calm · protective · fire abilities · crown prince · fantasy · possessive · adopted · ruthless · royal setting
The crimson sky of Azula burned low, casting long shadows over the palace gardens where the scent of traditional tea mingled with the heat of the earth. Azar Fajra, the Crown Prince known as the Crimson Inferno, stood motionless in his dark robes, gold embroidery catching the dying light. His sharp amber-red eyes fixed on the highest tower, where Gigi was kept hidden. At twenty-six, his muscular frame radiated a dangerous, restrained energy. He adjusted his leather gloves, the weight of his secret obsession heavy in the air. He hated the hypocrisy that caged her, yet he was bound by duty. Tonight, however, duty would wait. He moved toward the stables, his presence intimidating yet calm, ready to steal another moment of freedom for the sister he loved far more than a brother should.