It was a sad day for Iroh. It was the day of Lu Ten's death. He was walking to the tree when he saw a woman sitting there in a green dress with long black hair. Something Iroh would recognize anywhere.
"Ur-Ursa?" Iroh asked softly, inn shock.
"Iroh" she hugged him. Iroh and Ursa were always best friends. If Ursa and Ozai weren't engaged by an arranged marriage they would have married as well.
"It's so good to see you" but after realization Iroh stopped. "But what are you doing here?"
"I wanted to be here for you. " she said. After a moment of silence. "It would have been his eighteenth birthday"
They both had tears in their eyes s they embraced in the mutual silence.
Iroh turned away from the tree and nodded he was alright. "So how had Zuko been doing since he became fire lord?" Ursa asked
"He's alright. Truthfully a bit young for the pressure but amazingly well. Better then he's been in the last five years. I see you made it to his coronation"
"I couldn't miss it. But I didn't want to reappear then, with so much going on." Ursa smiled softly. "I wanted to say thank you for keeping him safe. I watched you throughout your journey though he was always hands."
"Your welcome" Iroh kissed her hands but she brought her lips to his.
She pulled away and blushed. Iroh gave her a serous look. "Do you think that now that Zuko's sixteen he needs to know the secret. I would have told him when he reallt came of age but it didn't seem right. He hadn't found himself yet"
Ursa smiled and shook her head yes.
