Pedro Pascal Character Imagines

Little Reyne (Oberyn Martell)

Summary: Oberyn originally came to King's Landing to avenge his sister and her children. But after meeting the last of the Reyne's, he promises her and himself that he will get her out of King's Landing alive.

A/N - I've always wanted to write a "last living Reyne" story and I finally found an excuse. I'm also not sure when Tywin killed the Reyne's and Tarbeck's, but I'm assuming it was when he was younger.

Ciel sat by Tywin Lannister's side.

No one knew why Lord Tywin seemed to favor her. Many suspected it was because he intended to make her his young wife, but truly it was because he simply enjoyed her company. She was intelligent and had a quick wit.

The song ended and everyone clapped. A man stepped forward and dedicated the next song to Lord Tywin.

"And who are you the proud lord said..."

A sliver of ice went down Ciel's spine.

"Are you alright, my lady?" Tywin asked, noticed the change in the young brunette.

"I feel a bit flushed. I fear the wine has gone to my head. I think I will step out for a moment and take a turn about the gardens," she told him.

"Would you like me to accompany you?"

Ciel smiled and placed her hand on his shoulder. "No, my lord. Stay and enjoy the festivities. I shall only be a minute."

She stood up and left the Great Hall, nearly running to the gardens. She found a secluded bench and began to cry.

"Why do you cry, little one?" a warm, accented voice asked her.

She turned and saw Prince Oberyn of Dorne. She sniffled and wiped her eyes. "You would think after living in the Capitol for so long, I would no longer cry when I hear that song," Ciel told him.

"The Rains of Castamere?"

Ciel squeezed her eyes shut in pain. "Please. Please do not say that name again."

Oberyn sat next to her. "I still do not understand why you weep."

"A Reyne still lives."

"Yes, I have heard rumors. A single child, unknown to Tywin Lannister at the time."

"They weren't at the castle when it happened. Off playing woods, like any child would be."

"You speak as thought you know." She looked at him and he scoffed. "But you are too young."

"I am not that young."

"You are what? Two and twenty? I am nearly twenty years your senior."

"Men older than you have married maidens far younger. But you are correct. It was not me. It was my father. Lord Tywin found out about him and had him killed."

"He believed he killed the last of their bloodline."

"Yes. I never knew my father. Only what my mother had told me about him. He knew he'd be hunted down if Tywin ever found out so as soon as he knew she was pregnant, he disappeared. He was right."

"And all that remains is you, little Reyne."

Ciel covered Oberyn's mouth with her hand and looked around. "You cannot utter that name King's Landing or I will be killed."

Oberyn took her hand off his mouth, but instead of letting it go he placed a kiss on her knuckles. "You have my word, my lady."