Pedro Pascal Character Imagines

Daddy's Little Princess (Oberyn Martell)

Summary: Alia is Oberyn's youngest daughter and she's his world.

Oberyn loved all his children equally. They were all blessings in his eyes, but truth be told he favored the youngest of all his daughters.

Alia. She had just entered her fifth year of life and was an utter to joy to everyone. Alia's mother was a former paramour of Oberyn's, but had died shortly after giving birth to her.

The pregnancy and the birth had been a difficult one, so it was a miracle that both Alia and her mother weren't lost.

Most of Oberyn's daughters were either grown or lived with their mothers, but Alia was the only one who lived full-time in Sunspear surrounded by her family.

Ellaria became like a mother to her, but never kept the secret of her parentage from her. Ellaria and her mother were almost sisters, so Oberyn wasn't the only person saddened by her death.

The thing that set her apart from her sisters the most was that she referred to herself as Alia Martell, rather than Alia Sand like the rest of Oberyn's daughters and demanded that everyone refer to her as such. She was a princess of Dorne and she let everyone know it.

Oberyn awoke to the sound of his door opening. He kept his eyes shut because he knew who it was.

Seconds later, a small body was crawling under the covers between him and Ellaria.

Alia tucked her head under her father's chin and fell right back asleep.

"I don't know why you encourage her," Ellaria whispered, "You never let any of the other girls do this."

"She's young, my love. She'll grow out of it," he told her, stroking his daughters red hair.

Whereas most of his daughters were dark with their olive skin and dark eyes and hair, Alia was fair skinned with freckles dotting her nose and cheeks. The only thing she shared in common with her sisters was their father's dark eyes.

"She is spoiled, Oberyn."

Oberyn smiled, pressing a kiss to Alia's head. "Spoiled with love." He wrapped his arms around her small body and fell asleep.

When Oberyn awoke the second time, Alia was sitting on his chest staring down at him like a cat. "Good morning, princess." He looked at the space in the bed next to him. "Where is Ellaria?"

"Right here, my prince." Two hands scooped Alia up and set her on the floor. "Run along, little one and get ready. Your father and I will join you for breakfast in the courtyard."

Alia nodded and left the room.

Oberyn and Ellaria got ready for the day and found Alia waiting for them outside the room.

"I thought I told you to wait in the courtyard," Ellaria told her.

Alia said nothing and grabbed her father's hand, pulling him to the courtyard. Oberyn laughed and let her do it.

Ellaria shook her head. The man was a push-over when it came to his youngest.

They took a seat at the table and Oberyn set Alia in his lap and they took turns eating the berries in front of them.

Ellaria watched as Oberyn played with the ends of Alia's loose hair.

The man was completely besotted by her, more so than his other daughters and she tried not to be jealous. Perhaps it was because he felt guilty about the fact that she'd never know her mother, so he felt obligated to give extra love and attention.

A servant entered the courtyard. "Prince Oberyn. Your brother is requesting your presence."

Oberyn rolled his eyes, but stood up and put Alia in his seat.

She grabbed his hand and shook her head.

"I'll be right back, princess. I promise." He gently pried her tiny fingers from his hand and kissed every one of them, before showering her face in kisses making her giggle loudly. He left Alia and Ellaria to finish their breakfast alone.

"How did you sleep, little one?" Ellaria asked her.

"Fine." Alia was a girl of little words. She spoke, but only when it was important. She was quiet, but had a temper that could rival her father's. People around the castle called her the Tiny Viper.

"Alia, darling. You can't keep coming into your father's chambers at night to sleep with him."

"And why not?" Ellaria could see Alia's temper start to flare.

"Because soon you will be a young woman and it will be improper." That and it made it extremely hard for her and Oberyn to have some alone time.

"Oh." Alia may have only been 5 years old, but she was smart and understood more than the average child.

Ellaria sighed, seeing the sad expression on her face. "But, I suppose that for now it will be okay."

Oberyn re-entered the courtyard and picked Alia up, only for her to say "No daddy." Oberyn put his hands up in surrender and took the seat next to her instead. He looked at Ellaria and the two shared a knowing smirk.