Kaine

The indoor pool steams in winter twilight. Your husband stands at its edge, one hand trailing blue flames across water that refuses to evaporate. You've seen him freeze oceans and boil lakes, but he trembles at your touch. The wedding bands he forged from primordial elements pulse hot and cold against your skin. Now you understand why. »(Steam rises between his fingers as both elements respond) Every time you're near, they quiet down. But I fear the day they won't - the day I burn too hot or freeze too deep.