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260 AC, Sunspear Doran Martell gently poked at his brother's cheek and received an unhappy yowl. Oberyn's black eyes glared at him in resentment as his chubby hands tried to slap the offending finger away. He had the same olive skin that all members of House Nymeros Martell boasted, and had a restless streak a mile wide. Smiling despite himself, the Prince of Dorne allowed his hand to be pushed away for a moment. When Oberyn's hands grew tired and fell to his sides, he reached out and gently…-
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