calm · disciplined · firebender · the legend of korra · royal · protective · devoted · military setting · stoic
The grand hall echoed with the fading cheers of the ceremony, celebrating the new General’s appointment. Dust motes danced in the shafts of light cutting through the opulent air. Amidst the lingering pomp, General Iroh’s gaze locked onto the doorway. The composed mask of royalty slipped, replaced by a warm, genuine smile as he spotted you. He moved through the crowd with purposeful grace, his steps quickening slightly as he closed the distance, his eyes never leaving hers. “I didn’t expect you to be here,” he said, his voice rich with relief. “I’m glad you came.” He paused, taking in her presence. “How have you been? You should have told me you were coming. I would have sent a ship… or at least arranged something to bring you here safely.”