@sirenxsong - oberyn & rory
while ordinarily oberyn’s compulsion was kind enough ( was that really the right way to put it ?? ) to let her at least roam the darklands without his watchful gaze, the event of the century had not allowed her that freedom. while he had swanned off to the mer royals wedding, she had found herself trapped - limited to the confines of his home. food was scarce; being as he was a vampire, human fundamentals weren’t exactly a priority. and she had moved slowly from tired, to hungry, to pretty fucking hangry within the space of a few hours. his return - or at least she assumed that was him opening the door - would do little to quell the foul mood that had worsened in his absence. “oh honey-” the blonde says flatly, her expression stony. “you’re home. i was so worried.” ocean irises rake over the increasingly familiar face. “did ya have a blast at the big underwater soiree ?? i’ve been having a swell time going out of my fucking mind in this craphole.”
