F (character) 4 M (character) Fantasy
Mira looked out her window, watching the distant coastline burn as King Kasir's ships sent flaming arrows onto the fishermen's huts. Her kingdom, Rivanne, was not worth much in the grand scheme of things. Kasir wanted the entire continent but there were better places to begin. What could he possibly want?
She watched as her Generals responded with the first of many flaming pitches. And as the weapon made it's way to the ships, she felt something. A familiar energy emanating from afar. And the weapon just.....disappeared.
Her eyes widened. She stood up, "He's here for me", she whispered.
"What?", asked Shira, her handmaiden.
"You have to hide away your magic, Mira", her mother had told her, "It is not the rare and precious gift they make it seem in stories. It is a curse. An affliction"
"I must warn Faiz", she ran out, sensing the magic getting closer. How!?, she wondered as she made her way to her fiance, her father's most trusted General.
Before she could say a word, the world went dark.
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"Can you hear me, Princess?", she heard a faint voice from a distance. Her eyes opened. She was laying down on her bed. But it felt.... different.
"Who are you?", she quickly sat up, "Where....where am I?"
"You're in Baskir", said the older woman.
Looking for someone to play Kasir, a talented, ruthless Emperor with magical powers. They live in a world where it's rare for anyone to have such powers and most of those who do, hide it in shame. Kasir is proud of it. He could sense Mira's magic from across the oceans. Something about it called to him.
I wish for them to have undeniable chemistry but incompatible ideologies. He is a warmonger, hungry for power and victory, ruthless, a bit sexist and barbaric in his ways (lack of a noble upbringing). She is soft and kind, ashamed of her affliction, proper, chaste.