Ozai was surprised to see his daughter again, so soon after his brother's ship had disappeared in the recent storm. Her expression, a mix of stubborn pride and shame, let him knew she had some bad news for him. "Firelord." She addressed him, bowing before him in usual manner "I return to tell you that my brother, Prince Zuko, has perished." Zuko dead? Well, he had heard that once before, and it hadn't been true. "Have you seen him die?" he asked sceptically. "Uh… no…" she stammered irritated "But…" "We thought him dead before." Ozai interrupted her "How can you be sure?" "I am not." Azula answered, trying to sound strong, but obviously was insecure about his reaction to her announcement "But he was badly wounded in a fight. I doubt he could survive, being on the run…"
"Fine… Let's assume you are right…" Ozai shrugged "What about the Avatar?" "I…" Azula gulped heavily "I am not sure…" she got out "I fear he might have escaped and is hiding somewhere. I lost his track." "We will find him again." Ozai answered "Now I need you to find my brother Iroh. I doubt his ship had sunk. We thought so before, and he had turned up again. I fear he might have used the same trick to escape our eyes again. You need to find him. He might want to reclaim the throne." Azula nodded hastily. "Yes, father. I will try." "Search the islands." Ozai ordered "Be aware that he knows the land and will use his knowledge to disappear. There is an eclipse coming up, and he might use it against us, as might the Avatar. I will arrange everything here, to make sure we are safe." "Yes, father." Azula answered.