Years and years after the ability to control the elements was lost, lived a naïve peasant man and a strong willed woman. The peasant worked hard day and night to impress the fair maiden- yet he didn't understand what truly lie beneath her beautiful looks. Then again, who could resist her exotically tan skin, her startling cobalt eyes that rivaled the size of the moon, and a smile that lit up miles? He felt he had to work twice as hard, to try to make up for what he thought were plain looks. Yet he know didn't know she had her eyes on him as well; she couldn't help but be drawn to his chiseled features, flawlessly pale skin, and bright golden eyes. To top it off, the blackest of hair man could see; shaggy, thick, and unkempt, only added to his fine looks. Though neither accepted it yet, each had strong feelings for the other.

One day, the peasant traveled to the village market to do his weekly chores; restocking the grain and meat, collecting fresh water, all in a day's hard work. Yet he enjoyed strolling through the bustling streets of Canal Reeds, taking in the crisp autumn air and merchants selling their wares. Compared to his cold and unwelcoming home, this was heaven. As he worked his way along the crowded streets, bags in hand, he heard a merchant trying to attract buyers, "Thank your mother by buying her a trinket or two," followed by a hollow chill settling within his chest, Zuko hadn't seen his mother for almost 7 years now, when he was only 10. Ever since that day, he had been the odd one out of the family, so affected by his mother's loss. Azula seemed so unaffected though, as if her mother never existed in the first place. Then again his sister was cruel from the beginning, due to his stonehearted father's influence he believed. Zuko quickly snapped out of his daze and nervously ran a hand through his tousled hair, moving it out of his eyes. If only he knew where she was, he'd run to her, take back the love of a mother he'd lost years ago...