Greene's voice sounded: "Prince Martell, if you want to play, you can try waking up Lord Tyrion."
Prince Oberyn also stood up: "Duke Green, my desire for revenge has not diminished for a single day, and I believe you will help me."
He said, enunciating each word clearly: "You will help me utterly destroy Lannister."
Upon hearing this, Greene couldn't help but let out a "heh." He turned to face Prince Oberyn for a moment and said: "And then?"
He scoffed: "Is House House Martell planning to seize King Joffrey's Iron Throne? When will I see Dornish soldiers attacking King's Landing, in another sixteen years?"
Prince Oberyn's face darkened: "Greene Crabb, do you still remember Varys?"
Seeing no reaction from Greene, he continued: "I heard that you secretly entered King's Landing and personally killed this Master of Whisperers who served three kings, before you contacted the Lannister and Tyrell alliance."
Greene moved his steps, standing in front of the lounge chair, examining the unconscious Tyrion, and said: "Is it your sleeping wine?"
Prince Oberyn's smile was slightly pleased: "So your true strength lies in your outstanding wisdom. I should have met you sooner, Duke Green."
He shrugged: "But it's not too late now."
After a pause, Greene shook his head slightly. He looked at the Red Viper and said: "This isn't a big problem for me."
He pointed to Tyrion: "When he wakes up, he's still a Lannister."
"Of course."
Prince Oberyn's lips curved: "I'm actually more interested in why you would risk killing that eunuch. Perhaps… the omnipresent Spider got information that forced you to take such a risk?"
The candlelight flickered, and the golden nose on Tyrion's face and the golden sword hilt at his waist gleamed, causing Greene's lips to curve slightly.
After a moment of silence, Greene looked at Prince Oberyn again, a hint of confusion in his voice: "And then? Please continue."
Seeing Greene still calm, Prince Oberyn rubbed his head as if in pain, and sighed.
Clink, clink, clink. He picked up the wine jug and poured two glasses of wine. He picked up one glass and took a sip, then walked over and handed the other glass to Greene.
"summer red, brought from Dorne."
Greene reached out and took it: "Thank you."
Prince Oberyn smiled slightly, took another sip of wine, and said: "My brother is cautious, but I am not. I once traveled to Braavos to meet Ser Willem Darry, who was protecting King Viserys and Princess Daenerys, and signed a secret agreement under the witness of the Sealord of Braavos—that when Viserys returned to the Seven Kingdoms to reclaim the Iron Throne, Dorne would raise an army to support him, and he would marry Princess Arianne Martell (Prince Doran's eldest daughter and heir) as his queen."
He gazed at Greene: "Later, I suddenly received news that Viserys was dead and Daenerys was missing. I immediately went to investigate myself, and then I gathered intelligence that Crabb's ships had been seen nearby. If it weren't for my brother's summons… I think Qarth (the city where Viserys died) would have given me more."
The smile on his face deepened: "Did Varys die because he uncovered intelligence that Crabb, loyal to Dowager Queen Lannister, was secretly supporting Targaryen?"
After a pause, Prince Oberyn raised his glass in a gesture: "We are actually both supporters of Targaryen. We are not enemies. Lannister is our common enemy, Duke Green."
With the hand behind his back, Greene's thumb gently rubbed his index finger. Holding the wine glass, he sighed slightly: "May the Gods bless Targaryen."
Prince Oberyn's eyes flashed, and he said: "Do you know how Viserys died? Who killed him?"
Greene shook his head and said: "According to my investigation… he died in an accidental fire, but I'm not very sure."
The Red Viper's gaze was fixed on Greene's expression. He suddenly said: "Did Daenerys tell you?"
Upon hearing this, Greene immediately became alert: "I don't know where she is."
Prince Oberyn's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said: "We should protect her together; she is the last Targaryen, after all."
Bloodshot veins appeared in his eyes: "You alone can't hide it for long; she needs more people's protection."
"Please let me think…"
Clang! The wine glass in Greene's hand slipped, spilling the crimson summer red everywhere.
After a pause, Greene, as if suddenly realizing something, spoke with anger in his usually steady voice: "Are you playing a trick, Red Viper?"
Prince Oberyn couldn't help but reveal a triumphant smile, but it quickly vanished.
He patted Greene's arm reassuringly: "I have to admit… at your age, I have never seen anyone smarter than you… In fact, I have been to Qarth, but I collected too much information about Daenerys's whereabouts there, and none of it seemed false, but now I can confirm… this was a smokescreen you deliberately left."
Greene's anger had not subsided: "Martell, then how did you guess it was me?"
"Perhaps it was some kind of divine mercy."
Prince Oberyn shrugged and said: "While passing near Dragonstone, I met a pirate friend of mine. He once followed Stannis's fleet south to Storms End, and he saw a small fleet flying the Marigold banner during their voyage (Chapter 211)… Well, he told me unintentionally, so I said it was the Gods' mercy."
Seeing a look of suspicion on Greene's face, he spread his hands: "A coincidental location, plus a coincidental time, I don't believe there are so many coincidences. I started to take an interest in you. Of course, you also have to add tonight's unexpected gain—the intelligence that Varys was killed by you. I can only say it was the Gods' blessing."
He shrugged again: "Actually, I don't usually pray to the Gods much."
Greene murmured: "It truly is the Gods' blessing."
The anger had left his face: "Prince Oberyn, I'd like to hear your proposal."
Prince Oberyn drained the wine in his glass, then threw the silver goblet onto the Myr rug. His melancholic face turned serious: "I hope Daenerys stays in the safer Sunspear, and my brother's eldest daughter and heir, Arianne Martell, marries you. From now on, Martell and Crabb will be the firmest allies."
"Give me some time to consider…"
Greene thought for a moment, then suddenly turned to look at Tyrion in the lounge chair and said: "Does this person need to be silenced?"
Prince Oberyn replied as if joking: "No need, he's practically half-dead now. He won't remember anything he said to me when he wakes up."
Upon hearing this, Greene withdrew his gaze, paused, then looked towards the bed.
Although Greene said nothing, Prince Oberyn understood the meaning Greene was conveying.
The Red Viper hid the impatience on his face and also turned his head to look at the sleeping beauty Ellaria on the bed: "Don't worry, my lo…"
Splat!
The corner of Prince Oberyn's eye caught a flash of gold, and then… his eyes widened, filled with disbelief, as he stared down blankly at the golden snake sword hilt protruding from his chest.
"You…" The scarlet blood bubbles constantly emerging from his mouth prevented him from speaking.
With a thud, Prince Oberyn soon fell heavily.
After a long while, Greene walked over and pulled out the "Viper" dagger plunged into Prince Oberyn's chest.
Then, he placed the blood-stained dagger… into Tyrion's hand.
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