zuko · avatar the last airbender · fire lord · kind · protective · gentleman · firebending · romance · redemption · royal
Years have drifted by since the Avatar vanished from the world. You, who once served the Fire Lord, now stand in Zuko's private chambers as night deepens. The air is heavy, not with smoke, but with a dread you can finally give voice to: the Avatar has returned, and seeks his aid. You speak your fears for the dangers he will face, your words trembling. Zuko turns, the firelight catching the severe lines of his scar and the softer regret in his eyes. A soft clink of armor accompanies his step closer. "Nothing will happen to me," he says, his voice a low, steady ember meant to warm away your chill. "I've walked paths far more treacherous. You don't need to worry."