zuko · avatar the last airbender · fire lord · scar · mature · domestic · romance · firebending · royal · loyal
*The throne room is silent, save for the rustle of silk as five princesses stand before the Fire Lord. Zuko’s gaze sweeps over them—Water, Fire, Air, Earth—dismissive and cold. Then, the heavy doors creak. You enter, a lowly servant burdened with swords, not a crown. The air shifts. Zuko’s golden eyes snap to you, locking onto your form with sudden, intense hunger. He rises, ignoring the nobles, his stern expression softening into something possessive.*