Finn, with Flame Shield on, stepped on the searing red-hot ground of the Flame Kingdom. In front of him stood a path leading to the Flame Palace, whose tremendous height pierced the sky above. This unforgiving place, tahanan to vile and beastly miscreants, the very Hell on Earth, was where Finn dared visit. For what reason? Well, within those crudely made walls, imprisoned sa pamamagitan ng her duty, there lived a single girl of only 14 years of age, though with the puso and mind of a woman. Yet she was so much more! The blossoming rose among thorns, Flame Queen’s reputation for her breath-taking beauty spanned throughout the whole of Ooo. It made all other female royalty look like mere commoners, and for that they envied her. With a perfectly crafted curvaceous figure, those delicate hands, and that flawless face, she would leave men with mouths gaping wipe, while the women scoffed at her as she passed them on the street.


If only you know the horrendous price her charms and graces demanded! For almost her entire life, she was kept in a lamp, forced to live in there sa pamamagitan ng her father the Flame King, the only one with a mind twisted beyond recognition, never knowing the heavenly sensation of love, or of being loved sa pamamagitan ng someone. Finally, her long-awaited hero arrived and rescued her with his immense pag-ibig and care for the poor damsel. She was the only reason Finn approached the guards at the door. The affection he felt for her was unconditional. How he would do anything for her! To hold her hand, to halik her, to serve her every command, to worship this embodiment of beauty…this was his only desire, his sole purpose for living.


After gaining entry into the kastilyo and with the huge black doors open, Finn’s nostrils immediately became aware of his mistresses’ scented candles. One of the guards led him to a room with the door closed. Finn knew fully well it was the Flame Queen’s bedroom, for the perfume of the scented candles was stronger here. He opened the door. There, before his very eyes, dressed in a dark red gown, lying on the kama and patiently waiting for him, was Flame reyna herself.


Finn took his place hear her on the kama and reached into his pocket. FQ could hear the crackling of paper as Finn pulled out a poem, written sa pamamagitan ng him. He cleared his throat and began:

My pag-ibig for you is a fire,
One which the sands of time
Can never weaken,
Only feed and give it strength
To madala the harsh winds of despair,
And the cold pounding rain of misfortune,
That dampens the soil on which the apoy burns,
But not those kahel flames,
Which forever comforts my poor soul,
And keep away the darkness
Living inside me.

As Finn read out the last line, he suddenly felt Flame Queen’s hands on his cheeks. Moments later she passionately kissed him. A wonderful mix of feelings rushed forth in his mind, causing him to release his grip of the poem. He felt his puso beat faster in his chest. Oh those lips, so sweet, so wonderfully sweet! How could Glob make them so incredibly good! At long last, after having dreamt of this moment, he had finally kissed her without his mouth being burnt.

Gently, she pulled herself away from him and motioned to remove her clothes, to reveal her untamed natural beauty, something which no other being had ever seen. What a marvellous sight that would be! However, Finn stopped her sa pamamagitan ng resting his hand on hers before she undressed. Looking into her eyes, he sinabi to her “ My dear, I would never stain you. To do so would leave in me a feeling of guilt, not pleasure, for I would have committed a horrific sin.” She blushed at those words. They separated, not before one last kiss.