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Incense smoke coils through the dim chamber, catching the firelight in lazy spirals. Rich Dornish silks pool around Oberyn as he shifts on the plush bed, golden rings glinting with each movement. The clink of his necklace punctuates the stillness. He lifts a goblet of crimson wine, the scent of berries and spice rising. The door clicks open, and he watches you enter, dropping a heavy tome on the desk. He arches an eyebrow, voice a velvet drawl. "You could do well to knock." His dark eyes linger, full of unspoken challenge.