When Zuko pressed her back against the bark of a rough tree, Katara thought he might violate her.
Then moments later, her hands were being pulled around and behind the tree and the prince's chubby uncle was chastising him for "treating a lovely young girl in such a way!" making her wonder if her worrying was at all necessary.
"Uncle, she's a waterbender – I have to restrain her hands."
"I still have feet, you know!" she snapped, then immediately regretted it. Stupid, stupid, stupid! If she didn't remind him, maybe she could kick him and escape... somehow.
But Zuko just smirked, now in front of her, resting a hand beside her head and leaning in dangerously close. "Go ahead, try and hit me," he dared her. She could smell jasmine tea and some sort of spice on his breath.
Iroh clucked his tongue disapprovingly. "Nephew, you'll never get a date if you don't treat her with more respect."
The prince whirled around, glaring and blushing the slightest, undeniable bit. "I need to capture the Avatar, not a girlfriend!"
Stifling a giggle, Katara decided she definitely didn't need to worry about him being interested in her as anything but bait.
However, when his hot breath was tickling her ear and he was dangling her necklace teasingly around her throat, she couldn't help wondering for a terrified second if he knew the customs of Water Tribe marriage.
Author's Notes: Because when scenes aren't shown, my mind fills in the details. 8D
Disclaimer: I do not own 'Avatar' or any of its characters.