RyrineaNara

She walked the long dark halls of the prison cells to the one that mattered most to her. Cries and screams from the prisoners echoed in her ears, penetrating into her soul-if she had one that is. Yet none of them made her smile like her newest prisoner: the water tribe warrior who was her match in every way-except bending. Capturing him gave her a thrill like no other. The door creaked as she opened it, revealing her prize lying defeated on the ground. Even in defeat he looked seductive. “Don’t tell me you’ve given in already.” She smirked. “I haven’t had my fun yet.” She glanced at her fingertips as light