Everyone bow down as Princess Katara and Prince Sokka make their way to their father's conference room. Katara flashes a gentle smile to the servants while Sokka look ahead, still thinking whether his sister's decision was right or not. Sokka was unsure of it, but he keeps a straight face so Katara wouldn't know. Something was about to happen. Something big!

King Hakoda greeted his children with a smile on his face. He rush towards them and immediately hug the both of them. Katara and Sokka warmly accept the hug. After letting go, Hakoda sigh and look at them, 'What possibly brings you two here?" Hakoda ask, simply. Sokka, with a sweaty palm, look at her sister and nudge her. He sister shot him a glare but smile afterward.

"Father," Katara started.

"A-hah!" Hakoda stop her, "Before you do continue, my dear, have a sit,"

Sokka and Katara nod and gently pull the chair. As Sokka was sitting, he took a glance at the room. The room was big, well, it is the conference room. Sokka was once invited to the conference room before but back then, it wasn't this big. Maybe because the small amount of people make the conference room look so large. He stared in awe.

Katara, took a short glance at Sokka, felt terribly nervous. This 'thing' she was about to say was a big thing- really big thing and if Sokka wouldn't be much of a support of her on this, she'd probably die because of embarrassment . She clears her throat, and finally, bring Sokka back to reality.

"Father," Katara said, "We are both here today is because we want to laid out a few plans on making peace with the Fire Folks," Katara stuttered. Sokka firmly nod and look at Hakoda. Hakoda, feeling weird but still listening, lean back on his chair. "That's a pleasant surprise," Hakoda simply said. "And what is this plan of yours? Are you sure it definitely will bring the peace we desire the most?" Hakoda ask them.

Sokka and Katara look at each other and nod slowly. 'Y-yes, We're sure of it," Sokka said.

Hakoda nod slowly too, "Okay, then, what is it?"

Katara took a deep breath, "I will marry The Prince Of the Fire Nation," she said, steadily, "In terms of bringing peace between our nations,"

Hakoda was sure he was going to have a heart attack but soon, he calm himself. "What?" he ask.

"Father," Katara pleaded.

Hakoda shook his head, "Certainly not!" he stated.

"But father...," Katara stand up.

"Not another word, young lady. My decision is final! You will never going to marry one of those terrorist!" Hakoda said to her.

This time, Sokka stood up, "But dad! Think about it, this marriage between them will bring definite peace between our nations! No more wars, no more sacrifices,"

Hakoda look at his son and sigh, "but Katara might get hurt,". Sokka look down. He sure doesn't want her baby sister get harm by any of the dangerous fire folks.

"It's a risk, I have to take," Katara stated out loud. "Besides, won't they be guards to keep me form getting harm," she smile gently.

Hakoda instantly froze seeing the smile. The smile was once owned by his wife, Kya and knowing Kya, no matter how crazy her plans is, it always works- even if it involves her life.

Hakoda sigh and nod, "Fine. I'll sent them a letter this evening. It should be in the Fire Nation the very next morning," Hakoda said.

Katara smile widely and hug her father, "Thank you, father!" Hakoda smile and return the hug tightly. He hoped he won't regret having this decision. Sokka, who is seeing this, join the hug. On that moment, he prays everything will be fine. He prays Katara will be fine.


Writing the words of the letter for Hakoda was the most terrifying experience for him but if it will bring peace and harmony among their nations, he (or in this case, his daughter) would take that chance. Hakoda blink once or twice. He had finished writing the letter. The letter of her daughter's sacrifice. The letter that shed his tears. He pick the letter up and read it once again. He make sure everything in it was correct and in order. He sigh. Slowly, he rolled the letter and put the letter in the container for the messenger hawk to send it.

After a while, there he is, standing completely still, watching the hawk flies the letter away. With sweats dripping down his face and off his chin, he hope it will go well like he planned.

Well, he can only hope, can't he?


NEXT CHAPTER WILL TAKE PLACE IN THE FIRE NATION.