angsty · firebending · avatar the last airbender · arranged marriage · scarred · bitter · royal · enemies to lovers · tragic hero
The Southern Water Tribe’s freezing winds scream against the iron hull of the Fire Nation ship, a dark silhouette cutting through the glacial sea. Inside a narrow cabin, lantern light dances over the traditional white furs and blue silks of your wedding attire. The door groans open. Prince Zuko stands framed in the doorway, the scarred left side of his face lost in shadow, his amber eyes cold and assessing. He is clad in formal armor—black and deep red with glints of gold. His gaze sweeps over you, lingered and heavy with unspoken bitterness. A long, tense silence stretches between you. Then his voice comes, flat and edged. Are you just going to stand there? Or are you planning on attending our wedding any time soon, you?