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Oberyn

"Where is my sister Rhaegar?!" Oberyn snarled as he stormed into the prince's chambers.

As Rhaegar looked up from a tattered map he was analyzing in surprise Oberyn stalked towards the prince slowly.

"I come back from a great feast and an even better fuck to find one of your fathers slimey kingsguard in my chambers. Ser Oswell is it?"

Not giving Rhaegar a chance to answer Oberyn went on, his voice hissing as he got even more angry. "According to him my sister was kidnapped in the night by that fool Robert Baratheon. Explain yourself!"

As the dragon prince looked back at him with his sad purple eyes Oberyn got even more angry! He knew this sad fool was no good for his sweet sister from the beginning. But no one would listen!

Mother was ecstatic that Elia had gotten such a good match and Doran was convinced that Elia would be in safe hands with uncle Lewyn and Ser Arthur in the kingsguard. Oberyn was the only one who had objected to the match and because he had already spoken up against every man that wanted Elia's hand no one took his objections seriously.

"Please sit Oberyn? This is a conversation that is best had when we are both comfortable." Rhaegar gestured to a plush seat across the table from him.

"No thank you my prince." Oberyn spat "I would sooner stand. The stench of your unfaithfulness is unbearable even from this distance."

Rhaegar sighed heavily "Oberyn I want to find your sister as much as you do-"

Before Rhaegar could blink Oberyn was in his face "Spare me your lies! This must be awfully convenient for you. Elia gone now that you have that little wolf bitch at your side! I warned Elia about you. I warned her!"

Rhaegar just looked calmly back at him. "Are you finished with your tantrums Prince Oberyn? After all we are both men grown. If we want to get your sister back we are going to have to work together! Robert Baratheon may be young but he is dangerous."

As Oberyn looked down his nose at Rhaegar's wide purple eyes, he snorted in derision "You don't have to tell me that Rhaegar. I know a dangerous fool when I see one." He looked pointedly at Rhaegar with that last statement.

Unexpectedly Rhaegar fumbled with his map "I have been studying this all night. I have been trying to guess where Robert would have taken her. To the North, the Stormlands, Dorne?! Everywhere I look I just get more questions than answers."

While Rhaegar pushed his map away tiredly Oberyn asked the question he came here to ask.

"When will we begin our search?"

Rhaegar looked up in horror "Our search?!"

For the first time since he heard of his sister's disappearance Oberyn smiled his famous snake like grin "Yes my silver prince. Did you not hear the news? Me, Ser Arthur and my uncle Ser Lewyn will be joining you along with the Stark brothers Brandon and Eddard. I sincerely hope you are used to testosterone."

As Oberyn strutted away he could feel Rhaegar's horrified gaze burning into his back.

There was not a star in the sky that night when Oberyn made it back to his chambers. He had spent the day making plans about the search with his uncle and Arthur.

He had conveniently left the wolf brothers out of their planning as he hated that they were coming. They weren't there for Elia, only for their precious Robert. Seven forbid that Eddard lose his partner in crime.

As he sat down tiredly on the plush bed in his chambers he thought back to a conversation he had with Elia on her wedding day.

"Oberyn what are you doing here?" Elia asked furiously as he pulled her from her chambers.

The wedding was in an hour and Oberyn had been giving strict instructions from his mother to stay away from his sister until after she had said her vows. Fortunately though Oberyn had never followed rules.

"First I have to say you look so breathtaking my sweet sister that if I wasn't your brother I would faint right here on the spot!" he said dramatically.

Elia slapped his arm playfully her light orange gown shimmering as she did so. "Seriously Oberyn mother will kill you if she sees you here. Is there something wrong?"

That was typical Elia! She always worried. It was a famous trait of hers.

"There is nothing wrong except this wedding. Elia please before it is too late you must listen to me!" Oberyn cried desperately clutching her ringed fingers in his.

"Oberyn not this again-" Elia began before he cut her off.

"If you marry him we will never see each other. You will be stuck in a strange city with an even stranger family. His father burns people Elia! What if something happens to you and I am not here to protect you?" Unbidden tears came running from his eyes.

When she saw his tears Elia's face went from frustrated to heartbroken in a second. She cupped his cheek in one of her hands and said "I wish I could say no to this wedding. Do you think I want to live in a city that stinks of shit? Share a bed with a man I barely know? If I could stay with you, mother and Doran I would in a heartbeat. But I can't! I must do my duty."

As Oberyn felt his heart break all over again Elia brushed his dark hair away from his eyes and wiped away his tears. "Now sweet brother go and enjoy the wedding. I know I won't."

She walked back into her chambers with her orange dress trailing behind her.

Oberyn felt for the first time in his life like he had lost his sister.

He made a split decision to drink as much as he possibly could tonight. Seven knew he needed it!

Coming back from his memory with a start Oberyn picked up a piece of paper on his bedside table.

It was a drawing of Elia from a few years back. One day she was sitting beside the pools of the water gardens with a light breeze blowing through her long dark hair, smiling at the children playing.

Oberyn had been quietly watching her and because she looked so content and beautiful, he decided to draw her.

He had kept the drawing ever since. As he looked down at his work of art and stared wonderingly at the beauty that was Elia a sudden thought struck him.

He might never see Elia again.

After that thought Oberyn cried himself to sleep clutching the drawing of his sister. When the morning came he made a vow to himself that he would bring his sister back and kill anyone who stood in his way.