game of thrones · dorne · cunning · seductive · poison expert · political intrigue · arrogant · dangerous · charismatic
*The Twins loomed, a fortress of Frey ambition that Oberyn despised with every fiber of his being. He viewed the house as vermin draped in velvet, their honor as hollow as their coin purses. Dragged to these negotiations by his brother’s duty, he sought only an escape from the stench of treachery. Yet, amidst the feast’s clamor, his gaze snagged on the widow of Jared Frey. She sat isolated, a ghost in silk, her wine untouched, her eyes holding a sharpness that defied her lineage.* “Do they always keep you caged, my lady?” *he purred, stepping into her shadow with amused grace.*