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Azula walked down the hallway to her old bedroom. The soft clinking of her sandals the only sound echoing off the walls, the dark red curtains rippled gently with the evening breeze, a lone servant scurried past Azula, fear evident in her face as she paced the fallen princess. Azula sneered in contempt as she hurried to the solitude of her room, slamming the door she sat in front of her mirror.

That was what they called her 'the fallen princess'. She heard it whispered as she walked off the royal ship behind her mother. While her mother received a huge welcome among the Fire Nation citizens and Azula was looked at in fear and avoided. Zuko greeted her briefly but upon seeing their mother forgot everything. Azula had watched with contempt as Zuko and their mother reunited with such love. She had seen just a glance of Mai but received no sign of welcome or friendship just a cold look of hatred and distrust.

A soft knock came from the door. Azula glared at the reflection of her Mother and a servant entered her room.

"Azula you're not even ready for the ball. Luckily I brought the hair dresser with me, she does wonders with hair." Ursa said as she entered and walked over to the window looking down into the gardens.

Azula growled softly as the servant began fixing her hair. "I don't want to go."

Ursa turned and looked at her daughter. "What do you mean you don't want to go? Your brother just returned home."

"Watch it you clumsy…" Azula yelled as her hair was tugged up.

"Azula watch your language." Ursa interrupted her. "You are going to the ball to show your support for your brother."

"The brother that exiled me to Ember Island and took away my rightful title!" Azula snapped back.

"You're rightful title, and what would that be Azula. Fire Lord, or Princess?" Ursa asked with a raised eyebrow.

Azula sneered at her mother. "I refuse to go."

"Don't sneer like that dear." Ursa said with a shake of her head. Heading to Azula's closet Usras took out an elegant red dress with a dark black over coat. "You will wear this and you will show yourself for at least an hour. Agreed?"

Azula stared at the red dress in her mother's hands. "Fine an hour not a minute more."

Ursa's face softened as she laid the gown on the bed. Turning back she looked at her daughter. "I know you hate me." Ursa choked out the word. "I know you don't understand why I brought you back…but I hope eventually you'll see that I only do this because I love you."

And with that Ursa left.

"I don't know what your staring at continue." Azula snapped at the servant.

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"How many guards do you have watching her?" Mai asked again as she walked with Zuko down the stairs and into the ball room.

"Six I told you that already." Zuko replied. "Did I mention you look beautiful?"

"Only six, she's taken down three times as many as that by herself." Mai snapped than smiled as they greeted the crowd of people. "How many guards do you have watching you."

"None." Zuko said

"What?" Mai gasped in irritation.

"Mai our guests are watching us very closely. Control yourself or I will kiss you right here in front of everyone."

"You wouldn't dare?" Mai whispered as she fixed a calm expression on her face.

"You know I would. I like the idea of public affection it's growing on me." Zuko replied with a genuine smile.

They reached the bottom and Zuko leaned in and kissed Mai lightly on the lips. The guest all gave mummers of approval and Mai could feel the color rising in her face.

"You're a cad." Mai whispered.

"I know and that's why you love me." Zuko said. He than gave a startled look at what he had just said. Mai looked away quickly knowing he didn't mean to say the 'L' word. Trying to cover up Zuko broke the silence. "I will look for you when the music starts. We must lead the first dance."

"Of course." Mai said as she turned right into the crowd and Zuko turned left.

Entering the crowd Mai greeted everyone with a graceful smile and a kind word. Trying to brush off the feeling of despair and regret that always came over her when Zuko tried to ignore his feelings. Then suddenly she came face to face with Azula. Azula stood there blocking Mai's way. A slow smirk spread across Azula's lips her gold eyes narrowing slightly.

"Well look at you Mai. You certainly have risen since the last I've seen you." Azulas voice was low and sarcastic. "What should I call you? My lady, Lady Mai, Fire Lady Mai or your real title traitor."

Mai held her head a notch higher and stared coldly back at Azula. She had learned a long time ago that Azula played on fear, she practically fed on it. In quite disdain she glanced at Azula, she wore a dark red dress with a golden sash around her waste; her shoulder length hair was twisted and pined up with golden Fire Lily combs. Azula truly had beauty on the outside put inside there was a darkness that Mai was afraid no man could ever conquer

"I see you've been released from the asylum." Mai replied in a monotone, her face was blank and bored looking. "It won't last long you know; you'll soon prove yourself incapable of controlling yourself, and when you're sent back I'll make damn sure you never get out."

Azula's face fell slightly her golden eyes widening slightly. She looked like a caged animal suddenly wary and nervous.

"Watch yourself Azula everyone is watching you, waiting for you to slip up." Mai continued in a light voice. "I guess we didn't have to wait long or have you forgotten the proper greeting the Fire Lady receives?"

Azula's eyes narrowed in anger and her face darkened in rage. "Are you trying to pull rank over me?"

Mai raised a perfect eyebrow and looked down her nose at Azula. "I already have."

Azula glanced around noticing that she was being watched. Everyone waiting to see if she was going to slip up, everyone backing away afraid she might lose her control. Breathing hard Azula bit the in side of her cheek trying to control her anger and rage. Slowly she forced her knees to bend and her eyes to lower in submission and respect to the Fire Lady. The silence was broken by sighs of relief.

Mai watched Azula rise and her face flame with embarrassment at being forced to show weakness to another. Azula didn't give Mai a chance to say anything else for she quickly left weaving her way among the crowd and out into the gardens. Mai let out a sigh of relief than gasped in shock when she felt Zuko's hand on her bare arm. Glancing up she met Zuko's concerned face.

"Are you ok?" Zuko's asked uneasiness evident in the way his voice shook.

"I'm fine." Mai said turning. Surprised at how quickly Zuko had made it to her side. Zuko let out a sigh of relief and took Mai's hand in his.

"I believe we have a dance to lead." Zuko said as he led Mai to the dance floor.

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"The Fallen Princess is here." Ty Lee whispered to the man next to her.

"Who?" He turned with a drink in hand and smiled down at her.

"Azula." Ty Lee replied. "Her aurora is black. She is angry and hurt. She's never been like that before she has always been confident, prideful determined."

"Where is she?"

"Oh no she is confronting Mai. You have to do something." Ty Lee said urgently.

"What am I supposed to do?"

"I don't know you're the physician of the mind."

"Sometimes Ty Lee you…" He trailed off.

"You know you love me." Ty Lee said with a smile.

He gave a laugh before leaving.

…………………..

Azula sat down on the stairs of the garden. Her breath came out in swirls of smoke. Breathing in and out she tried to control her anger and fire that was building up inside her. How dare Mai pull that, how dare they all watch her waiting for her to slip, waiting for a chance to lock her away again. Well that wasn't going to happen she wouldn't let it. Oh why couldn't she just leave Mai alone, but the anger and hurt boiled over every time she say her. She closed her eyes trying to calm down and then she felt it, slight but it was there the calming peace the feeling of comfort.

Raising her head she looked around, there he was standing not to far from her. A lopsided grin on his face his black hair swept across one eye. He wore a dark red tunic over a black shirt tied together with a golden belt. He was gorgeous and it made her angry that she noticed.

"Fancy meeting you here." Beng Fong said in his usual light hearted voice.

"What do you want?" Azula snapped wrapping her arms around herself as if to protect herself from him.

"I felt your angry and confusion, tell me what happened." Beng Fong said gently.

"No." Azula half shouted. "You're not my doctor anymore. I don't know how you were even invited."

"Some of my family is close friends with yours." Beng Fong replied easily.

"Does is it look like I care." Azula sneered.

Beng Fong sat down next to her. Azula closed her eyes trying to shut him out but she couldn't instead she just grew more aware of him next to her. She gasped softly as his fingers brushed her cheeks, there was something so compelling about the way that he touched her. Just her face. The whisper of his fingers against her cheek bones. The pad of his thumb stroked her lower lip. Her eyes flew open and she leaned away violently shoving his hand away.

"Stop it." Azula snapped.

"Stop what?" Beng Fong asked with a lazy smile letting his hand drop away from her.

"You know what." Azula said in a calmer voice. "Stop using your influence to befuddle me mind. I can calm myself."

"I know you can." Beng Fong said with another smile. "Your doing great Azula."

"Their all in there watching me, waiting for me to slip up, waiting to lock me up." Azula replied her voice soft her face relaxed.

"Really, and here I thought everyone was staring at your beauty." Beng Fong said fondly.

Azula let out a genuine laugh. "Flattery doesn't work on me."

"I know but at least I tried and that's what you need to do. Go back in there smile, greet everyone, and than leave. Remember don't give up, keep trying." Beng Fong smiled. "Better hurry up before you mother comes looking for you."

"That is the last thing I need my mother on my back." Azula said with a roll of her eyes. Standing up she took a deep breath and forced a smile on her face. "Here I go."

Beng Fong watched as she walked right back into the ballroom. Fallen Princess didn't fit at all Azula was strong and determined not weak or scared she just needed someone to believe in her. He let out a ragged breath of air and locked his hands together shaking slightly, his emotions had gotten the best of him. If only he could use the calming influence he wielded so easily on others on himself.