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Hey guys 👋 hope you enjoy the story.
My writing schedule will be bad due to course work and stuff but I'll be trying to update every few weeks.
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The shadows flickered on walls of the throne room. The scent of the charred wood and burning oils filling the room with a gentle yet distinct smell.
On the throne sat Lord Ozai, the fire lord. He sat there with a firm expression as he looked down at the one kneeling infront of him, head lowered to not displease him.
"Raise your head" he said in a cold and demanding tone. His back pressed against the back of his chair imposing his figure as he looked down his nose skeptically.
The boy raised his head, the loose strands of hair not in his up knot flowing to the sides and back of his head. His forehead was exposed revealing a marking, it was a vertical eye with three waving spikes on either side.
The boy held a composed demeanor. His eyes grazed over the space between his feet and the fire lord as he looked at the man, not looking in his eyes but instead looking to the general area.
"Look me in my eyes boy" the fire lord said in slight audible frustration but his features remained stoic, if not hardening a little at the boys supposed cowardice.
"Are you the Jashin that general Bujing recommended? You don't seem nearly as impressive as he said you'd be..." Ozai said as he relaxed his posture with a sigh, resting his head on his closed fist, leaning on the armrests.
Jashin placed his fist within his palm infront of him and bowed his head. "My apologies Fire Lord Ozai for not meeting your expectations, I am indeed the Jashin General Bujing spoke of," he said looking Ozai in his eyes.
Ozai kissed his teeth us slight annoyance. "I am sure you're aware of my son's banishment. Due to his incompatible nature, my daughter will take his place as my heir" he said matter-of-factly, as if he wasn't talking about his own children.
"I have to secure the mantle and an heir is necessary for that. She needs to be protected incase enemies of our great fire nation or even greed ridden usurper attempt an attack..." the Fire Lord said as he stood up and looked down on Jashin even more.
His body and features darkened, becoming an almost complete silhouette due to the intensity of the rooms flames blazing to that of an inferno.
Jashin held firm but his demeanor began to break as his face began to sweat. He still kept his eyes trained on the Fire Lord's own.
"That is where you come in, boy... you will protect my heir, you will give your body and life to stop even a drop of her blood from spilling. You will be nothing more than a glorified shield in the case of an assassination. You may go hungry, you may go thirsty, and you may go sleepless in order to fulfill your duties..."
The Fire Lord paused for a brief second and the intensity of the flames rose with his next line.
"Are willing?"
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"Ugh, I don't need a guard, much less a child" a teenage girl said as she sat at her desk looking to the boy who kneeled infront of her, no older than her. The boy was Jashin but with the addition of a head band covering his marking.
"It is a duty entrusted to me by the Fire Lord himself, so it is my duty to guard and serve you Princess Azula" Jashin stated as he started to rise from his kneeling position.
"Who said you can stand?" Azula snapped at the boy.
Jashin immediately dropped back down to his knee and lowered his head, "my apologies Princess Azula."
She scoffed at his lack of a back bone.
"Do you have no pride, you are a member of the fire nation, where are your guts. To think my father thinks you can protect me" she said in a disgusted tone.
Jashin spoke up, "what will it take for you to accept the Fire Lord's decision?"
Azula hummed and thought for a second before a sadistic grin plastered her face. She looked at the boy and held her hand out in a scissors like motion.
"Hair is a symbol of pride in the fire nation, to wear it up indicates status... cut it..." she said as her grin spread more.
Jashin sighed. He raised a blade that he kept at his side above his head. He held his up knot. The meaning of it ran through his mind, the fact he has won battles, his acceptance among others like him, the training he had to endure...
He brought the blade to bundle of hair ready to slice through all of it.
"What do you think you're doing?" Azula said, her smile faltering. Jashin paused and looked at her, 'of course she wasn't serious' he thought, sighing in relief at being able to keep the little pride he had left.
Azula raised her hand again.
"I meant cut it all off. You'll obey, right?" Azula alluringly said with an innocent smile as she made the scissors motion again.
Jashin's eyes went wide and then he grit his teeth. He raised to his feet. His facade of perfect obedience shattered for a moment. His eyes narrowed in rage at the spoiled brat before him.
"HOW DARE SOME POMPOUS PRINCESS ORDER ME TO FORSAKE MY PRIDE" Jashin shouted in rage but then his face paled in the realisation of what he just did.
He immediately kneeled, "my apologies Princess, I mea-" his forceful apologies were cut of by Azula.
She chuckled, "'pompous princess' I've never been called that before, so you do have at least a little pride after all" she said as her chuckling devolved into a full blown belly laugh.
Jashin looked on in confusion, still not grasping the situation before him. There was no trace of her sadistic nature in that moment, just the joyous nature of a regular kid, not that Jashin could tell.
Azula stopped and wiped a stray tear from her eye, "you may stand, you may act as my guard but that by no means means I need your protection... and if you would fail to obey me in the future..." her expression became calculative and distant "you'll lose your life."
Jashin gulped due to the dryness the previous scene caused for his mouth. He took a deep breath and said in a bit of a daze, "does that mean I can stand?"
Azula grinned hearing his bumbling question.
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Author:
Howdy guys 👋🤠
This chapter is mainly to set up the premise of the series, which is a princess-servant romance with action and fantasy elements.
This story will be a monogamous relationship. While I'm not opposed to harems it needs to make thematic sense for me otherwise my immersion's broken.
I'll try keeping things as Canon as possible but I may make mistakes in Canon knowledge so feel free to correct me. The characters will be aged up a bit.
See ya on the flip side my chums and well-wishers. 🙏please come back later 🙇