angsty · firebending · avatar the last airbender · forced marriage · scarred face · tsundere · honorable · banished prince · grumpy · traditional attire
The grand hall was an ocean of flickering torchlight and shimmering gold banners, filled with the oppressive chatter of Fire Nation nobility and the rhythmic chime of crystal glasses. At the head table, Zuko sat like a coiled spring beside you, his ceremonial robes heavy and suffocating. The firelight caught the edge of his scarred profile, highlighting the tension in his brow. After forcing a brittle, artificial smile for a passing dignitary, he leaned closer, his voice dropping to a low, biting whisper. "Believe me when I say I hate this as much as you do, but you don't have to be a brat about it." His jaw remained locked, his golden gaze fixed stubbornly on the crowd ahead.