Zuko kneeled down on one knee and presented her with a ring. Then he said five words she would never forget.
"Katara, would you marry me?"
She raised her hands to her face, covering her mouth and nose as she gaped openly at him, eyes wide wth surprise. Time seemed to stop entirely as she looked at him, handsome and perfect as he was, asking for her hand. Fresh tears exploded from her face as she yelled out while throwing her arms wide and grabbing him around his neck to hug him tight.
"Zuko!" She kissed him hard, nearly taking his breath away, "Yes! Yes, of course I'll marry you!"
The bender smiled brightly when he took the ring from the box and placed it on her left hand. He then stood to pick her up and swing her around in his strong arms. He gave her another loving kiss before looking her in the eye, "Katara...I love you."
She cried like she had never cried before, completely happy beyond all imagining, "Oh, Zuko! I love you too!"
They embraced passionately before a tug at Zuko's robe made him part and look down. Altjira looked up at him with a dark crimson blush creeping it's body. He understood and stepped away from Katara, allowing the dragon to step towards her. She looked at him curiously.
"I gave you a ring, as is customary in my culture, but Altjira wants you to have something."
The dark blood coloured scales covering the dragon's body began pulsing with brilliant blue hues flashing and dissolving into the red. It held up a forearm, careful to keep the talons retracted and laying curved against the back of it's paw. Katara looked at the offering and watched as Altjira twisted it's wrist pads up. Inside the soft gripping toe pads and leathery palm of the dragon's paw, rested a blue silk ribbon. Katara's eyes shown with knowing as she took the offering.
Tied intricately to the ribbon was a shimmering medallion made with the same kind of diamond as her ring. But the colours in the stone glimmered with blue and white flames, where as her ring was orange, red and yellow. The water bender tied the betrothal necklace around her collar, and kissed Altjira on it's snout, hugging it's head close to her body.
"I love you too, Altjira. Thank you for saving me."
Zuko took her hand and looked at the ring, pride swelling in his chest.
"These diamonds are from the Fire Nation. When I bought you that dress, the owner told me of a gem she found in the mountains near the Sun Warrior ruins. She showed me the ring she made from the diamond and told me of the circumstances at how she obtained it. She was hesitant to part with it because of the significance. So I asked her specifically in which mountains it was she found the diamond."
He turned her hand a few times to let the colours of the gem flash in the sunlight, turning the eternal flames gold in the ring.
"We tried experimenting with normal diamonds found from the coal mountains here, but our fire just melted the stone. They had to be from the mountains in my country, where the last fire dragons live. Any diamonds that grow in the rock there can withstand, and even absorb, the dragon fire. So Altjira flew off to find them. I made the ring you are wearing, using my own flame."
He took his eyes from her ring and brought his hand up to her neck, rubbing the medallion to make the flames dance faster.
"Altjira made the blue and white flame diamond in your necklace, since I am not practiced enough to produce them yet. We also figured, as it symbolizes being betrothed to another in one of the Water Tribes, we would keep it water tribe colours. You'll be known with the fire-diamond ring in my nation, and the blue-flame diamond in your nation. I want to make sure everyone knows we're together."
Katara blushed as his last sentence, her chest burning with emotion. She smiled shyly at her new fiancé as she touched the necklace. Though only the Northern Water Tribe presented betrothal necklaces and arranged marriages, she was going to wear it none-the-less. She was in love.
"They're beautiful, Zuko. I'll wear them always."
Her ring sparkled wildly in the sun light as she looked at it, awed at the fire inside. She was excited and scared at the same time, but Katara wanted nothing more than this. The water bender looked to her love, who held his face down and had taken on a quiet mood, though he still held a small smile on his lips.
"What is it?"
Burning gold irises flickered at her as he looked up, bringing his face up to meet hers.
"I wanted to tell you when we first met but, I was afraid it would change things between us. I just wanted you to like me, for me. I'm not...a standard Fire Nation citizen. I'm...," he looked away, hoping to find some confidence floating around on the wind. Why was it easier to ask her to marry him, than what it was to tell her who he was?
It is a good question. Considering you have me, that has magical powers and you, yourself, who has power. And she agreed to marry you, though she never asked much of you, nor ever asked you who you were. She deserves to know.
Zuko looked at the dragon and smiled, shaking his head in amusement. Altjira always knew. He took both of Katara's hands in his and held them up. He repeated his Formal Royal Titles just as he was instructed to do so many times before when he had to present himself to Officials back home, and when he had to present himself here.
"My name is Zuko, son of Lady Ursa and Fire Lord Ozai. Crown Prince of the Fire Nation, and Heir to the Throne."
Katara's eyes widened with realization and she stood speechless, looking at her new fiancé, the Prince of the Fire Nation.
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"What do you mean I'm not the Avatar?!"
Aang could hardly believe what this kid was saying. He had walked into his next class with Toph and Amala, and a boy from the Fire Nation pointed an accusatory finger at him, yelling in his face.
"YOU'RE NOT THE AVATAR! YOU'RE AN IMPOSTER! You figured out how to bend water by using your air bending! It's the only way! ZUKO is the new Avatar!"
Aang reared back as the boy pressed an index finger into his chest to accentuate each word. He looked at Amala, who shook her head in confusion. Toph, on the other hand, grabbed the boy from Aang and threw him down to the floor And encased his arms with stone cuffs. She stood with her arms crossed and face stern.
"Alright, Skippy, tell us what you know. Why is Zuko the Avatar?"
"Well it's obvious isn't it! Last hour, in gym, Zuko got into a fight with some guys that were bending. They started blasting him with rocks and water, then all of a sudden, he turned one of the rocks into SAND! And then grabbed a water whip from the other guy and shot it back at him and froze him! Then he created a huge wall of rock and hit the other guy. And then he buried another guy up to his neck in the floor. It was awesome!"
Amala looked at Aang, who seemed to have frozen in time. She questioned the boy further to try to make more sense of him.
"How do you know it wasn't someone else doing it for him? Did you actually see IT happen?"
The kid snorted at them, as if she had asked him the most ridiculous question in the world.
"Of COURSE I saw it! That's why I'm wearing Fire Nation Clothes! I'm actually from the Earth Kingdom. That's how I figured it all out! Zuko is an Air Nomad born in the Fire Nation! Yea, they made him grow up like a National, how else can you explain it? But anyways, these monks came into the dojo and questioned him. Zuko lit a flame in his hand and then closed it, and a huge water ball made out of everyone's sweat appeared in the air! Everyone was shocked, I was shocked! It looked like he was going to hit someone with the water when he pulled back and hit it with his other hand! But before it could hit anyone, he turned it into snow! It was SO gross but so cool at the same time!"
The boy raised his arms from the floor, laughing aloud.
"I'm totally going to be just like Zuko! People are going to think I'm from the Fire Nation, and when they don't expect it, boom! I'll hit 'em with some earth bending! It'll blow their minds! Hahaha! Yea, woohoo! Avatar Zuko!"
He got up and moved to his seat in the class, directing everyone within hearing range to listen to what happened last hour. Toph shook her head and moved to sit at a nearby chair. Amala sympathized with Aang, who seemed to still be in shock.
"Aang? Are you going to be alright?"
She put a comforting hand on his arm, but he didn't respond. He blinked a few times, swallowed grimly, then retreated back and out of the class. Everything. Zuko had taken everything. His girl, his friends...and now, his life status. There was only one thing to do. He retrieved his glider from his Home Room and left the school.
Upon getting outside, he promptly jumped into and air and took off into the sky.
Aang flew for a time before he decided to land on the side of a mountain, a fair distance from National Republic. He sat with his knees bent up towards his chest and his hands in between, laying palm up on the ground and fingers curled lazily.
"I don't understand. Why is everything happening like this? Why is my whole life falling down the gutter? Katara doesn't like me, I haven't mastered water bending yet, and I haven't even started earth bending. And now people are going to think I am some kind of imposter..."
He slowly raised his head and peered out the left corners of his eyes. On the cliff side, close to where rock met soil, sediment residue stained the stone orange and yellow, making it seem like it was on fire. Aang frowned and bunched his brow, then raised his left hand leg to kick out at the dirt beneath him.
"Zuko! This is ALL HIS fault! He shows up, and all of a sudden, Katara doesn't want to talk to me anymore! All she ever wants to do it spend time with HIM! It was bad enough when he was showing off in front of her, but NOW he has powers like me too! It's not FAIR! He's taking EVERYTHING from me!"
He picked up a sizable rock in his left hand and hurled it against the flame-hued mountain side, shattering it into a myriad of pieces. He sat with his big grey eyes locked onto his target, hatred blazing.
But he didn't expect the flash of white in his peripheral vision. The young monk's anger was momentarily forgotten when a meduim sized white animal jumped onto the rock face he had just aimed at. The animal inspected the rock, picking at it wth little human-like hands. It had a bright, greyish-brown face with round green eyes. The dark of it's face extended down it's sides and around yo the back of it's head and neck, as well as a tong, dark tail with white tip stripes. It possessed two massive wing-like ears on it's head. Aang stood up immediately, smiling wide.
"Lemur!"
The little creature startled, it's huge ears and tail standing straight. Though it was frightened, it stared at Aang inquisitively as he approached slowly. The lemur turned and sat on it's haunches, moving it's head around and examining him. When he was almost in range to catch it, the lemur judged the distance closely and spread two wings hidden under it's arms, springing up with it's back legs.
But before it could actually take off, a huge dark mass dove in on it from the sky, impaling it against the rock with five viciously curving talons. The lemur squealed out in agony as Altjira held it in it's right back claw like a giant eagle with a prized fish.
"NO! ALTJIRA!"
Aang swung his staff at the dragon, who easily deflected the blast with a wing. It lowered it's body over it's prey protectively and hissed, exposing it's long fangs. The monk rushed to it, pushing out a flurry of air waves that had no affect. Altjira dislodged it's claws from the dying lemur and leapt aside as Aang reached the rock, tears of sorrow and anger spilling from his eyes.
"How could you! Get AWAY!"
Altjira tilted it's head to the side, staring at the boy. It wasn't his lemur. It wasn't anyone's. Just a tasty meal for any willing predator. The dragon narrowed it's eyes and looked around in annoyance. A snort of near regret sounded behind Aang as Altjira creeped up.
He turned around to face any further assault from the dragon, but yelped as a pillar of rock encased him and shifted sideways, away from the lemur. Aang's eyes blazed with fury as Altjira walked over to the rock and placed it's fore-claws astride the quickly fading, panting animal. He could feel it coming, the same sensation he got when he saved Katara and Sokka's ship from the sea monster attack. Any moment now, and he would be able to be free from the rock.
But instead of scooping the lemur into it's mouth, Altjira waved it's right claw into the air in a circular fashion, as if it were beckoning something to it. Aang watched as a small bead of water began to appear, slowly growing to a sizeable sphere. The dragon took the water and waved it over the lemur, wrapping it up like a water cocoon. The shield began to glow brightly for a bit, then faded away.
Altjira took it's claws away from the rock and stepped aside, gazing at Aang. The air bender was still trying to fight against the rock, but the fury seemed to have died down a bit. The dragon snarled maliciously at Aang one last time, then took to the air, freeing the monk from his prison. He ran over to the lemur, fearing the worst.
but when he got there, he found the little animal asleep on it's back. The huge,gaping wounds that Altjira's claws had pierced through it's chest were no longer bleeding. In fact, there was no indication of any wounds at all. The lemur was simply sleeping peacefully, as of nothing ever happened.
Aang looked around, searching for the dragon, "But...how Altjira?"
Deep confusion swept over him, but he was thankful. he didn't expect to see the dragon sudden appear at the top of the rock face, looking down on him like a giant watchful cat. The dragon just stared at him, it's big golden eyes never blinking.
And then Aang knew. He understood it all now.
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Azula had immediately gone to practice with her advisors when they arrived home. Lo and Li were wizened advisors to the throne, not actually benders at all, but they personally mentored Azula through every maneuver. They were watching the princess without expression, but they could tell. Something was off. She didn't seem as cold and precise as usual. She seemed...distracted.
Azula circled her arms around herself, static building at her finger tips. She brought her arms up to her chest Abe shot her left hand out, sending lightning during up to the clouds. A strand of hair slid down out of her formed bangs.
"Almost perfect."
"One hair out of place."
Azula pinpointed the strand and focused on it, her pupils shrinking in her eyes.
"Almost isn't good enough!"
She repeats the move again, generating lightning once more, and yet again, the hair falls back. The twin mentors look on, their cold eyes starting to focus harder on her. One of the twins raises her chin up and peers down her nose at the princess.
"Azula, you are distracted. Maybe it is best to try again at a later time?"
She thought about the recent turn of events. Her brother was powerful. Possibly...too powerful. She gnarled her nose and brought her arms out again. The static at her fingers sizzled erratically. Before her advisors could warn her, she shot out her left hand. Instead of a bolt of lightning shooting from her fingertips, a large explosion erupted, sending her crashing to the ground. Her mentors stood and hurried over to her, their faces bound in confusion. They cried out simultaneously, "Azula!"
The Princess pushed herself up, feeling a stabbing pain in her abdomen. It felt hot and stiff, like a tearing muscle. She flung their helping hands away and stood up. She kept her body bent, trying to get used to the pain. She noted their concerned looks and immediately confronted them.
"It was nothing! Nothing! Just leave me alone, I'll figure out my own problems!"
She walked away from them, holding her stomach. The twins stood like statues, watching her leave, faces again expressionless.
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Azula screwed her face up at the feeling. It wasn't so much of a sharp pain anymore as it was a dull, throbbing ache. It burned deep inside, nagging her endlessly. But she refused to see the family physician. She wasn't weak. She didn't need a doctor.
But the pain persisted.
Azula made it to her room and shed her training gear, then moved to lay down on her bed. She heated her hands and messaged her abdomen, relaxing the pain into a more tolerable ache. She laid there and tried meditating, hoping she could will through the pain. At least until Sokka arrived.
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The warrior's mouth hung open and his hands gripped the sides of his face as he eye'd the couple standing in front of him.
"You're WHAT?!"
His eyes were bugging out of his head and his lower jaw had dropped to the ground.
"Sokka, quit over reacting. You like these sort of things!"
Katara looked at her brother who was picking his mouth off the ground. He was always so dramatic. But she knew just the thing that would cheer him up.
"Y'know...as Zuko's best man, you'll get to wear a brand new outfit. And that means..."
Sooka narrowed his eyes at her, knowing the game she was playing, "Don't try to distract me from the obvious, Katara! You're not even sixteen yet! And you and Zuko are wanting to get MARRIED? You haven't even known each other for that long! What's going to happen when the year is over and we have to go home? You're going to go live in the Fire Nation?!"
Zuko tilted his head and pulled his mouth to the side, understand Sokka's point. But. Katara retorted with a point of her own.
"Oh yea, so it's ok for me to marry a COMPLETE stranger that I haven't even met yet, just because mum and dad chose him? And what about you, genius? What's going to happen between you and Azula? Are YOU going to go live in the Fire Nation?
Her brother opened his mouth and tried to come up with a good answer, just just sat there shaking his head back and forth, looking around. He put his hands on his hips and shut his mouth again, trying to think. Zuko stepped in, trying to reason with his friend.
"Sokka, look. I love your sister and I want to be with her for the rest of my life. I want to give her the world and everything in it. You have to understand. Just, put yourself in my position. Think about how you feel about Azula. What if my parents decided that they wanted her to marry someone she didn't know, when she was already in love with someone else?"
Sokka stood straight and stiff with his hands clenched at his waist, "NO ONE TAKES MY 'ZULA AWAY!"
He turned around and headed out the door with the duo following quickly behind. Katara managed to catch up quickly, "Where are you going?! What about our wedding? Are you going to be the best man?"
The warrior stopped abruptly so that Katara crashed into him, bouncing off his back. He turned to her with a finger pointed to the sky.
"I have a woman to attend to! I promised Azula I would be over in an hour and I'm losing time. As for your wedding...well, there better be a FULLY catered buffet with all my favourites. And I'll expect to be looking at some new suits as soon as possible. But right now..." his eye brows rose up and down suggestively, "I've got my own wedding plans to fix up."
Zuko shot him a serious look but shook his head and rolled his eyes. No time for being hypocritical now. They all made it to a nearby trolley and climbed in, heading for Zuko's house.
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Sokka jumped out of the carriage as soon as they arrived, leaving Zuko and Katara to pay for their ride. He rushed to the back, much to Katara's confusion. The warrior had a high step in his walk as he snuck in through the back door, heading straight for Azula's room.
He knocked lightly, smiling ridiculously wide. When he didn't hear an answer, he giggled to himself and opened the door.
"Hehehe, I know you're in there, my sweet and spicy fire lily. You can't hide from the big,strong warrior now. I'll trek the lengths of the world to..."
He walked in to see Azula doubled over on her bend, her face twisted in agony. She was holding her abdomen and shaking. Sokka rushed to her and put a hand on her arm, but the skin was feverishly hot. But she grabbed him by the wrist and held on.
"Azula! What's wrong?! What happened? I need to go find a doctor!"
Her gold eyes blazed crazily at him, eyes watery with unshed tears. She tightened her grip on his and closed her eyes as another wave of pain wracked her body, "No!...No...physicians! I don't want them..."
Sokka brought his face closer, blue eyes flooding with emotional distress. He suddenly had an idea and kissed her, taking her hand away from his wrist, "Azula, please. I have to get you some help. You might not want the doctor, but at least there is a healer here that can help you! Let me go get my sister!"
He stood and hurried out the door, leaving Azula laying there with an outstretched arm, reaching for him.
The tribesman ran through the hall way, hoping to find his sister and Zuko somewhere close by. Luckily, they where unattended in the lounge room, speaking quietly together. Sokka rushed in and grabbed Katara, hauling her roughly up. Zuko stood at the same time, his eyes flaming, "Sokka! What th-..!"
"There's no time! Azula needs your help! She's hurt!"
The three ran back down the hallways until they reached the princess's room. They burst into her room to find Azula curled up and grimacing. When she saw her brother she screamed out in fury, throwing a pillow at him, "NO! Get OUT!"
Katara turned to the two boys and ushered them out the room, "Please, we don't want her in any more stress than what she is already in. Just wait outside."
She shut the door on them and hurried back to the bed.
"Azula, you need to tell me what happened? Where are you hurting at?"
The girl was panting through her pain but managed to roll onto her back and raised her shirt up, revealing a bruised and swollen abdomen. Katara took a sharp intake of breath but acted quickly, calling the nearest water to her hands. A basin close to the bed emptied as a mass of water obediently streamed to the healer.
She gloved her hands with the liquid, then put her hands on Azula's stomach, sensing the internal injury. The water began to glow brightly as she concentrated deeply, recalling all the lessons she had learned from the healing classes she had taken. She willed the fluids inside Azula's body to stitch the injury and heal together her split tissues.
Azula's face began to relax as Katara's ministrations began to go to work, quickly relieving the pain and discomfort in her. A few minutes later, she lay still, breathing heavy, but easier than before. Katara took her hands away from the girl as the last of the water evaporated from her touch.
"How is it. Does it feel any better?"
Azula nodded, swallowing thickly. Katara rose from the bed to look for more water, wanting to thoroughly check over her patient in case she had missed any deeper injuries. She came back from the washroom with a fresh sphere of bright blue water. Azula lay flat as Katara ran her water covered hands over her stomach again.
She felt the fluids through her pores, filling her system. Katara sensed everything the liquid came into contact with. Her upper abdominal muscles were fully healed. Her stomach and intestines were fully intact. Her lower abdominals were healed. She sensed deeper, thoughtful not to miss any hidden wounds. The bladder was unmarked, as well as the uterus. Everything seemed fine. Except one minor thing.
The healer felt the water surround something deep within Azula. Something quite apart of her, yet, wasn't her.
What was that last subject she was learning in class?
Katara fully engulfed the tiny mass and compared it to the rest of Azula's tissues. The water bender's eyes grew wide as saucers as the water gloves she had been holding suddenly lost form and splashed down on Azula.
"Hey! What are you doing!"
The angry fire bender filled the area with heat, evaporating the dampness from her clothes. She glared at Katara, who had leaned back on her arms, staring back at her in disbelief.
"What?! Am I alright?"
The healer nodded her head slowly, closing her mouth and gulping.
"Then what is it! Why are you looking at me like that!"
Katara took a few deep breaths through her nose, before focusing her eyes on Azula's irate gaze.
"Azula...You..."
"Just spit it out already! I what?!"
Azula's face twisted again at what she heard, but this time, it was not from pain.
"Azula. You're pregnant!"
The fire bender's face fell. Shock over came her immediately and she sat back, breathing heavily, through her nose. Katara understood the panic and tried to help calm her down.
"It's...it's alright. Everything is going to be alright. We can...fix it."
The water bender gritted her teeth at those last words, hot emotion filling her face, lighting up her cheeks and ears. But she knew this kind of news was nothing Azula expected, and, through getting to know her for the past few months, knew it was something she wouldn't want. Katara definitely thought it as one of the few things Azula wouldn't be capable of accomplishing.
But the fire bender gripped the sheets around her, her eyes furious as a stifling heat engulfed the two, "Fix...it? We can fix it? What the fuck do you mean, we can fix it?! What makes you think I want it fixed!"
Katara was taken completely off guard. Was she suggesting that she wanted to keep it?
"Azula! I'm sorry! I just, I don't know what I was thinking, I just assumed because of your age and you and Sokka are not married...I'm sorry."
Azula was hyperventilating, her nostrils flaring open and closed. She brought her hands up, fingers curled like claws, "It's MINE. MINE. I'm going to KILL Sokka for doing this, but it is MINE! And NO ONE is going to take it away!"
Katara leaned back, frightened at from the reaction. But she was relieved. Almost even exhilarated. She couldn't help feel the emotions overwhelming her, flooding her. She felt her throat tighten as she leaned forward and hugged the girl, tears of happiness dropping from her eyes.
"Azula... I'm so glad! I was mortified when I said that, and I'm sorry but I'm so proud of you!"
The Princess was taken aback at the hug. Apart from Sokka's affection, it was a behaviour she rarely experienced throughout her entire life. She stiffened at the hug and sat looking out in confusion. What was she supposed to do?
She looked around as her brow bunched together, female hormones suddenly too much to handle. Hot tears dripped from her eyes, but only momentarily. She turned her face away and burned the liquid from her face, disposing of the evidence. But she returned the gesture none-the-less, and placed her arms around Katara. The relief was like the pressure of the world suddenly lifting from her shoulders.
It was an honest, loving, family hug.
They held the embrace for a while, sympathizing silently. Eventually Katara broke away, anxious to tell the news to someone.
"We should probably tell the boys..." Azula shot her a severe look, correcting her sentence, "I mean, we should tell them that you are ok. I'll send Sokka in here. He should definitely be the first one to know."
Azula sighed heavily, feeling the weight fall back upon her shoulders. But at least, she wouldn't be alone. Not anymore.
Katara smile at her and got up, turning to walk to the door. She clasped her hands together and raised her shoulders gleefully before exiting the room.
She slowly closed the door behind her, disguising her emotions from her brother, but failing to hide the smile on her face from Zuko. He arched an eyebrow at her as Sokka rushed over, confronting her.
"What happened?! Is she alright? I need to see her!"
"It's alright, Sokka, calm down. She's fine." Her eyes darted from her brother to Zuko, then back again, "But...I think you need to prepare yourself. She has something to tell you."
The warrior gave her a confused look but sidestepped around, opening the door to his girlfriend's room. Zuko tried to follow suit, but Katara grabbed his arm, holding him back.
"I think this is something only Sokka needs to know right now. Your time will come, but, right now, it's his time."
Zuko narrowed his eyes in questioning, "Something so important that MY OWN sister couldn't tell me first?"
Katara smiled sweetly at him and winked, "Azula has to tell him because it is his right to know first. When it happens to me, then I'll tell you first."
When it happens to me? Zuko looked at his sister's bedroom door, steam rolling out of his nose.
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Sokka entered the dark room, seeing Azula laying on the bed. He approached her slowly then sat down beside her on the right side of the bed, leaning back with her against the pillows. He placed a concerned hand on her arm, rubbing the back of her hand.
"Are you ok?"
Azula shifted her eyes to him, a mixture of feelings glazing over the golden irises. Sokka's heart began to race as he looked at her, seeing her bottom lip tremble slightly.
"Love. What's wrong? You can tell me."
Azula exhaled a hot breath of steam, then put on a brave face. She turned to her lover and glared at him slightly before looking away.
"Your sister didn't tell you?"
He shrugged, shaking his head, "No, she didn't. Was she supposed to?"
"No. I guess not. That just leaves it up to me then."
The tribesman took her hand in his, looking at her expectantly.
"What's going on, Azula?"
The Fire Princess straightened her posture, looking down at Sokka with a slight smirk.
"Congratulations Sokka. It is my formal duty to inform you that..." She paused, waiting for him. He nodded his ear towards her, eyebrow raised.
"Sokka. I'm pregnant."