The girl behind me sighed. We were in line to get on a ferry to Ba Sing Se, and it was moving dreadfully slow. After what seemed like eternity, but was only about ten minutes in reality, my uncle and I got onto the boat.

"Hey!" I heard a girl yell. "That's not fair! I bought a ticket! You can't just not let me get on the boat!"

"We don't have any more room for the rest of you! Catch the next ferry!"

"Here." I heard an unpleasantly familiar voice say. "She can get on in my place." I turned and saw that my uncle was getting off the boat and the girl was getting on.

"Thank you so much." She bowed to him. "If there is anything that I can do to repay you just tell me."

"There is actually, stay with my nephew and make sure he doesn't get into any trouble."

"Ok. Thank you so much. My name's Mayrow by the way."

"Thank you Mayrow." He smiled his gentle smile. The ferry started to move and the girl turned to me.

"You're his nephew correct?" I nodded, unsure what to say. "I'm Mayrow." She smiled at me. "What's your name?"

"Lee. You don't have to stay with me; he's just an old coot."

"No. I told him I would stay with you. I have to do it."

I started to get mad. "I said not to stay with me so you won't do it."

"Yes I will." She glared at me defiantly. "And if you try to get away from me I'll…well let's just say that scar of yours will be a lot bigger."

"You're a…" She was a fire bender.

"That's right." She got close to me so that she could whisper in my ear. "And I know who you are. Prince Zuko."

"How do you know?"

Three people walked over to us. "Hello." One said. They all had armor on and the one that was currently speaking had a piece of a weed in his mouth. It was just too cliché for my taste.

"Hello." I glanced at him.

"I'm Jet, this is Longshot and Spellerbee." He pointed at the two standing next to him.

"My name's Lee."

Mayrow giggled and glanced at me. "I'm Mayrow."

The rest of our voyage consisted of Jet and his friends, the Freedom Fighters, talking to Mayrow and me. As we got off of the ship Jet pulled me to the side. "How would you like to join the Freedom Fighters?"

"I'd rather not. I want to just settle down and find my uncle."

"Ok." He walked away and Mayrow walked over to me.

"What was that about?" She had a cup of tea in her hands.

"Nothing. Where'd you get the tea?"

"From a vender. It's supposedly the best tea in Ba Sing Se!" She smiled proudly and took a sip. "Eww! It's so cold!" I rolled my eyes then noticed steam coming off of the tea.

"What do you think you're doing?" I hit the tea out of her hands. "If you hadn't noticed I'm not a very well-liked person. You can blow my cover!"

"Well excuse me Mr. Grumpy pants…" I sighed and grabbed her arm.

"Let's go." We started to walk, and soon we were at a house that my uncle said would be our new home. "I'm assuming you're going to insist on staying here?" She nodded. "Then you can use my room for the time being. I'll sleep on the couch."

"Are you sure? I mean I'm not trying to be ungrateful or anything, but I'm used to sleeping on couches. I doubt you are…" She had a small hint of pink on her cheeks.

"I'll be fine."

"Ok. Goodnight…Prince Zuko…" She walked to the room that I had pointed out to her previously.

"Prince…" It had been so long since I had been referred to as a prince by anyone but my uncle it was kind of…refreshing. No, not refreshing. Relieving. I was glad that someone from my nation still thought of me as the prince of the Fire Nation, not a traitor or an outsider.