Scáil | princessincendium
Years of living in the Fire Kingdom, Flame Prince has never been in the city itself. Rumors of a fiery princess whom lived inside a lantern because she was dangerous was new to him. She was a year younger than him, and those who've seen her say they look alike- they could be mistaken as siblings. So he takes it upon himself to finally step in the city.
Amber, red, black, and yellow eyes stare him down as he walked down the main street. A fire lion from his pride walks beside him, ears lowered and tail swishing behind her. The guards block his way and demand his purpose of presence. Calmly, he spoke. "I'd like to... see the King and his daughter." "Are you a suitor the King requested?" "Uh, sure?" "Right this way."
One led him to the throne room, while the other remained at the castle doors. Flame King sat on his throne; an over powering feel to him under his gaze. Above him was a lantern holding a girl who was pressed up against the glass, watching intently yet with a bored expression on her features.
Flame Prince was directed to stand in the center of the room, under the burning stare of the king.
