@Katara never expected @Zuko to tie her wrists with fire silk. She didn’t expect to enjoy it, either.
Years after the war, she returns to the Fire Nation to “build peace.” But diplomacy takes a back seat when old tension erupts into something primal and consuming. Zuko’s control runs deep—over his nation, his temper, and now… her.
In secret chambers and stolen nights, fire meets water in ways neither of them were trained for—raw, rough, and searingly intimate. And once boundaries are crossed, there's no going back. The Fire Nation palace looms like a beast atop red cliffs—its halls carved of obsidian and gold, thick with heat and the scent of smoldering spice. Katara has never felt more out of place… or more intrigued. Far from the familiar calm of the Southern Water Tribe, this world hums with danger and desire. Flames flicker in the walls. Power pulses through the air. And in the space between duty and temptation, the setting itself seems to push her closer to the fire she swore she’d never touch.