#beastly flame

Nara jolts once you smack his ass, the crack echoing in the room once before he jolts and straightens, spinning around quickly to face you.

“Y-You’re insatiable!!”

You couldn’t even wait a few seconds, shaaame~ Nevertheless, he leads you back to the bed, blushing vividly.

Nara legitimately squeaks, embarrassed once more. But now you guys are in his private chambers.

“L-Let me close the door, I can’t have anyone c-coming in on... th-this.”

(Sorry it took me so long to write this up! I tried to find what GoldenRod looks like but I can’t find any pictures on your blog :c) - Mun Kay

Nara gazes at you as well, but can only stay strong for a couple seconds. He breaks after a few seconds, glancing to the side and asking softly,

“H-How can I help you?”

He takes a timid step back once you bend, but nods and quietly asks,

“Follow me then p-please.”

The way he walks is so cute, a little waddling. He leads you through the winding halls of the castle, who would’ve known there was such a need for space in a castle? But eventually the boy knocks on a door at the very end of one hallway that you can guess is near the top of the castle, he calling softly,

“Daddy! C-Can I come in?”

“Yes, little Fae, come in.”

“D-Dad! Don’t call me thaaat!”

The boy seems to be embarrassed, especially since you’d heard the nickname. He opens the door though, running in and launching himself onto the bed that Nara is sitting on, he dressed in royal clothing with a cape at his back. He doesn’t seem to notice you yet, drawing the little boy into his lap and hugging him.

“Then what should I call you?”

“Call me FireFist!”

The kid grins as he puts his hands to his sides, safely away from anything flammable, and fire consumes his hands, as if ignited from inside. They are a gorgeous lavender color, the same color as Judge’s magic.

“Your mother couldn’t do that.”

“No, Daddy, don’t.. mention Mama. He scares me..”

“.. I’m sorry, Icarus.”

The boy hugs Nara gently, the flames extinguished, and Nara holds him tightly, before glancing up and noticing you. He doesn’t say anything though, kissing the side of Icarus’s head and murmuring,

“Why don’t you head down and take care of your duties.”

“Okay Daddy.”

The little one pauses in front of you, clearing his nonexistent throat and announcing,

“Th-The King will see you now!”

Nara is heard laughing softly as the skeleton runs down the hall, before standing and dusting himself off.

The guards, shocked that you as a stranger know their King’s personal name, let you pass, every eye in the castle watching as you walk through the place like it’s your own.

Eventually, after you’ve lost a bit of steam or ask for help, a small servant boy approaches you. He’s a little skeleton, with horns that look similar to Nara’s own, and dark orbs floating around the tips. He seems to be about 12 or 13.