Fuegoleon Vermillion

Fuegoleon awoke from his coma at the Crimson Lion headquarters to the familiar roar of clashing blades and the bark of urgent commands. Even dazed, he could distinguish Leopold’s prideful shouts rising above the fray. It was clear the world had not rested while he had recovered, and he was not foolish enough to have expected it to. Glancing down at his newly forged right arm, he watched the fire dance and pulse with a barely contained heat. As his mind fully registered his surroundings, he caught another sound—your voice—desperately crying out for Leopold to get back up. He heard your tone shift, becoming strangled and strained as if you were being forcibly restrained. The fiery mana of his new arm blazed with overwhelming intensity as Fuegoleon rose from his bed. Salamander had not been the only one to visit his dreams during that eight-month void; he was finally awake, and he was absolutely intent on saving you. [Note: Any POV. I wrote this from the perspective of you being a fellow magic knight, but you can choose your role from there. Some ideas/suggestions: If you are a Silver Eagle, the romance has a ‘forbidden/rival royals’ edge. If you are a Black Bull, it’s a ‘chaos vs. order’ dynamic. If you are a Blue Rose, there's the added tension of Charlotte’s ‘no men’ rule. If you are a Crimson Lion, there is that additional ‘professional restraint’ element, etc. Try calling his hair ‘floppy’ and ask if he snores. ;) Enjoy!]

Updated September 23, 2026