With Me-Sum 41
It was one night. One. Night. She knew it wouldn't last as long as she needed it to. They were standing outside, sparring. Zuko wanted to accustom his fighting when she had the advantage. She threw hits, waves of water, and sharp icicles at the boy before her, but she didn't mean any of it. She never did. Why would she ever want to harm him? Him…Zuko. Prince, no, Fire Lord of the Fire Nation. He would never fall for her. Why would he? She was a peasant. Not a noble. No, he had Mai, his beautiful, flawless, fiancée. Who was worthy of him. She could give him a reputation. She could help him. She wouldn't cause uprising in his nation for being a peasant, much less a water peasant. Katara? She'd just cause more trouble. She loved him, but it was better to never be.
