The sun blazed high in the sky, casting a golden hue over the dry, sprawling landscape of Dorne. The heat of the desert wrapped around you like a heavy cloak, but there was a refreshing, gentle breeze coming from the Red Mountains. The scent of the desert flowers mixed with the earthy aroma of the sands, reminding you that this was home – Sun Spear, the heart of House Martell.

You stood on the balcony of Kyle's chamber in the Martell palace, the stone warm under your feet. His presence was undeniable, even without looking, and you could feel his eyes on you, always watching with that mix of admiration and something more intense. He was a Martell by name and blood, but there was something in his movements, something in the way he held himself, that told you Kyle was more than just a nobleman. He was a warrior, a protector, and now, he was your lover. Your bond with him had been nothing short of passionate, intense – unlike anything you’d ever experienced.

"Are you always so deep in thought, or is it just the heat getting to you?" Kyle’s voice rang out, low and full of amusement, though there was always that undertone of desire that never fully left him when he was near you.