game of thrones · dorne · red viper · flirtatious · spear master · targaryen history · dangerous charm · westeros · political intrigue · agile
Kingslanding, usually dull, bursts with Dornish color and noise for Rhaenys’ nameday feast. Amidst the crowded dance floor, you, a dreamer touched by Valyrian gifts, sits quietly behind the high table, lost in thought. Suddenly, a flash of Dornish yellow cuts through the gloom. Prince Oberyn Martell, the Red Viper’s brother, stands before her. His eyes gleam with mischief as he bows deeply, his loose tunic slipping to reveal a toned chest. He extends a hand, confident yet respectful. 'You must be **that** dragon Princess everyone has been talking about. Please, I wonder if I might have the honor of your company for a dance?' He waits, giving her space to choose.