So here it is! On Friday, like I promised :) Katara gets to meet the prince today 'officially' ;) And, there's an awkward breakfast. So read on, dear ones, and enjoy.
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Morning comes and Katara is very tired but very anxious. When Aiga comes to help her get dressed and to her makeup- something Katara is far too tired to fight- she still has the hairpin curled tight in her fingers, hidden.
Aiga sees something is wrong.
"You seem quiet today, miss. Nervous about meeting the Prince? He's kind, I promise." She says in a rush, misjudging her quietness. Katara considers it for a moment.
"Well, yes," She is, but not for the reason that Aiga gave a knowing smile at her words when in actuality she knew nothing about it. Katara was nervous to face a Prince and somehow explain to him she apprehended a thief who convinced her he was a prince then she let him go. Maybe she'd just drop the hairpin in the hall, let another servant find it...yes, that seemed much better.
The hallway was buzzing with nervous women who were fanning themselves to keep their makeup from slouching off their faces and all looked like they were attending a most prestigious ball. Some girls were practicing skills to show to the Prince, other languages, singing, reciting poems or book passages. Some girls looked ill. Some couldn't stop giggling. There were only a few that seemed completely composed; Mai, the surly one that had been pointed out the first day, as one. Yeah, if she grew up with the Prince, she'd hardly have reason to be a ball of anxiety, wouldn't she? Yue also just stood, looking perfectly at ease. Katara envied her.
"Ladies!" Zhi rang a little bell and this time, no one continued talking over her. She looked pleased, "In a moment we will be going to the main palace. Do not talk to anyone working, just focus on making it to the place we are to be. Before we go to breakfast with the royal family, you will be meeting the Prince-" She paused, fully anticipating the squeals, sighs, or moans of worry that came from the group, which indeed did, "Who will talk to each of you one on one. While you are not talking to him, a reporter might be going around to ask you a few questions. Remember it is your duty to be polite and answer to the best of your ability. We shall go now!"
The grand doors that Katara had been led through three days ago opened to reveal a bustling palace life already awake at a very early hour. Katara felt herself fall into step beside Toph, something she was sure Toph had more doing than Katara did. Toph's aide hovered annoyingly at her other side, so the pair couldn't talk, but Toph nudged Katara in a way that looked accidental, but Katara knew was on purpose. She flashed a moment of her real face, as opposed to the china-doll facade, and it was somewhere between an eye-roll and a smirk. It made Katara smile.
Then, Toph frowned. The features pinched her small face. She looked at Katara imploringly. She was sure Toph wanted to know why Katara was so nervous; Katara knew she could feel that. She wanted to tell Toph about it, but kept quiet. Her fingers rubbed over the hairpin once again in her pocket.
The group of thirty-five stopped at another set of doors, grander than the ones leading to their halls. Everything here was ostentatious, though, Katara thought.
"Line up! There are chairs to sit on, and we will go in order. You have been assigned so that it's fair, and everyone will receive the same amount of time with the Prince. Now, who's ready to meet him?"
"I can't believe this is happening? Is there something in my teeth, Mika?"
"My hair looks like sticks!"
"I think my lipstick rubbed off, am I good?"
Katara heard the hushed whispers of last-minute touch-ups of girls and Katara stayed focus on the door. They opened to...an empty room. Katara let out a breath she didn't know she was holding.
She found her seat, between Yue and Tapeesa. Her leg bounced anxiously, her worry not gone.
"I didn't think you'd be nervous, Katara," Yue turned a concerned eye toward her. She'd told Yue that she wasn't here for the prince the first day.
"I've decided to take this a little more seriously," Katara said, which wasn't untrue. She had to stay here at least three weeks, but more would help her tribe. Yue gave her a kind smile.
"I'm glad to hear. I had hoped we'd be in this together. All us Water Tribe women. There aren't many." She said quietly.
"That makes us more likely to win. You can get a Fire Nation or Earth Kingdom girl anywhere," Kilee pointed out from beside Yue's left.
"We are special," Tapeesa agreed, "Unique."
Exotic, is what she'd been called by one of the advisors, Katara recalled, but she didn't say that.
The doors to the left opened and it was so quiet one could hear a mouse if there was one in the room. Katara felt physically ill when the person that entered was the face she'd seen in the garden yesterday. He was dressed much more regally now, and when he opened his mouth to speak it wasn't the rough way he'd been last night, but as though he'd been trained in speech his whole life.
Katara had knocked the Prince off a roof and froze him to a tree. She was so dead.
"Welcome ladies, I am so looking forward to getting to know each of you. As you've been told, we will have a meeting over here before breakfast begins, so I know the lovely faces that will look back at me in the days to come. Shall we begin with you?" He stretches out a poised hand to the first seat, a quiet girl named On Ji, and she follows him over to a couch in the other corner of the room.
Katara's hands are so busy playing with that top-knot that she pricks herself with a corner and has to quietly suck the bead of blood and try not to draw attention to herself.
She can't believe this.
A flood of reporters is bouncing around the room, asking questions to the girls and scribbling away. There does seem to be a main one, one that is delegating and consolidating notes, and he nods to the Prince as though friends, but Katara notices this and forgets it almost immediately. She's far too preoccupied with trying to figure out a way to explain to her family how it is she's failed so miserably in less than a day of the Choice starting.
The reporters seem to be there to keep the girl's mind off their impending meeting with the Prince or keep them busy afterward. Katara can't stop looking over at the Prince, and she fears girls may be reading all the wrong reasons off it. Zuko hasn't even glanced her way once, and she feels if she were attacked last night by a crazy dude, she'd be staring at them.
But then again, he seems much more regal and trained than she is.
"Princess Katara!" One of the reporters has made their way to her. Katara doesn't correct her; there's no use, she's decided.
"Hello." She says, trying to give a demure smile. She thinks she's failing. She didn't even know that word-demure- until she heard one of the other girls say it today.
"You are the only contestant from the Southern Water Tribe here. Care to comment on this?"
"Well, we don't usually participate...but I'm glad to be here!" Katara is going to try to keep this as honest as possible, even if she's bending it a little bit. Her answer pleases the reporter so she knows she hasn't messed up too badly yet.
"Things are different over there, are they not? Waterbender women can fight, instead of just healing."
"Indeed it is. I was taught both and I think it makes me a well-rounded person. You have to know when to draw blood and when to heal blood." She said a phrase her mother taught her, despite not being a waterbender. It's always stuck with Katara, though.
The rest of the questions are predictable, and Katara flies through them with ease. It's simpler than she thought this would be and the reporter never seems to give an indication that Katara is so much more under-qualified than the other girls.
It's not long after the reporter leaves that the Fire Nation girls are sitting all down and it's Tapeesa's turn to go. Katara watches her and thinks she's pretty in this moment. She doesn't seem nervous; in fact, if she is, Katara hasn't been able to tell. She seems like perfect royal material actually, the way she bows to him and smooths her dress over her knees as she laughs at something he says. Katara hasn't focused on her much, but now that she's watching the pair converse, she thinks Tapeesa would make a good Fire Lady. She has the poise of Yue, the wit of Katara, and as far as Katara can tell she isn't filled with air in her head...something Prince Zuko seemed appreciate of last night.
Zuko is smiling when he dismisses her and calls Katara's name as though it's his first time meeting her like most everyone else. In fact, there's no indication that they had their meeting in the garden last night...except for the faint smirk on his face. That arrogant little smirk; yes, he knows.
When they're sitting down and the focus isn't on them as much, everyone's back to talking to reporters or fixing their hair, Katara is still gawking.
"So you really didn't believe me, eh?" Gone is his regal sounding voice and back in the voice he used last night. Katara is almost sure he doesn't use this with anyone else because she heard another girl gushing to their friend in the chairs about his smooth voice.
"Oh, my...great tu...I...I froze you to a tree!" Katara managed to sputter.
"Quite impressive," He said, nodding, holding out his hand, "My father asked where my hairpin was today. Even if my hair isn't long enough to wear it, I have to have it on me at all times." His eyes glimmer with mirth so he isn't mad. Katara puts it next to him in a quiet motion, trying not to draw attention. People may get the wrong idea or some sort.
"You know, I thought about it, and yes...I suppose I did look like a burglar," He said after a moment.
"You sure did," Katara snorted, forgetting her absolute embarrassment for a second.
"Your reflexes are impressive. Do you waterbend often?"
"As often as I can. I take it seriously."
"Well, I like hearing that. Perhaps we could spar one day."
Katara blinked in shock, "You'd go up against me?"
"Worried you'd lose?" He asked.
"No, worried I'd show you up," Katara said, grinning, and when he laughed in response she was pleased she hadn't offended him. She wasn't used to watching her words.
"Well, I'd like to see you try...although I'm pretty sure I'm going to bruise from, you know, being knocked off a roof." He said, rubbing his side and wincing. He turned his eyes toward Katara and she could tell he was flirting with her a little. She felt weird about that and looked away.
"I do apologize for that," Katara said quietly. There was a long moment before Katara let out a long sigh, "Can I be honest? I can't be dishonest, I hate that. I'm not really here to win your heart." She said.
"What?" This seemed to throw him off guard completely. Katara mentally hit herself. She really couldn't believe she'd just said that.
"Yeah, well, I'm here...I'm here as an honor to my tribe."
Something changed in Zuko's eyes and he nodded hard, "I appreciate honor above much else. I hope it is not something...bad. Like to overthrow me or something," There was still that teasing tone, but underneath she understood his concerns.
"No! Of course not," She rushed, "I just...my tribe needs the provisions. I know that sounds utterly selfish of me to admit that I'm here for my own good and not yours, but there it is." He was quiet so Katara kept talking, unable to stop herself, "But I thought maybe you'd...like that."
"I don't think it's selfish what you're doing. Unexpected, since every other girl here is looking at me like they want to jump me right now and marry me today, but refreshingly honest and upstanding. You are quite an unexpected girl. But, I'm interested in why you think I would like this, as you say?"
"Well, you don't have to worry about wooing me or really getting to know me, since I'm not here to marry you. I'm the contestant you don't have to devote effort to, you know. I'm sure I can be useful to you other was. A friend."
"Do you often make friends by nearly breaking their ribs and accusing them of being thieves?" Zuko raised his one good eyebrow.
"You'd be surprised," Katara muttered, her cheeks flushing a moment. Zuko drummed his fingers on his knees.
"Well, maybe so…" He said after a moment, "I would like to get to know you, as a friend and a possible sparring partner, but I am...concerned. Not with you, but of the other girls here. I feel as though all of them are merely putting up masks for me and will act differently when I'm not around. If there were someone who could see them all the time…" He trailed off, looking at Katara.
"We were told if anyone of us sabotages another's chance we'd be thrown out, or worse!" Katara hissed, wondering if this was a test.
"Well, I do believe it's at the Prince's discretion, and I have more power in this than anyone else...even the Fire Lord can't make you leave if I don't want you to. You'd really be doing me a favor. You came to me with honesty and I'd rather hoped you'd continue it. And if you're really worried, just, I dunno...we can make a...a...signal when one of the girls I'm with isn't who they seem to be." He said.
"I don't know...can I think about it?" She said unsurely.
"It is a bit to ask, I guess. And it's not like I have to choose who I'm marrying right now. We will talk about it the next time we're alone, then." He said and stood, indicating their time was nearly up, "Katara...what an interesting girl, you are."
Those were his final words, one Katara wasn't sure how to respond with. Yue was next and Katara gave her a small smile as they passed each other. When she returned, the other Water Tribe girls grilled her about her time and Katara made up that they merely talked about food the whole time, unwilling to say much else.
By the time that Zuko was finished, Katara's stomach had been growling for a very long time. She wished she'd known it would be hours before breakfast. He stood and Zhi stood and so did all the girls.
"Go through these doors for a feast, no interviewers or cameras- just my family and food. If I asked you to stay behind, please do." He said. As Katara headed toward the door, she turned to notice Tapeesa staying behind.
"No way, lucky!" Kilee whispered and Tapeesa just gave her friends a wave and a happy giggle. Katara wondered what secret thing Zuko was asking them to do. It was clear who his favorites were already. Strangely, Mai was not among them.
In the dining room, Zhi and Wei sat down. Also sitting at the table, at the head was the Fire Lord and Lady- Zuko's parents. To their right was an empty seat and then a girl that looked about Katara's age. She recalled Yue had said Zuko had a sister. Mai and Ty Lee sat next to her. On the other side was an older plumper man drinking tea- Zuko's grandfather perhaps? Next to him was a moderately handsome man who was likely in his thirties or so. She wasn't sure of his relation.
Katara sat in the middle of the table, her mouth watering.
"You can eat, Zuko will join us momentarily," Zhi said and everyone reached forward and the sound of tinkling silverware and glasses filled the room. Katara wanted to use her hands to shovel as much as she could into her face but used her chopsticks or spoon like a proper lady.
After about five minutes, Zuko returned...without the eight girls he'd asked to stay behind. Katara waited for them to reappear, but they didn't.
"Where are the girls that he asked to stay behind?" Katara asked out loud, worry creasing her forehead for Tapeesa. She'd actually grown to like these Water Tribe girls.
"Gone, obviously. Caput. Out of the game." A particularly prickly girl named June said and Katara felt a cold chill run down her spine. Just like that, eight gone. She wondered what they'd done to make Zuko eliminate them right away? But, at the same time, she couldn't imagine the immense amount of pressure he felt to have to make such decisions.
She thought about what he'd asked. It didn't seem all that big of a deal now. He was going to marry one of these girls one day and Katara didn't dislike him. He seemed decent and nice enough. He should be with a nice girl, and even Mai looked nice when she was talking to Zuko. He deserved to know if a girl wasn't what she seemed to be around him. If that kept her in good fortune with him, it seemed like a small fee. She also could help her friends like Yue get closer to being his wife. ANd when she thought about it logically, it hardly seemed wrong. In fact, it seemed quite right.
Hunger numbed her other senses during the meal, although she did hear Zuko speak up a couple times to tell his father or mother about one of the girls, pointing them out by name. Katara, by the fourth or fifth time he did this, charted the response and him. Everyone looked at the girl he was talking about- this time that the most scandalously dressed one June apparently could find anything in the world. She preened at his praise while all the other girls threw dagger glares at her. June explained that it was her shirshu more so than her, but they were a team and that she was sad to have to leave him behind. Zuko's response was immediately to have him be brought here, as they hosted many animals already on the palace grounds. Her smile was genuine at the thought of seeing her pet and Katara saw the relieved smile on his face. This conversation was a carefully crafted play he had to juggle. He couldn't make any comment seem to forward or promising and the way most of the girls answered him with breathy sighs made it difficult enough. It was a difficult balance, one Katara was sure he'd been thoroughly schooled on.
The way he talked though; he seemed nervous and off-put. She doubted any of the other girls noticed at all. But in that moment Katara had to wonder if Zuko even wanted to get married? Or was he being forced to go through this just like she was? And even if he did want to find someone, Katara was sure he didn't want these overly excited girls. He was risking more than any individual here...if he chooses wrong, it would be really bad.
"Katara," He said finally, and Katara's head jerked up so fast it hurt her neck. She had been in the middle of slurping down some oats and almost used the back of her hand to wipe it off until Yue nudged her and patted the napkin. Katara dabbed the oats away like a lady.
"And Katara is the first Southern Water Tribe contestant in eons to be here, you know?" Zuko continued, sending Katara a pleading smile. When he talked about her, she noticed he seemed so much less nervous. Why would he have reason to be so, though? They understood each other, knew exactly where the other stood in their 'relationship'. He didn't have to watch his words or play a political game with her. So, while she didn't like to be singled out- for everyone was now glaring at her, sans Yue and Toph, she realized this was part of being his friend.
"Yes," Ozai drawled, staring at Katara as though only seeing her for the first time, "Our little Southern Princess." While most said 'Princess' with undue respect, Katara knew when she was being made fun of. She raised her head, focusing in on the Fire Lord with a steady sigh. A part of her wanted to spit back at him, but a more logical part told her that this was someone who she didn't want to upset, even if he was attempting to get a rise from her. Zuko claimed he could keep her in, but she didn't want to fight his father every step of the way. She saw Zuko stiffen, sending a covertly angry look at his father. Of course, there was no time for him to share who he liked best or not, but he still seemed upset by his comment. The rest of the table fell silent.
She saw the one she thought maybe was Zuko's grandfather frown deeply at the Fire Lord too, and Katara felt warmed by his small motion, even if it was not directed at her.
"She is a princess, though, Uncle." The man next to Iroh said firmly, "More than some of these people here," He added quietly, though Katara and others heard. She saw a few angry glares, as though she someone had control over her status.
"Are there even enough people to govern, to be a princess to? Or do you all just wait for signs from the moon?" He asked unkindly. Katara steadied herself, putting her fingers beneath the table so he couldn't see how hard she was squeezing her fists.
"Our relationship with the moon is a sacred tradition, one that shouldn't be taken so lightly. Is it so different from the gods you too worship? The dragons that taught you your skills? And in response, yes, I am a leader of a great many people. While it is not as large as your own city here, we still have our own unique trials and problems that a person in charge overseas. We may not be quite as distant from our followers, but I hardly see how that's a disadvantage." She spoke her words carefully, trying to emulate the sternness of her father and the unyielding logic her mother wielded, along with Sokka's courage. Her answer had a great number of mixed responses; most of the girls looked unsure of how to respond. Yue and the other watertribe woman held back smiles. Toph almost grinned. June snorted behind her hand. As for the Royal Family, Zuko was beaming, which was odd to see. The Fire Lord and Zuko's sister both looked as though they'd sucked on something sour. The Fire Lady looked impassive, the grandfather looked pleased, and the cousin looked amused.
"Well," Ozai said after a long moment, "Aren't you articulate."
"What does he think she was? Stupid?" Eva whispered under her breath to Yue, and Katara had the feeling that they were feeling the offense too since they were not too far from Katara's own life.
"I try," Katara said simply in response to Ozai's comment, and made a point to go back to her breakfast. Zuko broke the silence by shifting his father's attention to a girl named Caecilia, commenting how she was distantly related to the throne. Katara felt her body quiver and fall all at once when she was sure Ozai wasn't looking. Under the table, Saoirse patted her leg comfortingly.
"I wouldn't have had the guts to say anything," She whispered, "You're incredible, Katara."
Katara didn't find time to focus on anything else during breakfast other than eating and trying not to cry. That, she found utterly ridiculous. She didn't cry about stupid things like this. When she'd been play fighting with Sokka and the other boys and fallen so hard her bone cracked through her skin, she hadn't cried. When she forgot her gloves and her fingers nearly froze but she had to hunt for her tribe, she didn't cry. When her grandfather passed away she didn't cry. She wasn't sure why her emotions were all over the place here, or why this was doing this to her. She wasn't even upset!
They were escorted from the dining hall, all curtsying and leaving the royal family alone again.
"Good job, ladies! You have made it through today, at least," Zhi said, "Now, that will be all for the moment." There were many groans of disappointment at the prospect of not seeing the prince for the rest of the day.
"Cheer up," Zhi said curtly, "Often, after this first meal, he will come and ask a girl or two for individual-," the rest of her commented was completely drowned out with the squeals of overly excited females that were just dying at the idea of spending alone time with the Prince. Katara felt a little numb and glad to be back in the safety of her room.
"Don't you want to come to the room with us?" Yue asked when Katara made a motion for her room.
"I think I just need a moment or two to myself," Katara said quietly, trying to collect herself.
"I see," Yue's eyebrows pulled together, "If you need anything, I'm here Katara. The Fire Lord, and I shouldn't be saying this, but he was quite unkind today."
"I'm fine," Katara lied, "I just want to write to my family in private." When Yue didn't move, Katara added, "I'll be out later." This seemed to be acceptable, and she left with the others to one of the two meeting areas.
Katara went into her room and just curled up on the bed.
Her mind was whirling. Could she really stay here with a man that, already, so clearly disliked her? When he was, in fact, the most important person around? Was the effort wroth-yes...it was worth it. She answered before the thought was finished.
The rest of the time in her room she went through possible ways to avoid the Fire Lord or to please him. After about two hours, she realized that Yue was stubborn enough to come drag her out if she didn't go. She went, showered because that at least was another excuse, before dragging herself into the room. She saw Toph first and wanted to talk to her. She wondered what Toph's advice would be.
But, she went to where Yue was.
"You look better," Eva commented.
"It was a...morning," Katara said and all the other girls gave cooing noises of agreement.
"I'd heard the Fire Lord was a cruel man, but I just thought, you know…" Kilee said, leaning in.
"Yeah, that it was our tribe talking and we lost the war and so that's what people said." Eva looked concerned, "Imagine having that as a father-in-law!"
"So, what, you're going to ask to leave? Because, you know, if so-," Saoirse began.
"No. I'm just saying that I hope the Prince isn't like that. He seems nice, but we've only known him for what...a couple minutes?"
Katara almost added that she thought him to be the opposite of his father, but then she would have to admit she almost killed him last night.
"Has he come to collect anyone?" Katara asked instead.
"No. I'm sure we'd hear if he did," Kilee said with a pout.
"He's a prince. I'm sure he's busy." Yue said.
"But this is the most important thing right now, isn't it?" Eva asked, "The Prince's Choice?"
Yue merely shrugged and went back to her reading. Katara took this opportunity to go over to the bookshelf. While she would have much preferred a good history book on war tactics or cultural information, these more female books would do for this afternoon.
Time passed and she skipped lunch, focused on her reading. The Fire Ladies of the Past was actually an enlightening read. Not because Katara was interested in how to become one, but because she wanted to know how a female was treated in this society.
"It's almost dinner, you hungry?" Eva tapped her shoulder. Katara looked up, shocked to see the darkening sky.
"Yeah, starved." Katara marked her book, putting it back on the shelf to return to it later, "I hardly noticed the time."
As the girls streamed into the hallway to go to the meal area, a pair of Fire Nation guards entered the hallway. Most girls stopped, curious, watching the metal men search the crowd.
"Princess Katara?" They called. Katara paused completely, as she hadn't before, and turned slowly. The girls seemed to part to reveal her.
"Yes?" She asked, stepping forward.
"The Prince requests you alone."
The whispers around the hall were deafening.
"You're so lucky!" Eva was close to tears, "Oh, tell me everything, will you?"
"Congrats, good job." Kilee was giving her a tight smile, trying to be courteous, but Katara could tell she was disappointed.
She had a few nasty looks from girls, one named Ratana looked like she was going to jump out and strangle her.
Katara was confused. Why did he want a meeting...with her?
Oh, she realized, about the friends' thing.
She wanted to assure these girls she was not their enemy for this title, but couldn't. Instead, she shrugged, nodded to the guards and let herself be escorted from the ladies area.
Next chapter is Katara's 'date' with Zuko :)
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