Rhaegar
279 A.C Sunspear
Rhaegar felt the salty air mixed with the dry heat of Dorne bellow his silver locks over his shoulders. Gripping Blackfyre on his hip he wondered just how he was to play this. As he was aware his father after the welcoming feast announced to him with Lord Tywin present with the rest of the court. That he planned to marry him to Elia Martell, obviously this angered Lord Tywin. Lady Cersei after this announcement was taken from the capital along with her mother. Before she left the young girl gave him a gift, a black cloak with his coat of arms on it. On his back he wore the cloak for her as he promised he'd wear it. Less she teared up before him, a lesser man would have simply said he would and not bothered. Rhaegar however believed a man should be judged not by his actions when he is looked on. He should be judged by the actions he takes when he isn't looked on. After her depature and the rest of the Lords left the capital, Rhaegar wasn't so much as able to meet with Lord Tywin, this slight would not be smoothed over.
After a few weeks Robert's father remained in the capital, and not two weeks later his father told him to leave for Dorne. When he tried getting a ship, his father accused him that he would defy him. He would bribe the ships captain to take him somewhere else and come back with lies. The captain of the ship he had hired was taken by his father. Rhaegar tried reasoning with his father to no avail, the man was the first, but not the last man that would burn in the throne room in public. The entire court saw the poor man hoisted from the ground and cooked alive. The smell still made him sick to his stomach, to avoid another tragedy as this Ned said he would take Rhaegar himself using one of his ships. His father praised Ned and also sent Lord Steffon with them saying he was family that could be trusted.
They rode from Kings Landing to Duskendale where Rhaegar got to meet Ned's household, from Lady Hollard. Rodrik Cassel Ned's master at arms, and Mark Ryswell Ned's Castellian the newest addition to his household. Maester Alester the youngest Maester Rhaegar had ever met updated Ned on the happenigns of Duskendale and a shipment of Iron Wood from the North. While Ned had intentions to make shields bringing craftmen from the North. His maester advised him to build the Duskendale fleet up. Ned admitted he had forgotten they had a fleet, Rhaegar didn't blame him, and the North wasn't particularly a fleet based people. So with the plentiful coin Ned ordered for three more war Gullies to be built and added to the small fleet. Composed mostly of trading cogs a few and carracks with a single War Galley. The Galley in questioned took them to Dorne, the Lady of Lys with an Iron Born captain of all things under Ned's service.
Ned and Robert came down the gang plank to join him while Robert looked uncomftarble. Ned looked thankful for having been talked out of wearing his usual leathers, the tunic he wore allowed him to breath better but he already had beads of perspiration on his forehead. Truly he looked out of place here more than he ever did in Kings Landing. A party met them on the docks of the shadow town as it was called. The mud huts outside the walls of Sunspear, had the people looked in awe. Mostly at him and his silver hair and pale skin looked foreign to them. No doubt they haven't seen Valyrian people since Aegon the Conqueror's time and Daeron the second. With the welcoming party was the infamous Oberyn Martell The Red Viper of Dorne. The prince dismounted his horse to meet him and his party, Lord Steffon, Ned and, Robert.
"Welcome to Dorne my prince" the Dornish prince greteed them with a twist of his lips and offered his hand. Rhaegar shook it and prince Oberyn looked over Rhaegar's shoulder to look at his friends. More pointedly he looked to Ned and he smirked ever so slightly before welcoming them too.
"Welcome to Dorne to your friends as well, come my brother Doran awaits" they rode together in Dornish sand Steeds, Rhaegar never saw finer horses in his life. They could ride a day and a half without tiring. Entering Sunspear they were met with Doran Martell to feast, under guest rights. Rhaegar sat and watched the other Dornish Lords speak among themselves looking to his left he saw Ned somewhat anxious looking around and Ned grinned.
"Go" Rhaegar said and turned and looked somewhat ashamed.
"My friend I would not bar you from your happiness. Go on" Rhaegar said and his friend smiled standing up and left. Robert meanwhile looked about ready to die as so many of the servant girls and some bolder Lords daughters flocked to him. Robert however kept it in his pants and Rhaegar wanted to help him but Prince Doran called his attention. The older man stood and asked him and Lord Steffon to join them. in a private room, the room was well furnished and was surprisingly cool. Rhaegar sat down along with Lord Steffon. Prince Doran sat and held a piece of paper with the broken seal of his house. Prince Doran looked to them pointedly before speaking.
"My prince, my Lord do you know what is in this letter?" Rhaegar looked to Lord Steffon and he nodded.
"I know not the words of the letter but I do know why we are here, I assume you do as well" Rhaegar sighed crossing his arms sighing.
"This will cause quite the commotion at court I am sured, and while a generous offer. I would be breaking my word and bringing shame on my house" Prince Doran said passively.
"The commotion has happened and far worse Prince Doran" Rhaegar sighed.
"I assume rumors I heard of the king burning a man are true" Rhaegar flinched the rumors spread so ploughing fast he felt as if he shouldn't believe it.
"Prince Doran it happened and it worries me" Lord Steffon said and now Prince Rhaegar played his hand hoping this wouldn't end with him sent to his father in chains for favor.
"Prince Doran Lord Steffon, I have a proposition" Rhaegar said and they both turned to him.
"As far as the whole of the seven kingdoms knows you accept" Rhaegar said.
"Hmm…why should I allow that?" Prince Doran asked curious Lord Steffon gazed at him as well.
"My father is no longer fit to sit the Iron Throne" silence was his response and the seven this gamble needed to work.
"This is the only man you know of he burnt, I know plenty more he has burnt and personally with Lord Tywin kept secret the others" Lord Steffon's eyes widen and Prince Doran's simply narrowed in thought.
"My father is on the track to bring war into our kingdom, I propose we must gather a great council to remove him from the Iron Throne." Rhaegar tried and Prince Doran responded clasping his fingers together.
"Burning men isn't a crime for Kings my prince, and you are speaking treason" Prince Doran finished.
"He speaks sense, burnng men alive is nothing short or barbarism" Lord Steffon insisted.
"No but it should be a crime when a king rapes his queen" Rhaegar said unable to keep emotion from his voice.
"What?" Lord Steffon said and eve Prince Doran looked perturbed.
"My father has been raping my mother after burning men in some sick pleasure he derives from it" Rhaegar didn't know if that was true or not, but at this point he was sure it wasn't a complete lie on his part.
"Then what do you mean to do with me pretending to accept this farce" Prince Doran hummed.
"I will speak with Lord Tywin and gather his support as well this would make two Lord Paramount's to agree on removing my father" Rhaegar said.
"Three your grace I shall support you as well" Lord Steffon grunted.
"Then our cause is just, the other Lords will follow us this madness must stop" Rhaegar said.
"To keep up the farce in a year's turn send Princess Elia to Kings Landing to visit, I shall delay the marriage as much as I can" Rhaegar said and said he would further send his friend Ned North to get Lord Rickard on board.
"Thus leaves the Vale and the Reach" Prince Droan confirmed his acceptance.
"The Reach will fall in line as well I believe our cause just the Reach would gain nothing from following my mather" Rhaegar proclaimed and Lord Steffon agreed.
"The reach would not risk fighting half the realm, Jon Arryn is a man of honor, he will jon of that I can assure you" Lord Steffon said.
"Then when do you wish to dethrone your father?" Prince Doran remarked.
"The latest by 283, after I have made sure all the Lords will support my claim" Rhaegar assured them.
"Three years? You will not hold the marriage off by that long" Prince Doran scoffed.
"I will I have a weapon that works against my father more than anything" Rhaegar assured the smiling lightly.
"What weapon is that my prince?" Lord Steffon asked for Prince Doran.
"Eddard Stark, my father holds Eddard in very high esteem Eddard can convince my father to delay the marriage and Lord Steffon would be invaluable too" Rhaegar said and it was true Ned held the kings ear like no other man could.
"You believe young Eddard Stark can do this? How do you figure this my prince?" Prince Doran asked.
"My father gave him Duskendale, my father told him of this plan. My father speaks of him as the son he wished he had" Rhaegar smiled lightly.
"Very well assure me the marriage can be pushed to 283, and you shall have Dorne's full backing" Prince Doran's conditions were fair and so an agreement was made.
Eddard
He didn't see her, not when he entered Sunspear and no in the feast even Princess Elia was missing. Robert had been dealing with the many girls after him. Ned found himself unfollowed by such troubles no doubt because of Ashara. He walked through the tables with a purpose until he was stopped by one of his host. Prince Oberyn stepped before him and Ned tried to excuse himself to pass but the prince would not budge.
"You are the boy Ashara speaks about" Prince Oberyn spoke in his Rhoynish accent. Ned felt his brows quirk downward at being called a boy. He spilt blood, he ruled lands fairly and acted justly he was no more a boy than his brother.
"Prince Oberyn, forgive my curt behavior but I am in a hurry" he tried to pass but this time they pumped shoulders and Ned put force into it to break past him. Instantly some of the Dornish stood before him blocking his path. Ned had no sword or any type of weapon, but he was trained in martial arts like any other nobleman.
"Relax, friends a minor barb at me" the prince chuckled and smirked his arms spread.
"No harm was meant my prince but I must go" Ned tried to leave but they would not back down.
"In Dorne a barb is not so easily forgiven Eddard Stark" Oberyn said still rather allusive.
"In the North we have our own way" Ned turned not backing down he was surprisingly as tall as him. Ned would grow more however of that he was sure of that made Ned's his lips quirk up slightly.
"You aren't in the North here Stark" one of the Dornishmen said.
"All the same we take the cold with us" Ned said his face impassive and stared into the dark eyes of the prince.
"What is your custom in the north?" the prince smirked wondering if he was beginning to like Ned by some queer way.
"I call you a cunt and break your nose" Ned said letting his northern accent show. Ned tensed and was ready to take a hit. Prince Oberyn laughed and clapped his hands together.
"Well said boy" Prince Oberyn smirked laughing.
"Aye and I'm not a boy" Ned countered.
"Oh you have a big set of balls Stark?" Oberyn waved off the others.
"Enough to attack keep with only two men at my side" Oberyn smirked and nodded.
"Aye I suppose you do very well Stark I will be seeing you soon" Prince Oberyn turned leaving on his way grabbing a servant girl who happily wrapped her arm around his waist and followed him. Ned watched the prince go for a moment before turning and asking the guard if they had seen Ashara. He was pointed to the massive fountain at the center of the fort. Ned made his way there and he felt his eyes widen as he saw her. Ashara was with Princess Elia the princess of Dorne was sitting on a stone seat by the reading a book that by the leather Ned could have sworn Rhaegar had read about a thousand times over. Ashara had grown more beautiful if Ned thought it possible, her hair was longer in a braid similar to Princess Elia. Her face was set in a smile while she clutched a wine skin that she eagerly passed to Princess Elia. The princes grinned mischievously and drank from the wine skin. Some guards looked to him and he nodded to them spreading his arms to show he was unarmed. They nodded and let him closer he walked down his boots clicking on the stone. The steps hidden by the fountain Ned kept his hands at his side until he was close enough to be noticed. Princess Elia noticed him first she looked up surprised to see him before standing with a kind smile, Ashara was next and was about to curtise when she noticed him.
"Hello princess Elia, Lady Ashara" Ned smiled his shyness from their first meeting somewhat gone. Truly Ashara shined before him like the sun of this land. Princess Elia smiled knowingly and excused herself despite Ashara's weak protest and Ned simply remaining quiet. When alone Ned looked on to the girl…woman now really that had kept his mind and heart filled with dreams of this faraway land.
"It's been a long time, Ashara" Ned said her name no titles among…well among them.
"It has, I had hoped to match your height in all this time Ned" she smiled gently at him.
"Well we grow big on the North" Ned japed and Ashara looked up and down at him.
"No arguments about that, come let us go to the gardens here. They are quiet beautiful" Ned followed her through Keep and they talked at length. Ned told her of Duskendale, his lands that had been plagued by brigands. He told him of how things had changed and lamented his worries and Ashara with a gentle hand on his listened and offered him her thoughts. He spent his time with her talking, about everything and nothing. They seemed to make up for all the time they had missed and just talked, talked and, talked.
By the time they realized how much time they had passed Ned found his arm around her shoulder and Ashara's head resting on his chest. How had they come to that? When did he feel so comftarble around her. When did his shyness give way to japes that would make her laugh not like a lady, but like Lyanna did throwing her head back and snorting? When did Ned feel in his heart that he wanted to tell Ashara that he loved her?
"I should go" she hummed but made no move to disengage from his embrace.
"I suppose I should as well. Robert is bound to start fighting if I'm not there to hold his collar" Ned said smiling.
"Your friend Robert does seem the rowdy type, he must be loving Dorne" Ashara smirked and Ned would agree. Robert would have been more at home if he lived here in Dorne. Meeting Prince Oberyn was enough of a lead to go on that.
"I should really be going" she grinned but only made herself more comftarble in his embrace.
"Oh now you truly offended me Star" Prince Oberyn came to them and Ashara jumped slightly.
"Oberyn? What are you doing here?" she asked after gaining her wareabouts.
"Finding my paramore in the arms of another man" he smirked at Ned. Ned felt his heart clenched paramore? Truly the prince jested poorly Ashara seemed to love him. Did she not? She told him of her dreams, her fears and what makes her happy.
"Oberyn I have told you I am not another of your whores to throw away when you grow bored" Ashara stood and held her head high. Ned with his chest feeling tight said nothing his eyes downcast, unable to look at anyone.
"Grow tired of you Ashara? You wound me, our brothers both seem eager to join our houses. We might as well be betrothed" Oberyn bowed to her and Ashara glared.
"Oberyn what has possessed you to shame me before Lord Stark" she said angry.
"I shame you not, but Stark! Come on I thought you a man will you just sit there and allow me to take Ashara from you" Prince Oberyn spread his arms and accused.
"I am no man's to take, you are mad" Ashara turned to him.
"Ned" she began but Ned now only remembered his father's words. Don't go looking for any fights, but if you find one win.
"Prince Oberyn I can take barbs at me, for I care not for words. However you insulted Lady Ashara who I hold dear to my heart. I will have satisfaction" Ned said standing tall proud and Ashara looked at him mouth agape.
"Ned he is the prince of Dorne do not do anything rash" she said putting a hand on his arm. He almost backed down almost the prince would have none of it.
"Perfect! Ashara babbles about you plenty Stark! Come to the court yard first blood shall win the day" Prince Oberyn turned and Ned followed Ashara quickly going after him.
"Ned this is madness, do not tell me you are about to act as some barbarian" Ashara tried.
"My people are simple folk, a man does not easily forgive an insult to" Ned paused on his walk and talk.
"Just for me Ned" Ashara began.
"I love you" Not his best confession and the gods willing his only one.
"N-Ned" Ashara for all her vigor and strength blushed blinking.
"You do? Truly you just" she tried but Ned held her arms and gazed his grey eyes into hers.
"I jest not, my health is not the cause of this and I am not mad. I do mean the words I speak" Ned confided his shyness was gone, he was a man grown now. He was a Lord and though his father no doubt schemed for a marriage to one of his bannermen. Ned would have no one else.
"Ned…I love you too" she finally confessed and he wrapped his arms around her and held her. His mind in that ever annoying manner to remind him what he could have done better spoke to him. You should have kissed her might have made for a better song.
"You should have kissed me fool" Ashara said looking up to him her beautiful eyes in the evening light almost looked glowing.
"I was thinking the same, sorry" he smirked.
"Don't be I won't let you lead all the time" she pushed herself up on her toes and pressed her lips to his. Ned pushed all self-doubt aside and leaned his head down to help Ashara kissing her in return. They parted their lips and Ashara laughed her hand to her mouth.
"Your beard tickles" she smirked, Ned smiled sheepishly.
"Sorry" he apologized, before sighing and his face becoming serious.
"Ned" Ashara tried.
"I have challenge the prince and he accepted, if I decline now my honor will be stained my lady" Ned said and Ashara sighed.
"Promise me you aren't doing this for some stupid sense of pride" Ashara said.
"No such folly, I have pride in many things but I would not fight for stupid reasons" Ned assured.
"But this is stupid" Ashara sighed crossing her arms.
"You are many things but a stupid reason to stand for your honor is not one of them" Ned said and she sighed resigning herself to this.
"Fine just…be careful don't be a fool" Ashara smiled slightly and Ned nodded going outside to meet with Prince Oberyn. Their little duel got around faster than expected Prince Doran had come out and tried to talk Prince Oberyn out of it but Prince Oberyn waved it off. Both men removed their tunics bare chested and stood opposite ends on the sandy courtyard used for training. The first cut would be easier to see if they were bare.
"Ready Stark? I am eager to test the man they call the quiet wolf" he said the name mockingly but Ned knew enough to know everything he was eager to fight him. Ned grunted and looked to one of the servants and put on some fingerless gloves they offered. From his chest they brought his sword in it's sheath his belt wrapped around it. Rhaegar who as well tried to talk Ned out this 'folly' as he called it offered Blackfyre again. Ned deemed the blade too dangerous for this and simply went with his own. A shallow cut to Oberyn's arm would have to do. From all tales Prince Oberyn was a warrior unparalleled and even fought with a free company in Essos. Ned in any other occasion would have felt nervous, but Ned trained with Ser Gerald Hightower, Ser Barristan Selmy had taught him techniques he knew even his brother Brandon did not know. He fought Arthur who had bested even the lights of Robert and quickly proved to be the best sword in Westeros to a standstill. Ned wasn't scared he trained with his sword with the best knights of Westeros Prince Oberyn would not find him an easy prey.
Prince Oberyn put on some gloves as well and his squire threw him a spear that he caught. Because of his ill-gotten name, Rhaegar insisted their blades be checked and cleaned. Soaked with water and then cleansed with oil they had been deemed ready. Oberyn for at this point in time their titles meaningless just two men ready for a fight. Darted his tongue out and licked his lips and span his spear, and continued doing so impressing everyone as he passed the spear between hands until finally ending with the spear under his left arm.
"Ready?" he smirked Ned wasn't intimidated or all that impressed, flashy moves wouldn't make him any deader on the field. Ned span his sword once and put himself in a defensive stand sword parallel to the ground. Both men began circling each other, and Oberyn made the first move he jabbed for Ned's arm to test his defense and Ned parried three jabs. Ned instantly went for the offensive but Oberyn had reach on him and kept him at bay. Ned swung for his midsection Oberyn parried the strike while keeping the blade locked and stabbed for Ned's thigs. Ned stepped back pushing the strike aside, moving again he struck more swings and the red viper parried them all.
"Not bad Stark, you can move!" Oberyn said spinning with the spear out forcing Ned to duck and back away. Grabbing the spear at the end of the shaft the Prince swept the spear at his feet Ned hopped over it and moved forward cutting for Oberyn's feet. Ned hopped over and pushed hacking at Oberyn's arms but he proved skilled enough to pull the spear back and use the shaft to block Ned's cut. Forcing Ned to the side Oberyn went for a cut to Ned's midsection. Ned stepped back bending his upper body forward the spear just barely grazing his belly. No blood however and the fight went on the two traded blows on and on with no victor in sight.
"Stark come on!" Oberyn smirked clearly enjoying the spectacle while Ned would admit excitement, he wanted this over not keep going. So Ned watched and as he parried kept his eyes opened for an opening, parrying a stab for his arm up he found the opening. Parrying up he grabbed the shaft of the spear and stepped forward lunging for Oberyn's left arm the prince lived up to his name. He dropped the spear like lighting he grabbed the sword! And Ned grunted with his free hand the prince unsheaed a knife Ned didn't see before. On instinct Ned brought his hand up and he gritted his teeth the blade went right throug his palm, and he heard quite a few gasp. The crowd that had gathered had been forgotten to Ned when he fought the prince. Now they stood staring into each other's eyes. Oberyn still held the blade. His life's blood dripping down his arm and Ned clenched the hand and blade sticking through his hand. After a look of agreeance Ned prepared himself and the prince withdrew and so did Ned. Blade's were released and Maesters hurriedly came to them. Hand injuries bleeded quite a lot. Before blood loss became a problem treatment needed to be done now.
Ned grimaced while he was being bandaged by the maester attending him.
"You are lucky my lord" the maester proclaimed while bandaging his hand. Ashara sat next to him scowling.
"Fool your promised Ned" she said and Ned sighed trying to justify himself while trying not to flinch.
"I'm sorry I did not mean to get stabbed, Asahara I mean't to grab his hand but the blade found me first" Ned tried and Ashara sighed.
"Fool all the same Ned" she gently held his face and Ned leaned into her touch. Soft hands against his bearded face felt so comforting. After they were patched up Ned was sought out by Prnce Oberyn.
"Not bad Stark, not bad at all I look forward to fighting again maybe on the same side next time" the prince smirked and looked over his bandaged hand.
"I shall have a good story to tell when I am drinking with my paramore a Septa very beautiful one at that" Smirked Oberyn and Ned lifted a brow.
"Prince Oberyn what possessed you to seek a fight with me?" Ned had to ask incredulous Ashara glared at the prince but did not speak.
"Well the best of luck to you Stark especially on the war to come" Oberyn turned to leave but Ned stopped him.
"War? Our movement will be diplomatic Oberyn" Ned replied it was just them three in the room.
"Diplomatic? I did not think you an idealit…though I suppose we bare met" Oberyn said and cupped his injured hand examining it carefully.
"Look at history Stark, what king has ever been taken off his throne peacefully? What Targaryen has changed thrones without a bloody war?" Oberyn chuckled.
"For better or worse we shall see each other in the battlefield" Ned watched the prince go and Ashara turned to him concerned.
"It's a long and complicated story my lady" he sighed feeling tired.
"Well you won't be leving Dorne anytime soon" she smiled gently and caressed his face gently.
"Then I hope you have the heart for what I am about to tell you is paramount to treason and nothing else" Ned told her, the burnt men the infighting between Lord Tywin and the king and the raping of Rhaegar's mother. The day grew late and Ned laid down with Ashara sitting by his bed stroking his hair gently. There was so much to worry about he felt tired and he slept a dreamless sleep.
Robert
Fuck to all the seven hells fuck him for all eternity Robert was in his chambers his chest bare only on his boots and trousers. He was a fool he should have by all accounts just gone on his merry way. He went to find Ned and instead he found her, she just told him where Ne was supposed to be but Robert knowing Ned. Well he only just grinned and accompanied her through the day. He went with her when Ned dueled Prince Oberyn a hell of a fight. Robert was done, he didn't need to go further into this. He didn't whatever possessed him he stayed with her.
"Robert?" her voice was soft and gentle, she was every much the princess she was. He turned to Elia and smiled a bit.
"I have shamed you taken your maidenhood and I am a man betrothed" Robert said his voice turning gruff at the end. When Lyanna got word of this seven hells when Lord Stark got word of this. He had thrown it all away because he couldn't think with his head instead of his cock.
"Perhaps I am as much to blame, my brother I love him so but he is overprotective" Elia sighed she stood beginning to dress.
"I should have said no I should have I resisted before my lady I don't know what came over me" Robert felt his shoulders sag.
"I shall take it as a compliment that I was the one you could not resist" Elia quipped and Robert chuckled.
"You are beautiful Elia and your charm is unquestionable. What are we to do?" he said.
"Nothing Robert I was stressed with these developments and I tired of my brother who beds women left and right but keeps me locked away like a silent sister" Elia finished dressing herself and put on her jewelry.
"I suppose this can be our secret" Robert smiled slightly.
"It shall be so Robert, I hope you are very happy with your betrothed" she grinned and Robert found she meant this. Dorne was such a strange land she should be angry and no doubt dedmand something of him. Instead she thanked him for his time and eve wished him happiness on his marriage to come. Robert smiled slightly and hoped to the seven it would be so. When Elia left his rooms Robert could only think of Ned and Rhaegar, he could keep this secret aye. But his brothers meant the world to him, he couldn't keep this from them. He only hoped they would forgive him, he hoped Ned could forgive him by the old gods and the new Robert would make this right.
OHHHHH Robert and Elia!? Well what could this mean for Rhhaegar's plan? Also to address this Ned in this time line is a much better sword than cannon. In cannon he just trained like most high born lads in martial arts. However living in King Landing and being a great friend to Rhaegar. He trained along with Robert with the greatest knights in Westeros. So Ned's skill with the sword surpass his regular skills. Keep in mind in cannon he was able to hold of Arthur long enough for the other knights to be defeated and Howland to help him defeat Arthur.
Here on this time line while he won't be beating Arhtur anytime soon he can force a draw with him at most making him one of the best swords in Westeros, with Robert ahead of him and Rhaegar right about the same skill. So this is why he ended his duel with Oberyn as a draw, both men are very good in their own right.
I also hope you don't think I made Oberyn such a jerk, but here he was curious about Ned. Since as we all know Robert and Rhaegar are the much more charismatic charaters. Everyone wags their tongue about them and no one really pays Ned much mind. When he was given Duskendale his exploits however are brought to light and this silent man who kept to himself was revealed to be something to be trifled with. So Oberyn wanted to know just how good Ned was because everyone already knows and speaks about Robert who boasts and charms everyone.
So Oberyn wasn't trying to be a jerk but well how does one provoke a man like Ned into violene? Well remember littlefinger and how he told Ned he had Cat in a brothel that got him riled up proper. So I thought Oberyn would insult Ashara and get Ned into a fighting mood. So don't worry he's still our favorite Red Viper.
Man I wonder if Robert has just screwed up Rhaegar's alliance with the Martells? We shall have to see. Alright just to answer some questions.
Waylandcorp 4: Well things are only started, don't count out Rhaegar's mind out quite yet heh. Who knows how this will play out maybe he will marry Elia maybe he won't.
Waylandcorp 4: Rhaegars opinion on Cersei are nothing beyond she's a sweet kid, keep in mind Rhaegar is 19 she's 12. To him she is just a child and he feels more obligated to humor her than actual romantic feelings. As far as marraige goes, he hasn't thought about it a small reveal will come in the next chapter about Rhaegar's thoughts on marraige. For now he just sees her as a sweet girl and nothing more.
Yes Ned aquiring Duskendale will have it's own headaches, to deal with him getting Duskendale is on the whims of a madman. But a madman that favors him greatly. So maybe some of the crownland Lords don't look too favorably to Ned who was getting special treatment.
Gorillaface345: Like former president George Bush, as far as grammar goes, I got a girl for that! Lol my beta is fixing my chapters as we speak lol don't worry. Now pairings? the only sure concrete pairings I have for you are Ned and Ashara and, Denys Arryn and Lysa Tully. The rest are still up in the air, but Rhaegar so far I'm leaning towards Elia. Also I'm glad you liked the three of them as freinds I just had this idea of how it would be like if they were friends! Well look forward for the next chapter!
Tfranco9: Rhaegar's Rebellion was actually going to be the original title for this! But then I thought better of it. As it stands it's less rebellion more, Rhaegar's uprising. I don't know why people hate Robert! He's such a nice guy and freaking jolly! I mean come on the man is loved by so many just for his charisma alone! But offcrouse everyone focuses on his flaws and ignore others flaws. But I can't gurante Rhaegar's life, or anyone's for that matter.
LastEnclave: If you prefer Cersei and Ned, you can read my A Song of Ice and Fire story, it's a Ned and Cersei paring. You might find that you like it! Currently on the second arc The Longest Night. Now yes these people are alive for reasons that will be clear once Rhaegar makes the first move against Aerys openly.