Chapter 12 (295 AC)

Tyene POV

The three eldest Sand Snakes and their father's wife stood next to each other, facing Prince Doran. He furrowed his eyebrows at them, shaking his head. Everyone was there to see the spectacle. Her father, his paramour, all of her sisters, and her cousins were all present. The third eldest Sand Snake looked to see her bitch cousin glaring at her. Tyene still could not believe that she defended the Stark girl a while ago. When the soldiers came to escort her to Prince Doran for threatening his daughter, the three Sand Snakes spoke up, saying that they were involved too.

"I don't know what to do with any of you." Prince Doran said.

"Brother, it is my fault. If anyone should receive punishment, it should be me. I was the one who told Obara, Nym, and Tyene to do those things to Arianne."

Tyene snapped her eyes at Kyra Stark, not believing what she was saying. Nym and Obara kept their heads down, refusing to say anything. When Tyene looked at her uncle, he was deep in thought as if he was considering it, so Tyene intervened, gaining his attention, "Uncle. We went along with it, therefore, we should receive the same punishment."

Arianne did not take her eyes away from Kyra Stark even when Oberyn spoke up as he drew nearer to his brother, "I believe the girls were only pranking your daughter, Doran. After all, hadn't she ever done such a thing to my girls?"

Doran nodded and looked away before he said, "then see to it that they never do it again, Oberyn."

When the Sand Snakes and Kyra Stark smirked, Arianne looked at her father and scoffed, "that's it? You're just going to let them go?"

"Arianne," Doran's tone grew sharper. "you have had your fair share of tricks. Now let it go."

Tyene's cousin huffed in frustration before she stormed out of the room. The Sand Snakes and Kyra Stark bowed one last time to Prince Doran and walked out with Oberyn trailing behind them, while his paramour led her daughters elsewhere.

"Be wary of your actions next time." their father said low enough for their ears only.

"Yes, father." the Sand Snakes said.

Kyra looked away, refusing to meet his gaze, so he took her chin so that their eyes would meet. Tyene noticed the look in the Stark girl's eyes. They were drawn to him, almost attracted to The Red Viper.

"And you?" Oberyn's tone was soft as if they were lovers.

"Next time we will be more careful to not get caught."

The Red Viper smirked at her answer before he cupped her face with one hand and leaned in to kiss her. It only lasted for a moment or two before he pulled away. Tyene was incredibly shocked that Kyra Stark allowed Oberyn to kiss her. Even Obara and Nym were surprised as their eyes went wide. Oberyn looked at his three daughters and nodded before he walked away.

"You seem much closer to father." Obara said with a smirk.

Kyra stared at the Sand Snakes with a knowing grin before she said, "I am his wife after all. Why shouldn't I be?"

When Tyene noticed the glint in Kyra's eyes, she realized that she was telling the truth. Kyra Stark truly loved Oberyn, and perhaps it was not a bad thing. After what Kyra had done to Arianne, and seeing Arianne squirm in her seat, sent a ripple of joy to Tyene. She could not wait to see what else the Stark girl had in mine to torture the princess of Dorne.

"It looks like you're no longer a wolf." Nym said with a hint of amusement

"Well the bitch deserved it, so she better be prepared for what I am capable of."

Kyra POV

Everyday Kyra could not help herself as her face flushed at the sight of her husband. She would often clear her throat if he did not wear a shirt whenever she saw him sparring with the soldiers, with his daughters, or with her. Sometimes Oberyn spent his days with her, and they would talk about how much Kyra was improving. Kyra also spent her days with the Sand Snakes, Quentyn, and Ellaria. She became great friends with all of them, but there was something with Oberyn that sparked something in Kyra. She will never forget when his sweat beaded down his chiseled chest and ripped arms when she sparred with him.

At the present moment, Kyra was in her room with Oberyn, eating a meal that the servants brought. Kyra looked at Oberyn and smiled to herself when he plucked a grape from the bowl to eat. She enjoyed the sip of her wine as it loomed down her throat.

"What is it?" Kyra looked up at Oberyn as he continued, "does something amuse you?"

She set her goblet down as she stared at him with admiration. "You."

When he stared at her, Kyra stood from her seat and sauntered over to him. He let her sit in his lap and wrap her arms around his neck. Oberyn watched her when she slid her hand down his shirt. Kyra leaned in and kissed him. His lips were subtle to the touch, and Kyra felt his hands wander to her legs until they reached her arms. When he pulled away, she frowned.

"We cannot."

"Why?"

"You know why."

Kyra narrowed her eyes at him as she said, "Oberyn, when I first came here, I thought you were exceedingly arrogant, but the more I got to know you, the more I realized how much our marriage is not a mistake. I am glad to marry you, and I do want to be a good wife."

"You are a good wife."

"Then why not fulfill your duty to me?"

When Kyra stared into his eyes, he smirked and kissed her. Satisfied with his action, Kyra kissed him back and opened her mouth for his tongue to explore her mouth. She panted and moaned into his mouth. He teared the fabric off her body, leaving Kyra shaking with nerves, but she shook them off as she unbuttoned his vest and then took off his shirt. Her husband casted them aside on the floor before he lifted his wife and carried her to bed as her legs locked around his torso. Their kissing never stopped, and Kyra's face flushed even more when Oberyn palmed her breast and kissed her neck. She shuddering when she felt his teeth bite and traced over the mark he made.

When Oberyn met her eyes, he paused to ask, "are you sure you wish to do this?"

His wife nodded, so he kissed her lips one last time before his mouth traveled lower until they hit the sweet spot between her legs. She grabbed his head, feeling his locks between her fingers and hitched a breath in her throat. Kyra gasped when she felt his tongue inside her. The burning sensation sent shivers down her spine, and she felt something boiling inside her as he continued. Her panting increased and she arched slightly when a jolt of pleasure overtook her. He took his time, working at a briskly pace as she gave him pleading whimpers. Something built inside her, so she panted again until the intensity overtook her again. Her body shook with pleasure as her eyes shut tight and her hands gripped tighter. She felt her body being propelled suddenly without warning as her head lolled back helplessly as it all came to an end so sudden and powerful that she managed to tear out some of his hair in her temporary insanity.

She had no idea how long it went as she struggled to regain her senses, but when she opened her eyes, she saw him smirking at her, while her mind scrambled. When his body loomed over her, she watched his hands going to the knot that held his pants up. He untied them slowly, watching her with hungry eyes like a wolf ready to devour its meal. Oberyn let his pants come off and tossed them on the floor, revealing his manhood

"Are you sure you want to do this?"

Kyra answered him by wrapping her arms around his neck and kissed his lips softly. "We wouldn't have come this far if I didn't want to."

He nodded and said, "it will hurt."

"I know."

Kyra braced himself as he slowly slid himself inside her entrance. She gasped and tears blinded her vision as he continued sinking himself inside her. Her nails dug into his skin, tracing red lines down his back until he was deep inside. Her tears streamed down her face when he moved slowly. She grunted in pain when he moved a brisk pace, so he distracted her by locking their lips together, taking every last trace of pain with it.

He slammed into her again and again until his thrusts became deeper. Kyra felt a spark of pleasure rising within her, and they built up more when she met his hips as they collided. She finally let out of a moan, so he groaned into her mouth. He buried his face in the crook of her neck, so she held him close. He moved faster inside her when she clenched around him until they both found their satisfactions as he spilled everything inside her with a grunt. Her mind was in the midsts of pain and pleasure all at once, and she couldn't help but think how remarkable it felt.

She captured his lips one more time before she said, "again."

Oberyn widened his eyes and smiled tenderly at her before he kissed her again and moved inside her to fulfill their hunger for each other.

Quentyn POV

The Prince of Dorne was reading a book of poems in the library. He was tutoring his younger brother, Trystan, on the meaning behind a poem a while ago before he had to go to train, because their father wanted all of his children to know how to fight. Quentyn did know hot to fight a sword well, but he never surpassed his cousins or his uncle.

He shut the book and walked out of the library, going down the hall. When he looked ahead, he noticed a door, but it wasn't just any door. It led to Kyra Stark's room. He wandered over there and extended his hand out to grab the knob until he heard pleasurable moans coming through the door. He stilled his breath and backed away. When an audible gasp was heard, Quentyn felt his spine shuddering, because he knew it belonged to Kyra. He retracted his footsteps and waited by the corner as his head poked out. The door soon opened, and there was the love of his life with Oberyn Martell. They smiled at each other and welcomed each other's embrace as they kissed like a devoted couple.

Quentyn's heart crumpled when he saw their interaction, so he hid himself from them, refusing to see anymore. An image of Kyra Stark shattered in his mind. The prince of Dorne could not deny that he hoped that his uncle's marriage would not work well to the point where they would have an annulment. Now that she had been bedded, it won't be long until she carried Oberyn's children. Perhaps she was carrying them now as he thought about it.

His mind was set as he left the area and proceeded down the hall until he reached the other side of the castle. He bursted the doors ahead of him open to find his sister, immediately standing from her seat. She stared at him, probably wondering what he had to say, but it soon vanished as he said, "I accept your proposal, Arianne. Tell me what I need to do."

A graceful smirk crossed her face in a matter of seconds, so she grabbed his waistband that wrapped his pants around his waist as she said, "good. Let's begin by making you a man."

Hi everyone! Thank you all so much for reading Kyra's first year in Dorne. The rest of the story will continue with the same fanfic, but I will be focusing on my trilogy story and another fanfic, so it may take a while before I submit another chapter. If you enjoy Harry Potter, feel free to read my fanfic, "Elethia Black". It takes place in The Marauder's Era and continues on to the Harry Potter saga. It is also a Sirius x OC. Let me know what you guys think of Kyra's first year in Dorne and what you are probably expecting or hoping through the rest of the series before and during the series actually starts. Thank you all again, and "The Temptress" will never be forgotten.