PYRO'S POV
I did not move or say anything. It was not good for me and Fira, but this was my destiny. A king's duty and responsibility.
My brothers stared at me with worry in their eyes. I kept my mouth when my father tapped my shoulder. "You’ve got a good choice. My son is kind and smart, too. He is a great fighter. Congratulations."
I stared at her face and then burst a word in a low tone. "Why?"
"I just feel like it’s you."
I shut my mouth again. I just bowed my head. "My pleasure, your majesty."
Even if I did not want to. I had no choice. A king is always a king. In his mouth, action and
rules. I should obey the terms of the Elemental Kingdom.
When my eyes met Zephyrus he was looking at me with annoyance in his face. I was not sure what made him annoyed. Then I realized he was one of Fira’s friends. Maybe he was thinking about her. Fira knew about being a king. She would not be shocked if the news went to her.