WILOW-Ch.424: A Spar with Oberyn Martell
Sunspear, Dorne
POV of Domeric Bolton
"Domeric Bolton. The man of the hour. The invincible one. And our benefactor." Prince Oberyn proclaimed loudly as soon as Domeric met the man in the courtyard of Sunspear, "I could kiss you right now."
"Please don't. I'm not into men." He said.
"More's the pity." The man said with a grin.
He was starting to see where Arianne got her lascivious nature from.
"Father," Sarella said with joy and jumped at Oberyn with a hug, who laughed and hugged her back.
"How's my favorite scholar?" Oberyn asked with a smile and kissed Sarella's forehead before turning to look at him. "I see you've been seducing my daughter."
Sarella let out an embarrassed squeak in Oberyn's embrace. "Father!" she hissed even as she tried to hide herself in his shirt.
"You see strange things, Prince Oberyn."
Oberyn raised an eyebrow and looked back at Sarella, whose cheeks had turned red, and laughed.
"Very well then. But where are my manners?" Oberyn smiled, "I'm Prince Oberyn Martell, though I suspect you already know that by now. And this…" he pointed at a beautiful woman behind him, "…is Ellaria Sand. My Paramour."
He nodded and kissed Ellaria's hand, "Lady Ellaria."
"I'm not a lady, my lord. Just a bastard." The woman said with a proud smile, and he raised an eyebrow.
"I don't see how that makes you any different from any other woman. Or any less worthy of respect."
Ellaria gave him a genuine smile and looked at Oberyn, "I like him." Then she looked at him, "But please call me Ellaria."
"In that case, please call me Domeric." He said.
"Already seducing my woman. How bold of you, Domeric." Oberyn smiled, "I guess you've already met my daughters. Probably even slept with a few of them."
"I'm afraid I'm already in a relationship." He said with a smile, "A girl from the land beyond the wall. If she learns that I've cheated on her, then she might cut my balls off."
Oberyn burst into laughter at that.
"You're different than what I thought you would be, Domeric Bolton. Especially for someone who declares himself Emperor." Oberyn smiled before his smile tapered off, and he started circling him. "I heard you captured and brought the Mountain and Tywin Lannister to us. Do you know what Mountain did to my sister?"
He nodded as he got back off and started circling Oberyn as well. "I know our history. Your sister. She did not deserve what happened to her. The people of King's Landing did not deserve what happened to them either."
Oberyn paused at his care for the smallfolk, but then gave an understanding smile, and continued, "A man of the people, I see. The Mountain. He killed my nephew right in front of my sister. Then he raped her before he cleaved her in two with his giant sword. And even if Gregor Clegane did that himself, he got the order from Tywin Lannister. You've no idea how glad I am you've brought both those men to me. But… in doing it, it seems like you've robbed me of the chance of gaining revenge on my own."
He raised an eyebrow as Oberyn removed his coat and handed it to Ellaria before they circled each other.
"Don't be mistaken. I am truly grateful for what you've done for my family," Oberyn said as he gestured for the guards to bring them weapons. "But I must know if you're truly as good as they say, if I had been able to deal with the Mountain on my own. Domeric Bolton. Let us spar."
He removed the belt from his waist and gave the sheath and the Valyrian sword inside it to Sarella, and took the steel sword from one of the guards while Oberyn took a spear from another guard.
"I understand what you mean. But there's one thing you're mistaken about, Oberyn." He said.
"Oh, please tell me what I'm mistaken about," Oberyn said.
"Please don't treat me like I'm on equal footing with Mountain. Mountain doesn't stand a chance against me in a one-on-one." He said with a mischievous smile.
"It's getting better and better," Oberyn said with an amused smirk.
Domeric flexed his muscles, and they both looked at each other, focused to the point that everything else in the world faded away.
Then Oberyn lunged at him, his spear coiled like a snake and struck with such ferocity that he almost stumbled while parrying it.
And Oberyn was still more than 3 meters away from him.
Truly, the spear had a great reach. And Oberyn was a master at the art of spearsmanship.
They both circled each other once more before Oberyn struck once again.
The thrust was fast and powerful, just like before, but his inhuman speed and reflexes allowed him to parry the spear this time easily.
Domeric might not have been very familiar with Oberyn's style, but thanks to Occlumency, he could analyze it with superhuman precision.
Oberyn didn't let go this time and continued to thrust at him, but he easily parried all the thrusts without losing his cool.
After a dozen thrusts, Oberyn separated from him and looked at him like he was truly seeing him for the first time.
Then Oberyn gave him a blood thirsty smile and lunged once again, except that as soon as Oberyn thrusted his spear, he sidestepped it and caught it in his hand.
When Oberyn pulled the spear, he didn't lessen his grip and went forward with the spear and buried his punch in Oberyn's solar plexus, who let out a wheeze and bent over his hand.
There was silence in the courtyard before Oberyn's grip loosened on the spear, and he fell on all fours, coughing loudly and trying to get in a breath at the same time.
He took the spear, stepped back a few feet, and looked at Oberyn.
A few seconds later, both Sarella and Ellaria were by Oberyn's side. He stood up with their help, his knees still weak and one of his hands still on his diaphragm.
"Are you sure I cannot convince you to sleep with me, Lord Bolton?" Oberyn asked, and he laughed.
Yep. Arianne's lascivious nature definitely came from Oberyn.
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