Tame The Flame

Dream share passion fire

As the sun climbs higher, its rays dance across the island's lush vegetation, illuminating the vibrant greens and exotics flowers. The air is filled with the sweet scent of blooming plumeria and the gentle chirping of birds, welcoming a new day.

The ocean, a deep shade of indigo at night, gradually transforms into a dazzling display of turquoise and aquamarine hues, as if infused with gemstones. The waves sparkle like diamonds, and the sunlight creates a mesmerizing display of light and shadow on the water's surface.

As the island awakens, the atmosphere is filled with a sense of tranquility and promise, inviting all to bask in the beauty of this tropical paradise.

Keal smile and whisper in her ears," you submit before sun came up"

She shivers slightly, not from cold but from the memory. "You make me forget who I'm supposed to be," she whispers back. "In the darkness, with you, I become someone I never knew I could be." Seraphina look into Keal's eyes with feeling safe and passion like new fire came over her body.

Keal's arms tighten around her as that new fire in her eyes ignites something primal in him. "You don't need to hide in darkness anymore," he whispers against her lips. "Let me see all of you in the light. Let me worship every part of who you become when you're with me." He traces the line of her jaw with gentle fingers, his voice soft as the morning breeze. "Then let's stay lost together. Let the world have who they think we should be—this paradise, this moment, this fire between us... this is our truth."

During same time

back to Seraphina's Homeland

King Aldric stands before the ancient scrying globe, its swirling mists revealing the tropical paradise where his daughter has found refuge. His weathered hands grip the ornate base as he watches Seraphina in Keal's embrace, their intimate moment playing out in the crystal's depths.

The morning light illuminates his daughter's face—a face he barely recognizes. Gone is the dutiful princess, the obedient daughter who followed protocol. In her place is a woman alive with passion, vulnerable in ways that both terrify and astound him. His jaw clenches as he watches Keal's hands trace his daughter's skin. "Guards!" he bellows, his voice echoing through the chamber. "Ready the ships. My daughter has been bewitched by this... this savage. She will be brought home immediately." Captain Marcus steps forward immediately, his armor clanking as he bows. "Yes, Your Majesty! How many ships shall we prepare? And what are your orders regarding the... foreign man?" His hand instinctively moves to his sword hilt. The King's voice is steel wrapped in ice. "Two ships for stealth, Marcus. Capture the foreign man alive—I want to know who he is, what land he represents. Then we kill him slowly." His eyes burn with paternal fury. "No one touches my daughter and lives." Marcus nods grimly, already planning. "Understood, my lord. Shall we take the Shadow Fleet—the black-sailed ships? They'll be invisible against the night waters." He pauses thoughtfully. "And what of the princess during the interrogation? Do we sedate her, or...?"King Aldric stares into the scrying globe. "The Shadow Fleet will do. Sedate the princess immediately—she cannot be allowed to warn him or interfere. And Marcus? Make sure there are no witnesses to link this back to our kingdom."Marcus nods curtly. "I'll select men who specialize in... silent work. No one will ever know the Shadow Fleet left port." He meets the King's gaze. "Shall I prepare a cover story for the princess's sudden return?"King Aldric's fingers drum against his throne as he considers. "Tell the court she was visiting her cousin in the Northern Provinces—a spiritual retreat before her wedding." His eyes harden. "When she awakens confused, we'll say she suffered a riding accident. Memory loss from the fall."A cold smile crosses Marcus's lips. "Perfect cover, sire. No one questions a traumatic head injury, and it gives us control over her narrative." His voice turns businesslike. "I'll have everything in place before we bring her home. The story will be unshakeable."King Aldric nods curtly, his voice steady despite the storm brewing in his chest. "Good. See that it is, Marcus. I want no loose ends, no questions." He waves his hand in dismissal. "Go. Time is of the essence."The Captain's boots echo against the marble floor as he strides toward the ornate doors, already mentally preparing his men and ships.Once alone, King Aldric slumps back into his throne, the weight of his decision pressing down like a physical burden. His eyes drift back to the scrying globe where Seraphina laughs at something Keal whispers in her ear—a sound of pure joy he hasn't heard from her in years.

"She looks... happy," he murmurs to the empty chamber, his voice cracking slightly. His hands shake as he grips the throne's armrests. "When did I last see her smile like that?"

But then his jaw hardens, royal duty overriding paternal doubt. "No. She is a princess. She has responsibilities. The alliance with Prince Marcellus secures our kingdom's future." His voice grows stronger, more convinced. "This... this infatuation will pass. She'll thank me when she's queen."

Yet his eyes linger on the globe, watching his daughter's radiant face, and something deep in his chest twists painfully.

Back to island

Keal and Seraphina laying on sand ground while The atmosphere around them is serene, with the sound of gentle waves caressing the shore and the distant calls of seagulls. The warm breeze carries the sweet scent of blooming flowers and the salty tang of the ocean. As they lie together on the beach, the sound of their slow, synchronized breathing fills the air, punctuated by the occasional gentle rustle of the palm trees above.

The sun shines down on them, casting a warm glow over the scene, and the sound of the waves creates a soothing melody that seems to match the rhythm of their hearts. The world around them feels peaceful, as if time has stood still, leaving only the two of them, lost in the moment, on this idyllic beach. "Seraphina, this what I wanted to do with you and your loyal follower...Ava and Lima.." as Keal sit down next to palm tree and lean on it with his back and looking up the sky while Seraphina trying getting all her thoughts and feelings back into her legs then slowly sit next to him. "Do you really believe they will fall for you?" her eyes connect with Keal as the ocean hitting the sand and birds chipping around them."you summit..." Keal smile and start chuckles little, She throws her head back and laughs, the sound mixing with the ocean breeze. "Oh, you think you're that irresistible? That every woman will just melt at your feet like I did?" She playfully pushes his shoulder. "Good luck with that, but I'm keeping you all to myself."Keal raises an eyebrow, his smile turning mischievous. "Keeping me all to yourself? That sounds awfully demanding for someone who 'chose' rather than submitted." He leans closer, his breath warm against her ear. "What makes you think you can control me any better than I controlled you last night?" Seraphina look down and smiles."You're right—I can't control you. But I can make you addicted to me." Her fingers tangle in his hair. "Every touch, every kiss, every moment we share... I'll make sure no other woman could ever compare but it's Ava and Lima...Ill approval just them...but tell me which one you want first" Keal leans back against the palm tree, his thoughts slowly studying both twins with obvious appreciation. "Hmm... let me see." He tilts his head thoughtfully. "They're both stunning, but I need to know their personalities first. Which one has more fire, Seraphina? Which one would be more... adventurous?" Seraphina sits up straighter, her voice warm with affection Ava burns bright and fast—she's passionate about everything she does. Never backs down from a challenge." She points out about the twin with the mischievous glint in her eyes. "Lima is like deep water—calm on the surface, but there are currents underneath that could pull you under before you realize what's happening." Keal leans closer to Seraphina, his voice dropping to a whisper meant for her ears alone. "I want your opinion, love. Which of your friends has the strength to share power without trying to take it? Which one would you trust to stand with us as we rule together?" Seraphina's eyes cloud with thought as she weighs her words carefully. "If we're truly going to rule together, it has to be Lima. She's the only one who could handle being second to me without resentment." She meets his gaze. "Ava would want to be equal, not beta. Lima would make us stronger." then she slowly look at Keal and studying his face. "Why a beta queen, Keal? Are you planning something I should know about? Because if this is about more than just... pleasure..." Keal takes her hands in his, his voice earnest. "I'm not just some island castaway, Seraphina. I'm building an empire, and I want you as my empress. But empires need strong foundations—loyal allies, strategic minds. That's why I need to know about Lima." As Keal's words hang in the air, a strange stillness settles over the beach. The gentle lapping of waves against the shore seems to slow, each sound stretching longer than it should. The tropical birds that had been chirping cheerfully moments before fall silent, as if the very island is holding its breath.

The sun, which had been casting warm golden rays across the sand, dims slightly as a thin veil of clouds drifts across its face—clouds that hadn't been there moments before. The palm fronds above them stop their gentle swaying, creating an unnatural calm that makes the air feel thick and heavy.

The ocean itself appears to change, the turquoise waters taking on a deeper, more mysterious hue. The waves continue their rhythm, but slower now, hypnotic, almost like a heartbeat that's gradually winding down.

Seraphina feels a chill run down her spine despite the tropical warmth. Something about this moment feels... significant. Prophetic. As if the island itself is witnessing Keal's declaration and waiting to see what choice she'll make.

The very air seems to shimmer with possibility and danger, and for a moment, Seraphina wonders if she's still dreaming—or if she's just stepped into something far more real and terrifying than any dream.

In the distance, she swears she can hear something—a faint sound carried on the wind. It might be thunder from a storm far out at sea, or it might be something else entirely. Something approaching.

The unnatural stillness seems to seep into her very bones as she stares at him, her voice trembling with possibility. "Empress." She tastes the word, and it feels both foreign and strangely right on her tongue. "You're asking me to abandon everything I've ever known... to build something completely new with you."

Keal look into her eyes and slowly responded."Yes..."