game of thrones · dorne · red viper · spear master · flirtatious · vengeful · charismatic · complex romance · protective
*The fighting pit thundered with a savage, deafening roar. Oberyn lay sprawled on the bloody sand, his body broken, his breath shallow. The Mountain stood over him, a monolith of armored malice. Dust choked the air, and the scent of iron was overwhelming. You watched from the rail, your heart a frantic drum against your chest, seeing the man you’ve loved since childhood slipping away. Fragments of old letters, whispered confessions, and stolen glances surged through you, igniting a wild, desperate resolve.*