A simple word
Chapter 1
Fire Prince Ozai hadn't travelled so far away from the Fire nation capital since he has been sent in his youth on the failed hunt for the Avatar.
His grandfather had always thought that Roku's reincarnation was alive. Yet his father Azulon had failed in his hunt as did he and Iroh, no one had found the last Air Bender. Even so his father saw little of him, he wasn't like his older brother who was beloved by his father.
No his brother took the ability to become a grand man for him, Iroh took the title 'Dragon' from him by killing the last dragon, he was a general and his father's right hand in the war, what was he? Ozai knew he was the spare and a unwanted son, not allowed to go to war because he had a proposal to serve and a duty to serve.
He dressed in his finest robes and even wore his crown for his father's whims, he couldn't deny his father in anyway as even a Prince obeyed the Fire Lord. He had to be the obedient son and obey this latest wish.
He sat looking to his father for a moment as he knew that his father was excited about what was going to happen. His father had found the finest silks, jewels and some small gifts for his wife-to be and her family.
The Royal carriage was rarely seen by the Fire Nation and Ozai could see the see the small village on the outer reaches of their territory.
It seemed quint and full of farmers and simple peasant who seemed shocked to shocked to see the carriage before them.
They stopped outside a modest sized house, it was this villages leader house and Ozai looked up at unimpressed.
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" Call them off Ozai " she pleaded with all her might
The woman beside him, his finance asking him to spear a man calling her his true love and that other man was begging for the woman beside him.
Ozai looked into his wife-to-be eye's as she gripped her chest, he wanted the peasant to be ended for getting in his way as did his father.
"He is a childhood friend.. He is confused.. I'll get him to leave, so please for me ..my love." Ursa begged upset
Ozai was taken aback yet he could not refuse her, her eyes her face, her words. He felt his heart raced in that moment and he was a merciful man, therefore he opened the door on the royal carriage and told his guards to stop and Ursa got out the carriage.
He watched her but couldn't quite hear her, his eyes narrowed knowing he would regret letting that man live. Yet even though he had just met Ursa, his heart melted to her and he would make it so she was his to look at, his to hold, his to make love to forever more.
She returned trying to smile giving her humble apologies, he could see her fake smile that hid the deviating heart broken demeanour. He regretted saving the the peasant boy in a instance, instead of love for him Ursa saw nothing but a man who ripped her from a man she truly loved.
No she would love him, he'd soon make her forget this poor life and make her only think of him.
She gripped her clothing as his father talked about how the wedding would be on the day of the Fire Festival, which was how the Fire Nation celebrated the longest day in this world.
He knew she dreaded marrying him, she feared it, after all he was a stranger, but he wanted to fix that, ideas flowed through him. Unusual for him a fierce Prince to think of romance and candle lit dinners, he though of how to put her in the luxuries she surly had never experience.