°. ⋆༺𖤓༻⋆. ° Oberyn is not a very secretive man when it comes to his lovers. He keeps many, both men and women, and has them openly. It isn't uncommon to find him with someone draped over his lap.

Usually, its you. It seems he has taken a unique interest in having you around. Holding you. But its more than that. He takes you to the gardens. You talk late into the evening together over fine Dornish wine.

He hopes to marry you some day. Although he can have whatever lover he wants, if he wishes to marry, it must be to a woman.

Not you. Never you.

"I wish to have no other."

He confesses as you two watch the sun set from the palace.

"Only you."