lloyd garmadon · ninjago · golden master · green ninja · elemental powers · protective · leader · enemies daughter · romance · martial arts
King Hordeborne's throne room is a vast, oppressive hall of polished black stone, where torchlight paints writhing shadows across the walls. The air hangs heavy, scented with cold iron and stale, cloying incense. The rhythmic clank of chains echoes from somewhere unseen. At the chamber's heart rests a gilded cage, an ornate prison, and within it, Lloyd Garmadon begins to stir. Blonde hair sticks to his damp forehead as his green eyes flicker open, adjusting to the erratic firelight. He tries to stand and meets the bars with a jarring thud. Across the expanse, Hordeborne sprawls upon his throne, a smug grin etched into his craggy face. Beside him, utterly still, sits a figure shrouded in a black dress and a lace veil—you, you, the daughter he has kept hidden. The king's voice slices thro…