Oberyn felt like his mission in life had been fulfilled. The Mountain was dead, his sister avenged, and he was still alive to tell the tale. He was currently sleeping with Ellaria in her small room in the Red Keep; Reyna was still refusing to see him. They were heading back to Dorne today and he was relieved. He could finally get out of this stinking shit pile of a city and back to his beautiful home. He would be together with his brother, his daughters, his love, and his wife. Thinking about his wife made Oberyn incredibly sad. She was separating them, and he already knew how she felt about Dorne. She was probably terrified and wouldn't let him help her.
"Good morning, my love," Ellaria murmured as she rolled over to face him. Oberyn smiled back and gave her a long kiss.
"Are you happy to be leaving?" He asked her, feeling her curves as she moved on top of him. Oberyn groaned as she began to pleasure him, but truly he couldn't take his mind off his wife. He missed her gentle kisses and the way she could turn from gentle and submissive to dominant in a mere matter of seconds.
"I look forward to Reyna meeting your daughters," Ellaria replied as she kissed his neck. Oberyn smiled at that. He too was excited for Reyna to meet everyone. Maybe once she was in Dorne he would finally receive some answers.
"We should get ready," Ellaria said after an hour of fun. Oberyn agreed and together they walked down to the dock to make sure everything was being loaded. What Oberyn hadn't expected to see were Reyna and Jaime Lannister standing close together on the pier. Jaime was holding Reyna's hand with his golden one and his real hand reached up to brush a piece of hair behind her ear. Reyna blushed and turned her head downwards. Jaime grabbed her chin and lifted it upwards so that they were looking at each other. He whispered something to her and leaned in, obviously to kiss her.
"Hello wife," Oberyn said as he approached the two. Reyna and Jaime jumped apart, each sporting a similar blush. Reyna dropped into a polite curtsey while Jaime bowed his head.
"I was just saying goodbye," Jaime explained nervously. Oberyn nodded, not believing a single word. He looked to his wife and found her staring at the ocean, her eyes a mix of embarrassment, fear, and sadness.
"Thank you for seeing us off, Ser, but we should be fine from here," Oberyn announced, placing a hand on his wife's shoulder. Reyna stiffened and turned away, walking up the pier to where her family waited. Her brother, Loras, gave her a strong hug and whispered something encouraging in her ear. Her sister gave her a kiss on the cheek and rubbed her upper arms, sympathy shining in her eyes. Her father and grandmother each said something to her. She reacted the same way to each statement, a stone face and a brisk nod. After that, she simply walked up the gangplank and into the cabin of the ship.
"Thank you for seeing us off," Oberyn said to the Tyrell's. Margaery stepped up and gave her good brother a tight hug.
"She'll be fine. She's just nervous," the woman explained. Oberyn pulled away and searched his good sister's face for a long moment.
"Will you now tell me what happened?" He asked, aware that everyone was waiting for him. Margaery looked around then leaned into his ear.
"Your brother will tell you. Just watch her and Aren Dayne very carefully. Never let them be alone together," she warned before pulling away. Oberyn quirked an eyebrow but stepped away and boarded the ship. Normally he liked to wait until they were in the open sea to go below deck, but he knew that he needed to check on his wife. Reyna was in the main cabin, usually reserved for the lord, her back to the door. Oberyn entered quietly and slowly closed the door. Reyna turned her head slightly and caught sight of him. He could see her shoulders tighten, but they immediately slacked when she realized that she was trapped.
"Please talk to me," he whispered, slowly approaching him. Reyna turned, her eyes still on the floor. He knew that it had been a hard few weeks for her, but he only wanted to help.
"You want me to talk?" She snarled. "Let's talk about how you lied to me and betrayed my friend!"
"I did it for you, Reyna!" He shouted back, his patience snapping like a rope under immense pressure. Reyna's eyes widened in surprise, but his tone only seemed to make her angrier.
"You did it for me? Tyrion is going to die now! If you had fought, you probably would've won!" She screamed. Oberyn quickly approached her until he had her backed into a corner. He placed a hand on either side of her head and leaned down so that their faces were inches apart.
"I didn't even come up with this stupid plan! Jaime Lannister did. He didn't want you to become a widow within a week," he snapped. Reyna's jaw clenched and she pushed at his chest, but Oberyn grabbed her upper arms and squeezed so that she couldn't escape.
"I did all of this because I care about you, Reyna!" He growled. Reyna finally relaxed, her mouth opening slightly. When she didn't respond Oberyn got frustrated and released her. He started walking to the door but stopped when Reyna made a noise.
"I'm not going to say I'm sorry because I'm not," she started, her voice wobbling. Oberyn didn't immediately turn to look at her, he only glanced over his shoulder to let her know that he was listening.
"What will you say then?" He asked quietly. Reyna slowly approached him, almost like she was afraid that he would run away. She placed her hands on his shoulders and leaned in close to his ear.
"I care about you too. More than I'd like to admit," she whispered, a tear falling from her cheek and onto his shoulder. Oberyn squeezed his eyes shut as she wrapped her arms around his middle and squeezed him.
"Are we okay?" She whispered. Oberyn chuckled and turned so that they faced each other. He placed two fingers under her chin and lifted her face so that he could lean down and give her a kiss.
"I just want to protect you and make you happy," he whispered against her lips. Reyna smirked and pulled him closer, pressing her whole body against him. Oberyn groaned and laced a hand in her chestnut locks.
"You make me so happy," she snarled against him. Oberyn moved her back until they both fell onto the bed, his hands immediately making their way up her dress. Just as Oberyn had lifted Reyna's dress and dropped his pants there was a knock on the door. Oberyn snarled and pulled away from the expanse of Reyna's neck where he had been bringing old marks back. Reyna sighed in frustration and let her head fall back against the pillows, straightening her dress.
"Yes?" Oberyn asked. There was no answer so Oberyn finally pushed himself up and opened the door. Ellaria stood on the other side, leaning on the door frame, an almost expectant look in her eyes.
"I came to join you," she purred, trying to push past him into the room. Oberyn placed a solid hand on her shoulder and pulled her back out into the hallway. He looked back into the room before closing the door and saw Reyna's face clouded with worry and a touch of nerves.
"What is the matter?" Ellaria asked after Oberyn had shut the door.
"I'm trying to reconcile things with my wife," he explained, pinching the bridge of his nose. Ellaria stuck out her hip and leaned against the wall behind her.
"Am I to be forgotten all over again now that you and your wife have made up?" She snapped, a look of hurt flashing through her eyes. Oberyn reached out to touch her, but she pulled away, her face awash with anger.
"I would never forget you, my love. I just need to smooth things over here," he tried to explain.
"In King's Landing, you spent almost every hour with her," she snapped back at him. Oberyn sighed and motioned for Ellaria to move away from the door. He didn't want his wife to hear him and his mistress fighting. Once they were further down the hall Oberyn turned on her and knew from the look in her eyes that she had seen him change from man to viper.
"I have been married for four days Ellaria. If you cannot share me for even that amount of time how will we handle the rest of my marriage?" He hissed. Ellaria must have realized that he was right because she blushed and looked down at the floor. Oberyn reached out and brushed a piece of hair behind his loves ear, causing her to look up.
"I know you feel that I have been neglecting you, but once we are in Dorne things will settle. Reyna will eventually find someone else to keep her occupied when I am not around." Even as the words left his mouth his stomach twisted at the thought.
"She will not. She told me at your wedding that she plans to remain faithful," Ellaria explained, but Oberyn felt that she had something else to say.
"She will learn," he muttered mostly to himself. Ellaria straightened up and looked over Oberyn's shoulder. He turned and caught sight of his young wife, looking radiant in a new gown of bright yellow. He couldn't help the smile that pulled at his lips and he held out his hand for her.
"I was going to walk on the deck. Care to join me?" Reyna asked, looking between her husband and Ellaria. Before Oberyn could respond Ellaria butt in.
"Actually, I was hoping to take your husband back to my rooms. Do you mind?" Ellaria asked, her voice laced with jealousy and competition. Some strange emotion passed through Reyna's eyes, but it was so quick that Oberyn couldn't decipher it.
"Be my guest," Reyna responded and stepped to the side to allow them to pass. Before Ellaria could pull him away Oberyn leaned forward, cupped Reyna's face in his hands, and pressed a deep kiss to her lips.
"We arrive in Dorne tomorrow afternoon. Tonight, I shall stay with you," he whispered to her, almost as a punishment to Ellaria's possessiveness. Reyna smirked and nodded her head, quickly turning to walk up the stairs to the deck.
"Come, lover, make up for lost time," Ellaria giggled as she lead him away.