Redemption || Oberyn Martell

By Krazy_Kupid

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The Red Viper and the Tempest. An unlikely match from the beginning. A moment of attraction, fleeting and m... More

Epigraph
ACT I.
Prologue
Chapter I
Chapter II
Chapter III
Chapter IV
Chapter V
Chapter VI
Chapter VII
Chapter IX
Chapter X
Chapter XI
Chapter XII
Chapter XIII
Chapter XIV
Chapter XV
Chapter XVI
Chapter XVII
Chapter XVIII
Chapter XIX
ACT II.
Chapter XX
Chapter XXI
Chapter XXII
Chapter XXIII
Chapter XXIV
Chapter XXV
Chapter XXVI
Chapter XXVII
Chapter XXVIII
Chapter XXIX
Chapter XXX
Chapter XXXI
Chapter XXXII
Chapter XXXIII
Chapter XXXIV
Chapter XXXV
Chapter XXXVI
Chapter XXXVII
Chapter XXXVIII
Chapter XXXIX
Chapter XL
Chapter XLI

Chapter VIII

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[VIII.] Auspicious Alliances

Cassandra stared at her reflection in the mirror for she almost could not recognize herself.

Mara had worked wonders, braiding her long raven hair in a delicate yet elegant style. Her face held simple powders to make her pale features shine through and with some rouge, her lips and cheeks had a vibrant color to them.

Cassandra was dressed in her new gown made of pale gold silk and lined with black thread. She wore a gold necklace with a stag pendant and a simple wristlet. On her hand, she had on two gold bands, decorated with a stag horn design.

"Thank you, Mara. I truly do not know what I would have done without you." Cassandra said, showing her gratitude to the woman who had helped her get ready. Without her, who knew what kind of mess Cassandra would show up in?

"Of course, my lady. As long as you dance and enjoy your time." Mara said, giving her a knowing look, having heard from the other servants that the Starks had arrived the night before, just in time for the festivities.

Cassandra shook her head at the woman's insinuations, waving as she moved to leave her chambers. "I shall see you later then, Mara. Make sure to enjoy the festivities as well."

Outside her chambers stood her brother, dressed in their house colors as well. A pale gold doublet with etchings of black thread in the shape of antlers. His hair was swept back for once and he whistled to himself.

"Took you long enough. I had half a thought that we would be late for the ceremony if you took any longer." Robert snorted, looking at her and offering her his arm.

"Some of us actually take the time to draw a bath and clean ourselves." Cassandra shot back, slipping her arm around his as he guffawed at her words.

Robert led the way through the twists and turns of the Red Keep until they reached the carriages set aside for the guests. "Will the princess not look for you? I had thought that you and Lady Ashara were her ladies."

Cassandra shook her head as they descended the stone steps to where many were already waiting. "No, she told us yesterday that she wished to be accompanied by her family. Her brothers will be with her."

"I see." Robert nodded thoughtfully, heading to the carriage meant for their family, where Stannis was already waiting inside. "I suppose that is what you want for your wedding as well."

"Maybe. Granted that I am not cross with you that day. If I am, I might just replace you with a stuffed stag head, I doubt anyone will be able to tell the difference." Cassandra teased, sitting beside Stannis who stifled a laugh at her words.

"Very funny." Robert deadpanned as the carriage began to move forward, taking the three of them to the Sept of Baelor where the ceremony would be taking place.

Cassandra looked out the glass window to see the people having their own merry-making events with ribbons being twirled around wooden posts, songs being sung by traveling bards, and flower petals being thrown into the air.

Even the weather seemed to be cooperating to make this special day perfect. The sun shone brightly, not a cloud in the sky, coating the whole King's Landing in a magnificent golden hue.

As they reached the grand structure, Cassandra felt awestruck at the sight of the sept, its large marble dome, and crystal towers stealing the breath from her. With her brothers, she entered the large double doors and found their seats.

They were seated with some of their vassal lords, greeting them and making small talk before the ceremony could start. She also had the opportunity to converse with her aunt Rhaella, asking about Viserys who would not be able to attend due to the king's paranoia.

Soon, the crowd hushed, signaling that the ceremony was to start soon. Prince Rhaegar stood stoically at the start of the aisle before moving towards the altar in the long ceremonial march. Once he arrived at the altar, the Septon opened the book of the Seven, reading the holy words aloud.

It was a long and tedious task that from her side, she could see Robert yawning from time to time, his eyes fluttering shut every few seconds. He jumped when she elbowed him, signaling to the Septon who had just finished.

All eyes turned to the double doors where Elia Martell entered, looking regal and beautiful. Her gown perfectly complimented her complexion and her dark hair contrasted the vibrant jewelry she wore making her look every inch the princess she was.

Cassandra smiled as the ceremony continued, from the cloaking of the bride to the exchange of vows, up until the end of the ceremony that was sealed by a kiss. She clapped with the crowd, cheering loudly as the newlywed couple, turned to the crowd with intertwined hands.

Unintentionally, her eyes found those of the man seated across the aisle from them only to find his eyes already on her. Ned stood with his father, Rickard, and his older brother, Brandon whose eyes were still on the prince and princess.

Even then, Ned gazed at her meaningfully as a small smile crept onto both of their lips, seeing the happy couple and hoping with all their might that they might have that someday. A small moment they shared, just for them.

If fate had not intervened, they might have had that.

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Cassandra stood on the sidelines as she watched the feast in full swing.

Ashara was dancing with a noble lord, looking very much miffed, a barely concealed grimace on her face as she moved in time with the music. Cassandra barely hid a laugh at the sight as she took a sip of the Dornish red.

She fiddled with the rings on her fingers as she looked around the great hall, trying to look for a familiar face to converse with. Her brothers were nowhere to be found, with Robert probably drowning in his cups and Stannis retiring to his chambers.

Ned was on one side of the hall with Brandon, the two of them deep in conversation though he still managed to send her a friendly smile from time to time.

"There you are! I've been looking for you everywhere." Elia pulled her from her thoughts, her cheery voice permeating through her self-isolating haze.

"Your Highness, let me congratulate you on the success of your nuptials." Cassandra curtsied, masking her smile with a blank face as she mimicked all the other guests who spoke to the Dornish princess.

"Cassandra!" Elia gasped, looking around to see if anyone heard her and when she noticed that no one had, she started laughing. "You have no idea how many people have said that to me."

"Everyone is overjoyed. All in the Seven Kingdoms are celebrating you and your wedding." Cassandra said, smiling and embracing her friend. "As am I. I am very happy for you. You're a great princess and one day, you will be an even greater queen."

Elia's eyes turned glassy at her words, hugging her tighter. "Oh Cassandra, I am so glad to have you here with me. Having you and Ashara as my friends, as my sisters, have been the greatest gift."

"The feeling is mutual, Elia. Now, there should be no room for tears on your special day." Cassandra replied, pulling back and handing her friend a chalice from one of the passing servants.

"How can I not cry when you say things like that? Gods, I cannot wait until your wedding and I can be the one making you cry." Elia answered, already anticipating the day until she can return the favor. "That reminds me, I have to introduce you to someone."

"To your brother?" Cassandra raised a brow as the older woman began to pull her through the crowd, her eyes searching for someone.

"Yes, I've already told him about you. He has already met Ashara and I want you to meet him too." Elia explained, moving past the dancing couples and her new husband who stared after them amusedly.

"Elia, really, you do not have to. You should enjoy your wedding and dance with your husband." Cassandra insisted when they had scoured almost the entirety of the great hall.

"Nonsense, I see him already." Elia announced, calling to a figure whose back was turned to them. "Oberyn!"

The man turned and Cassandra thought that she was imagining things when a familiar face stared back at her, his shocked expression mirroring hers.

"You?"


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:> Hello everyone! And now they know who the other one is, or do they? Hmm, guess you'll have to wait for the next chapter to find out teehee. Stay tuned and sending you all my love <3!



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