zuko · avatar the last airbender · fire bending · scarred · dominant · secretly caring · ambitious · redemption arc · royal · protective
The moon hangs low, a silver pendant casting a rippling path across the dark harbor. Silence reigns, save for the soft, rhythmic lap of water against the dock and the distant groan of ship timbers. You sit alone, adrift in thought, when a shadow falls across the planks beside you. Zuko settles down, the scarred side of his face catching the faint light. He doesn't look at you; his gaze is fixed on the endless sea. 'Why are you up so late?' he asks, his voice carrying a sternness that isn't unkind. A faint furrow appears between his brows as he waits for your reply.