look at him, tears poured unwillingly down her cheeks and she had stopped trying to fight Tywin.
"Look at me" He growled. She ignored him; Tywin grabbed her chin with his free hand and made her look at him.
Hurt but fierce green eyes fixed into his.
"Do you understand?" Tywin snarled
"Yes" She spat and Tywin released her.
They glared at each other for a moment as Dove went to wipe the tears from her cheeks trying to reclaim some dignity.
"Get out" Tywin hissed
Dove hastily went to walk away feeling humiliated, she was trying to cover her exposed body the best she could as tears fell bitterly down her cheeks.
Tywin didn't watch her leave he just listened indifferently to her trying to stifle her sobs.
Dove practically sprinted down the stairs but she had to slow due to her vision blurring because of her tears.
She gasped for breath looking up and blinking rapidly trying to contain her tears but it was useless.
Somehow she managed to reach her chambers unseen; a handmaiden looked at her alarmed, it was one off the Queen's new spies.
"My lady?"
"Get out!" Dove screamed and the handmaiden responded instantly, nearly running from the room petrified of Dove.
Dove let the sobs consume her when she was alone; she sank very unladylike to the floor and buried her face in her lap.
Suddenly material surrounded her, she looked up to witness Lysille wrapping Dove's green cloak around her.
"Come my lady, there are times when even the strongest of us need a hand to help them up after a fall"
"Hey boy" Dove cooed and her white stallion whinnied in response.
Thunder abandoned his hay and made his way to the front of the stall and proceeded to frisk Dove for sugar cubes.
Dove laughed and produced a sugar cube, she stroked Thunder's nose as he munched happily.
"I bet your day has been better than mine" Dove sighed and Thunder nudged her affectionately sensing her sadness.
"Milady I was just about to groom him" The stable hand interrupted juggling the horse brushes
"I'll do it" Dove said holding out her hand for the brushes
The stable hand blinked unsure at her, never had he heard a highborn lady say that.
"But Lord Tywin-" He started
Dove glared venomously at the stable hand and he flinched.
"I don't care what Lord Tywin told you I will brush my horse" Dove snapped before sighing, she ran her hand through her hair exasperated "Forgive me I've had a horrible day, please just give me the brushes"
The stable hand looked sympathetically at her and handed her the brushes.
"Thank you" Dove said giving him a weak smile.
Thunder returned to his hay as Dove began to brush him; she brushed his solid neck feeling some calm wash over her as Oberyn's dying screams and Tywin's roars were still echoing in her ears
Dove laughed softly as she plucked some straw from his white mane.
"Have you been purposely rolling in the straw?" Dove smiled and Thunder turned and rested his nose on her shoulder blowing gently on her.
Dove sighed, feeling more at ease than she had all day. Dove closed her eyes and rested her head against Thunder's and they remained in that embrace until Tywin disturbed them.
"Dove" Tywin said curtly
Dove raised her head alarmed and stood protectively in front of Thunder, holding out her arms defensively around him.
"Please tell me you won't strip him from me like my other belongings?" She said fiercely as Thunder nuzzled her hair.
"No I won't" Tywin replied abruptly
"Then why are you here?" Dove asked bitterly and began to brush Thunder again.
Tywin watched her carefully before clearing his throat and addressing the reason he had found her.
"I wanted to discuss plans to move you to-"
"I want to go home" Dove interrupted "I want to go home to Highgarden, to my grandmother" Dove turned and faced Tywin's distant gaze "You agreed to that when you realised I'd served my purpose" She finished bitterly
Tywin frowned slightly at Dove's attitude but at least she wasn't screaming like a child at him.
"As you wish, you can reflect on your behaviour before you make your way to Casterly Rock. After I had my father's harlot tossed out I have never allowed a harlot through the gates, you're not excused from that. Return to Highgarden and in exchange I expect you to behave as you're expected from now on"
Dove shook her head and laughed softly before turning and fixing Tywin with a mischievous grin.
"As my husband commands" She smirked
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