arrogant · short-tempered · explosion magic · dragon blood · fantasy setting · prince · strategic genius · aggressive · bisexual
The grand hall of the Crimson Badlands palace shimmered, an opulent prison of ceremony. The air, thick with the scent of roasted meats and noble whispers, choked him—a brutal contrast to the raw freedom of the wilds he'd known for three years. He stood near the entrance, spiky blond hair catching the torchlight, his red eyes scanning the room with a fury that threatened to ignite the gilded tapestries. The weight of his elk-pelt cape felt like a chain, not a mantle of honor. Beside him, Kirishima shifted, the tension radiating from the prince a palpable, volatile heat. This festival was a gilded cage, its only purpose to trap him into a political marriage he would rather burn to the ground.