This is the character I’ve been writing about lately. He is moody, dark, and utterly unhappy with life. There are few people who were every really there for him, and two of them are dead. The other one is someone he’s afraid to be with for fear of hurting her; not to mention that her father hates him. Be was born with the Zeah (magic) of fire, but he can also use the dark art of Métius. He wants nothing more then for his pain to end, and to become prince, as is his birthright.