"Zuko, please, my love, listen to me. Everything I've done, I've done to protect you. Remember this Zuko. No matter how things may seem to change, never forget who you are."
"After cousin Lu-Ten died, Dad wanted to take Uncle's place as Fire-Lord; Grandfather got angered by his suggestion and told Dad, that he must sacrifice his first-born...which is Zuko. Without any hesitations, Dad said yes," said Azula. Ursa busted through Ozai's doors.
"How could you sacrifice, your own son's life," cried Ursa.
"I can spare his life...if only someone was to take his place," said Ozai.
"I will..."
Ozai turned to face his wife's face.
"I will take Zuko's place; and in return, I'll make you Fire-Lord."
"How...?"
"I will poison your father's tea, and you may tell the guards who you have seen...then, you can kill me..."
Ozai still had a heart and made his final decision.
"I won't kill you; from our marriage...I shall banish you."
Ursa accepted his decision and left Ozai's room. The next hour, Ursa walked up to Azulon's door. Under her sleeve was a bottle of red liquid. She opened the tube and poured the whole bottle into the tea. She knocked on the door. The old man opened the door.
"What are you doing this time of night?"
"I wanted to offer you some tea, will you like some?"
Azulon snatched the tea and slammed the door. Ursa walked towards her room. She looked in the mirror. Her face was pale. She turned around. She pulled up her hood while closing the door. She walked to Zuko's room. She shooked her son awake as she heard the guards.
"Zuko, please, my love, listen to me. Everything I've done, I've done to protect you. Remember this Zuko. No matter how things may seem to change, never forget who you are."
"Mom?"
Ursa pulled up her hood and left the room. Ozai explained to the guards about what happened. He told the guards that Azulon wanted him to be crowned Fire-Lord, instead of Iroh. After that night, Ursa was never seen again. But Ozai then became Fire-Lord.
