House of The Dragon-A God Amongst Men

(Third Person POV)

"You stupid, stupid, stupid bitch!!!!" Oren Martell bellowed as he punched Elia in the face again, "How dare you bring that thing over!!!" 

Elia stumbled into the wall, "Oren..." She managed, "I....." 

"Brother, enough!" Tyene Martell exlaimed as she was held back by a guard, "Please!" 

The Princess was wearing an orange dress while her hair was combed straight, some jewelry was adorned on her to make her look more beautiful than she was. She looked much older than she was when she first met Drakken, growing into a beautiful young woman. 

Oren glared at her, "Do you want the same?!" 

"Leave her alone!" Elia exclaimed, "L-Leave her be! Tyene, I am fine." 

"No, you're not!" Tyene exclaimed, "Please, enough of this, sister! Just....I can't bear you getting hurt!" 

"It is fine...." Elia said, "Our brother is angry, that is all." 

"Angry, is that it?!" Oren exclaimed, "Angry?! You brought that thing over to our home, it could have killed us all!!!!" 

"You are angry...." Elia said with a glare, "That you are a pathetic coward.....who clings to the very last bit of power...he possibly could...." 

Oren walked up to her and smacked her again, "You stupid bitch." He said as she stumbled to the ground, "I will have your nails ripped off if you speak to me like that again." 

"No..." Tyene sobbed, "Please.....stop it, brother....please...." 

"Shut up!" Oren told her

"Exploit..us.....all you want, Oren..." Elia said softly as she looked up at him, "But.....the truth won't change. You are weak....you don't deserve to rule Dorne....." 

"And you do?" Oren exclaimed

"I did things for the sake of my people....that is all that matters to me!" Elia exclaimed, "I don't want our people to die....at the hands of someone who can actually make it happen!! The Great Storm was just a glimpse of Drakken's wrath! You know that!" 

Oren crouched down and clutched her by the chin, "We do not bend....we do not bow!!!" He shouted, "What you did was a disgrace!!" 

"Just like you did the same with Jaehaerys Targaryen!" She said with anger in her voice, "And guess what he did.....he submitted to Drakken!! House Targaryen may be the Crown, but House Drakkengard is the greatest power in the Realm....and perhaps the world! Is it so wrong of me to think of our people's future? He will destroy everything and everyone! He does not care about us if we resist, he will reduce us to ground bone that mixes with the sands of our land! We are nothing to him....unless we come to terms with him.....and you are too weak and proud to realize that....." 

"Weak? I am weak???" He said, "I survived his wrath, I am anything but weak!" 

"You survived because he allowed it...." Elia managed, "You.....are not fit to rule Dorne...not anymore...what good is a ruler if all they'll do is succumb our people to their deaths?" 

"What good is a ruler that will submit to our oppressors?!" Oren shouted, "What good is a ruler that will disgrace tradition?!' 

"We allow.....the worship of many religions..." Elia said softly, "This.....is our tradition, Oren....to allow the Trinity....to have influence....." 

"And destroy the other religions..." Oren said, "Over my dead bod-" 

"You don't look too good." A voice said

The moment he heard the voice, Oren Martell widened his eyes and froze, just after he let go of Elia. His entire body began to ache in pain; the burning sensation of the lightning scorching his body was vivid in his mind. Countless hours of being tortured in the Dark Shade, all of those memories suddenly flowed back into Oren's mind. 

He straightened up and slowly turned to see that Drakekn was standing in the middle of the room, everyone simply stared at him with a shocked expression. 

"Y-You..." Oren said with a tone of fear and disbelief

Drakken smirked slightly, "Me." He said as he raised his hand, "Long time, Prince of The Sands." 

In a quick gesture, all of the guards that were in the room were slammed against the wall, knocking them unconscious. Tyene was jerked away from the one who held her and she stumbled forwards. 

"Ah...." She said, "It's you...!" 

Drakken walked over to Oren and he immediately grabbed him by the wrist, "Hm." He said, "I do miss torturing you, Oren." 

Suddenly, his entire body was electrocuted by red lightning, smoke filling the room as he shouted out in pain. His entire body collapsed to the ground as Drakken still held him by the wrist, a slight smirk on his face. 

"Aghhh!!!" Oren managed as the electrocution stopped, "HHHGHHHHH" 

"There you go..." Drakken let go of him as he collapsed completely, "Well...." 

He looked at Elia and pulled out a letter from his pocket, tossing it to her and as the paper slowly floated down to her, Elia simply stared at Drakken. 

"Drakken..." she said softly

"I got your letter." He said with a smirk, "Let's talk." 

Tyene looked at Elia, "S-Sister, you...." She said, "You reached out to him???" 

Elia looked at the letter, "I....I did not think you would come so soon." She said, "I....." 

"Make no mistake." Drakken said, "I am not going to stop destroying the Red Cult. If those who worship the Faith wish to surrender, so be it. The law that allows that and the Trinity to coexist. But if the Faith worshippers resist, my Duskguard will dominate them." 

Elia looked up at him, "That is...." 

"The Red God....." Drakken said, "I want no worship of that one here in Dorne.....or the Seven Kingdoms. I feel an inkling of its presence and I will erase it with unrelenting fury, do I make myself clear?" 

"Urrrghh....." Oren managed, "You....." 

Drakken kicked him in the stomach, sending him sliding across the floor, "Shut up." He said, "I am not speaking to you." 

Elia slowly stood up, "I...." She said, "I will see what I can do....what of the fighting?" 

"If the Houses don't stop, I don't guarantee anything." Drakken looked at her, "But....if you are willing to surrender and the Houses that follow will be spared. It is that simple....but like I said, the Red Cult dies." 

"I will send letters...." She said, "Across Dorne...." 

Drakken took a step forwards and reached for her cheek, gently rubbing her bruise with his furled finger, "Hm..." He said, "Such a pretty face....yet ruined...by this pathetic worm...." 

Elia closed her eyes, "It is nothing..." She said, "I endure any kind of pain for the sake of my people." 

"Is that so?" Drakken asked, "Well...." 

"Just so you know..." Elia opened her eyes and looked at him, "The Tyroshi-" 

"They're dealt with." Drakken said, "Don't worry about that. And look at this one.....amazing, she's grown to be quite the woman, eh?" 

He looked at Tyene who was still shocked at what had happened. 

"I...." She said softly, "Uhm...." 

Drakken smirked slightly, "Stick to your sister and you shall be safe." He said, "As for your brother..." 

"I will deal with him."