A/N:
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Warning: The Siren is in this so expect language and sexually explicit dialogue and acts and violence.
Chapter 26:
Sitting in bed as the physicians looked her over, Katara stared at her husband that was standing by the window of her bedroom, lost in his own thoughts as she saw he was looking down at his hand. Tilting her head to the side as a smile pulled to her lips, the waterbender couldn't help but think he was cute when he was being aloof. How he could be in a room filled with people and somehow still be the only person there. It was so like him. When she first met him, Katara admits she thought he desired all eyes on him and craved to be the center of attention. But he was completely opposite to that. Hated being watched and pretended to not be seen. He was in his own little world. A world she would like to join him in but something told her that he would be reluctant to let her in. Even with how far they've come in their relationship. She was still an outsider to him.
"Your majesty, are you feeling any nausea or any unusual discomfort?" A physician looked to her.
Shaking her head with a smile, "No. I'm fine."
Though, she didn't look that way, they were told not to mention anything about what happened to her. Only play along that she had hit her head and remained unconscious in bed for a few weeks. Somehow, she remembered nothing about what happened to her. It was both a good and terrible thing. Not remembering meant she'd be able to live as if nothing had happened. But it also meant there would be no clues as to where they could find Shin.
"It appears that you'll be bedridden for a few more weeks. At least until you're well enough to start walking again." A physician told her.
Disappointed at the news, "But the Winter Solstice is in two weeks. How am I supposed to attend?" The Fire Lady looked incredibly disheartened. She had really been looking forward to going and seeing what the ladies had put together in her absence. Plus, she had to find a gift to get her husband. How was she supposed to participate at all in the festive holiday if she was in bed for weeks?
Looking over his shoulder at his wife that was literally trying to persuade the doctors into giving her a shorter sentence to her recovery. Agni, she's awake no more than an hour and she's already arguing with someone. But that undying spirit of hers was why he loved her. And why he didn't want to tell her what had really become of her.
"There is always next year, your majesty." They tried to reassure her.
Not accepting that, "But who's to say I'll even want to go next year?!" Flailing her arms around as she felt defeated.
Ozai turned around and waved his hand for them to leave, he would deal with his wife on this. The physicians bowed gratefully as the Fire Lady wasn't letting up her argument. Walking over to the bed where his wife was giving him the look to which he smirked at her.
"You are a stubborn woman, Katara. Surely, you must know you cannot dance if you are like this." Coming to sit on the edge of her bed and taking her hand in his. He looked down at it.
Retracting her hand from him, "I can heal myself." She told him.
The smirk on his face fell as he refused to look in her eyes, "You could were these injuries fresh but you've been like this for nearly a month. Your healing won't work."
"How did you kn-"
Laying his hand on her thigh, Ozai rubbed the area gently before finally glancing at her. "A waterbender had been my caregiver when I was a child. Whenever I'd get into a fight with the other children she would heal me." How was he just now remembering this?
Eyes wide, Katara was more than curious but soon she remembered the conversation they had months ago in his office about how Shin's family had been killed. Hama. But didn't she hate the Fire Nation? How could she want to take care of a Fire Nation child? Not only that but the prince of the nation she loathed. Katara wanted to ask more about his childhood and hopefully hear about how Hama was tied into it, but it was one of those subjects that she figured she wasn't allowed to know. The distance he put up between them. Instead she sighed softly, pretending to not have thought all that she had, and looked to him. Seeing his tired eyes and the dark circles that circle them, it was clear he was lacking proper sleep. Probably worrying over her when he shouldn't have.
"You didn't sleep, did you?" Katara asked somewhat in disappointment.
Drifting off, "How could I?"
"Lay with me." She told him as she slipped her hand to his face, mustering a soft smile.
Ozai didn't hesitant to accept his wife's offer as he climbed into bed with her, seeking rest from the many many nights he spent awake with her on his mind. Now with her in his arms, he could finally sleep. He could finally find peace in shutting his eyes. Laying himself between her legs as he rested his head in her lap, her hand resting on his head, tangling her fingers his hair. When his eyes closed and breath in her scent, he finally found himself relax as sleep vastly approached.
Smiling down at the man that found much needed rest in her lap, Katara smiled and caressed his head. Every discomfort and fear that was within her faded in this moment. All she could focus on was how cute it was to have her husband in her lap like this. His hair cascading around them as he sought from her what she had looked to him for. Comfort.
…..
Quietly entering the royal chambers, Kimiko and Suki set down the dining room table for dinner. It was late evening and no one had heard or seen the Fire Lord. Usually, during the days when there were no duties, he would be found working out in the dojo or mediating. Anything really to keep him busy. Everyone knew how much he hated this time of year. But the fact that he hadn't left his chambers only meant that he was probable catching needed sleep or with his wife. Likely both.
"Do you think he will let us see her?" Suki asked the madam.
Shaking her head, "His majesty will likely keep her to himself for the few weeks. This is a couple's holiday and therefore, normal for them to have time to themselves."
Yeah, well I'd still like to see my friend. The Kyoshi wasn't too happy about not being able to see or speak with Katara. Before her being kidnapped, they hadn't seen each other for over a month already as she and the Fire Lord were away. And now, she was back but unavailable.
Sighing as she set Katara's side of the table. "I told your brother about Fumi and Daichi. I guess he'll handle that so we can focus more on the end of the war like we're supposed to."
"The end of the war is the Avatar's concern. Not ours." Kimiko clarified. "Katara is not going to side against my brother, she's made that pretty clear and so we shall refrain from getting involved any further."
"If that's the case what was the point of us coming this far?! Or working with the White Lotus?! Was that all for nothing?!" Suki was really about to lose her shit. The only reason she and Zuko didn't take Katara and run like hell was because they thought it was a benefit to the war being won in their favor. But now, Kimiko was saying not to get involve any further. What the hell?!
Knowing this was the last thing the Kyoshi was ready to hear but it needed to be said. Regardless of all else, it was the duty of the Avatar to bring peace and harmony. Not everyone else. Besides, the waterbender was expecting. It went without saying that she would be reluctant even more to side against the Fire Lord when he was not only her husband but the father of her child. Explaining this to the Kyoshi warrior would be too much right now. She would let the child find out for herself. Hopefully, Kimiko will be nowhere near the Suki when she learns of her friend's pregnancy.
…..
On his way from searching for Shin and Hama's secret hideaway Zuko heard a roar. No. That couldn't be what he thought it was. The sound. It sounded like Appa.
"Hey! Look! Its Zuko!" The Fire Prince heard Sokka's voice yell from the direction of where he heard the flying bison's roar.
Before he could further assess anything, Zuko found himself tackled to the ground by his blind earthbender friend. "Zuko! You're alive!"
Next thing he knew the Avatar stomped his foot on the ground to raise him and Toph up, then colliding into both of them for a hug.
"Group hug!" Sokka yelled as he too joined in and squeezed his firebender friend along with all the others.
Zuko thought he was going to suffocate from how much they were all squeezing him. Agni, save him.
~Moments Later~
The group followed causally behind Zuko as he led them from the woodlands just outside the capital into the city. Luckily, they came prepared, already dressed up as Fire Nation citizens. Walking ahead of the youngest members that were discussing whether or not Appa would be fine on his own, Sokka and Zuko navigate through the mildly crowded streets of the slums.
"So you guys just coming back from the South?" Zuko asked as he kept his hood tight over his head.
Nodding his head as he picked his teeth, "Yeah, Katara and your jackass dad tried to take me back but Aang and Toph were there with your uncle, so I came back here with them."
"My uncle's here?" The Fire Prince perked up.
"Yup but he ran off before we caught you." Arms going behind his head as he glanced around at the people around him. They all looked miserable but people looked miserable everywhere. Just thought maybe the people in the capital would be happier.
Uncle ran off? Zuko figured he probably went to catch up with his White Lotus friends or whatever.
As the group progressed, Zuko taking them to where he had been staying in the city slums, Sokka told him about everything that had happened on their end and what happened in the South Pole. His father with Katara's help gained the Southern Tribe as Fire Nation territory. It was hard for the Fire Prince to believe that the waterbender would ever aid in helping his father. However; what was even more unbelievable was what Sokka told him Aang had discussed with Iroh. Supposedly, Katara withheld information that was vital to defeating the Fire Lord and asked for mercy if Aang is to win. The tribesman didn't believe it either when Iroh told him but having seen how strange his sister had behaved around the Fire Lord, he didn't know if it was wrong to not believe it.
"I figured this would happen." Zuko said grimly. "She threw me off a balcony to protect him!"
Sokka hissed at how brutal that must have been. Especially when Toph told them Zuko and his sister had some secret fling going on. La, things had to have been rough for him but they could all handle their personal affairs after the war thing was over. Right now with them all together, minus Katara and Suki, they could start planning how they were going to get things going.
Showing them to the small apartment he had been living in, everyone followed him up the steps, ignoring the prostitutes that were posted up against their doors and the obvious gamblers and con-artist plotting outside in the hallways.
Aang looked at the back of Zuko's head, "This isn't a place I'd think you'd be staying at."
"No but I could be outside like I was a few weeks ago." The firebender tossed over his shoulders as he reached his room.
Toph punched the young monk, "What kind of shit remark was that, twinkle toes?"
Shrugging his shoulders, "Sorry, I was just saying what everyone was thinking."
….
"The moon is full again." Katara woke to the sight of her husband standing by the window late at night, hands held behind his back. His voice like thick fog, clouding her thoughts with only how husky and low it was. Shirtless with his long black hair reaching below his waist. His alabaster skin illuminated by the light of the whole moon. It was a god-like image. Everything about him as he stood quietly by the window, gazing at the moon was god-like. As if he had descended from the heavens. No earthly being could be so beautiful and wonderfully made and the awe of perfection. And yet, he was.
Katara couldn't help but admire the tyrant she had married. The man that she should loath with all her heart. Distrust with all her being. And fight with all her will. However; here she was pregnant with his child, unbelievably in love with him, and dying to close this small distance between them. La, if hell was the place she would go for falling for this monster that the whole world feared, then she'd gladly dive into its depths.
Moving to sit up in bed, the waterbender hissed and her hand quickly moved to her side. Glancing down at where her pain was coming from, Katara clenched her teeth as she rolled up her gown and saw deep teeth marks that had clearly broken the skin as well as a huge dark bruise. Her eyes welled up as her heart began to race.
Ozai turned around to see that his wife was up, sitting in bed with a pained look on her face, looking at her body beneath her gown.
"You shouldn't look at those." He said as he quickly came upon the bed and took her hand from where she was holding up the dress. Yanking the skirt of her dress down, Ozai looked at his wife with stern eyes.
Gazing at him with wide eyes as her breathing started picking up. "Wh-wha-what happened to me?! How did all these bruises- ...I-I I thought I fell or hit my head!"
"Katara, you need to focus on healing first and then we'll talk about what happened." Ozai told her in a strict voice. Not wanting to be harsh on her but not wanting her to get worked up and delay her recovery.
Breathing even more heavily, the waterbender was on the verge of having a panic attack as she tried to pull her gown back up to look at herself but Ozai grabbed her wrist and forced them about her head.
"Stop it!" He yelled.
Staring up at him with a fearful gaze, Katara slowed her breathing and tried to get a grip. But something had happened to her and she hadn't a clue what it was. Something really bad happened to her. She knew because the way her husband looked at her. Like she was some fragile thing. Like one wrong move or word would shatter her. He was so careful. So precise. Even as he yelled she could see in those la damn gold gems of his that he was withholding something. Whether that something was information, emotion, or something else, he was keeping it from her. What? What could he be hiding?
"Ozai, Please-"
"No, Katara. I promised I'd protect you, even if that means from yourself." His voice as heavy as ever.
"Protect me?" She choked as her next set of words came. "Look at me! Were you protecting me when this happened?! I could have lost our child!"
As if he couldn't feel any lower than he already had. As if he didn't already feel guilty about what had taken place. As if he wasn't burn on the inside from seeing how terrified his waterbender was at the sight of her injuries. Agni, never in his life had he felt as he did. Yet, to add insult to injury. The only woman he has ever found himself to truly love. The only person to both challenge him and not do so with ill intentions. The only anything that he's longed for more than his own selfish ambitions. Her words literally crushed him. Letting go of her wrist as he looked at her with hurt eyes, Ozai tore himself away from her and eventually from the room.
Staring after him with a bewildered look on her face, Katara knew from that rare and almost impossible to belong to him expression, that she had hurt him. With not her fists nor her water whips but her words, she had done something that she never thought imaginable. They had pierced through the tough and nearly impenetrable skin of the Fire Lord. She had wounded him. Declaring him in but so many words, his inability to protect her and keep his words. Calling him a liar and stating her distrust in his ability to do what men, what husbands, what fathers do to insure the safety of their wives and children. Protect. Basically, telling him he failed her and their child.
La, what did I do? Her hand went over her mouth as she squeezed her eyes shut.
…
Jee handed the Kyoshi another basket of fruits as they both shopped around the market district for something to cheer up the Fire Lady. Suki had gone to visit her a few days ago and the waterbender was simply in a terrible mood. In pain from her injuries, had no recollection of what happened, had a hard time sleeping, and supposedly she and the Fire Lord were in the middle of a Cold War. Wanting to help her friend recover and bounce back, Suki asked Jee to accompany her in her quest to finding something that would get her friend's mood up.
Holding the basket in one hand and his hand in the other, Suki leaned on his arm as they casually made their way through the streets of the capital.
Sighing, "I can't believe she doesn't remember anything."
"It might be for the best." Jee told her. "There's enough she has to deal with. Reliving what happened would only make her worse."
While she agreed with that, Suki still didn't think Katara shouldn't know what happened. The Fire Lord swore to execute anyone that spoke of the kidnapping or anything thing related to it. She hoped that he would eventually tell her. But that was unlikely.
Finding themselves right outside a stand that sold flame chocolates, Jee smiled and pointed the Kyoshi's attention to it. "If those don't cheer her up then nothing will."
"Flame chocolates?" This was the first time Suki had ever heard of such a thing. "Is it spicy?"
"Yup! My cousins and I would eat them as children, mouths all catch fire and we'd burst out laughing." He wanted some for himself. "They're really good."
Tilting her head to the side, maybe this was what Katara needed. Chocolates and laughs. Buying them without second thought, Suki and Jee strolled along. Having gotten the Fire Lady her get well present, they thought that a little time to think about what they'd get one another for the Winter Solstice wouldn't be too bad. The holiday was meant for couples and it was clear that's what they were now. A couple.
~Later that day~
"Agni, you are so beautiful." Jee said as he kissed his woman down her neck to her collar bone. Slowly tugging down her dress as he did.
Head tilted back as she moaned, her hands laced in his short length hair as she wanted nothing more than to be taken back to bed with him. Spirits, how could something so sinful be so good?
However; before either of them could do anything, a loud knock was heard on the door and they both groaned. Who could that be? It was late evening.
Probably Zuko, Suki mentally rolled her eyes as she didn't do much to keep the rest of her gown from fall. Her and Jee reluctantly going to the door to greet whom they both thought was the Fire Prince trying to interrupt things.
"Zuko, what the hell do you wa-"
Suki stopped short as her eyes widened at the sight of angry blue eyes.
"I guess Zuko wasn't lying, was he?" Sokka growled as he looked furiously at his cheating girlfriend.
"Sok-"
Before she could say another word, Sokka pushed the door wide open and tackled Jee to the door. Gaping in utter shock, Suki hears the voice of the second last person she expected to be here.
"So Sugar Queen ain't the only one hooking up with some hot stuff?" Toph laughed loudly and Aang tried to get her to calm it down as they entered, unfazed by the two men fighting in the floor.
Arms folded as he entered, shutting the door behind him with his foot, Zuko glared at Suki and she glared back.
Stopping her before she could open her mouth to say something, "Not here to discuss your affair. We're here to plan how we're going to take down my father." He said dismissively.
You jackass! Just like your father!
…..
"How is she?" Ozai asked as he sat by his balcony early one morning. He wore a black fur blanket over his bear shoulders as he held a cup of hot tea, staring at the snowfall taking place outside.
Kimiko set down another freshly brewed pot of tea for her brother who hadn't left his rooms or chambers in the last six days. His back turned to her as it had been the last few days. "She is well and unwell."
"Meaning?" His focus still on the snow.
Clearing her throat a little as it was scratchy, "Her majesty was able to heal some of the light bruises and teeth marks along her body. However; some are too heavy and have sat there longer, which hinders her from healing them. She's gotten out of bed a few times and her friend, the Kyoshi has been visiting her to help her recover. Regarding her pregnancy, it would seem she has a small bump already which the physicians believe makes her at least two months."
The madam went on to tell her brother how he should start making arrangements for a nursery to be prepared and tutors to be lined up. The business of a royal child being born was serious and needed months before the birth to have everything ready. Finding a qualified mid-wife was important. A caretaker for the prince or princess for when the Fire Lady had not enough time to raise her child needed to be scouted for. There were so many things that needed to be set in motion. However; it seemed her brother hadn't even begun to take care of any of these matters.
"Brother, time is of the essence. We must not waste it in preparing for the birth of your third child." Kimiko was very excited about there being a third royal child, second if you subtract his eldest.
Ozai continued sitting there as if she had said nothing at all. "You said she was also unwell, how so?" Barely having moved an inch.
"She wakes screaming and in a cold sweat, your majesty." Kimiko told him. "I do believe while she remembers nothing of what happened to her while conscious, she must be reliving it in her sleep."
Sighing, as he shut his eyes and drank another sip of his tea. "Have the physicians make her a sedative to help her sleep more peacefully." He ordered his sister. "As for preparations for our child, I'm leaving them on hold until I deal with the nobles here at court. Can't announce she's pregnant when she has a target on her back."
Yes. That made plenty of sense to the madam as she nodded her head and set out to do as told.
Left in her wake, Ozai reopened his eyes slowly and narrowed them on the scene outside. He hated winter. Hated snow. Hated this holiday. Hated celebration. For what was the point of any of them. Why did a chill or frost need to lay across the land? Or why did there need to be a blanket of white covering the hills and valleys? What point was it to spend time with those you see all year round as if you haven't already done so? And why people many seek merry laughter and festive feels? It baffled him his whole life. This time of year was a redundant and pointless period. He couldn't wait for spring to wipe clean his nation of this hideous blanket of ice.
Standing up from his sofa, Ozai placed down his teacup on the table and slid the fur blanket off his shoulders, gradually making his way to his balcony. Pulling back the transparent curtains as he walked out on his terrace. Feet directly touching the snow as snowflakes fell down on him and his bare chested form. His hair draped to one side as his eyes took in the white slush around him.
Breathing in, no steam left his nostrils nor his mouth. I'm losing a little of my humanity day by day. He realized. Whatever it was Hama did to him, turning him into a Phoenix. Something she said he always was but had been suppressing. Whatever it was that she had done to him, it was reaching completion. There was no more warmth in his body. His vision was stronger and enhanced. His ability to feel temperature gone as of this morning and he was pretty sure his irises were no longer gold.
"Ozai." He heard the voice of his maker. "Ozai, are you not pleased by this?"
Not making a single move to look at or face her, he shut his eyes once again. "I am no longer human. No longer a man. I'm not who I was. Who I'm supposed to be."
Holding the skirt of her long thick winter dress as she walked to him, Hama gazed at him as if he were a complete masterpiece. "No, you are greater than that, Ozai. You are and always have been greater than a man. And this is who you were always meant to be." Standing directly in front of him, Hama reached her hand to his face as his eyes remained closed. "My precious Phoenix. You are exactly what you were destined to be. Do not dread the lose of your mortality. That is for the weak and you are much too strong for it."
Opening his eyes, Ozai saw his 'mother' stare at him with a loving gaze as her hand moved to the top of his eyebrows.
"Grey eyes suit you better than your gold ones." She smiled at him. Pleased with her work and what he had become. All those years of remaining here in the Fire Nation to discover that one ancient secret amongst the people of Fire had paid off.
"My wife, she will see me and-"
"And think how handsome a man you are. Katara is no different than you or I, Ozai." Hama smirked. "Surely, you must have figured that out by now."
Grey eyes widened as he took a step back from Hama to have space to think. That was right. Katara was possessed. Possessed by something that fawned over him. Something that had glowing blue eyes and gold dust illuminating off her bronze skin. A thing that could read minds and gave him an eerie feeling.
Reading his thoughts, "She is a Siren like me."
"A Siren? What is that a Water witch or something?" Ozai scuffed without really meaning to.
"Sirens are much more complicated than that, Ozai. We come with our very own distinctive gifts. Some we share, some we have of our own. Each of us is different from the next. Just as Phoenix and other greater beings out there." Hama explained to him.
So there are more out there. Ozai dreaded the conclusion.
Again reading his mind, "Yes. But you need not fear for there are very few."
That was a relief. Last thing he needed was to concern himself with a vast quantity of opponents that turned out to be 'greater beings' as Hama put it.
Turning to look away from him and to the view of the snow, Hama smirked to herself. "However; I do not have enough time right now to discuss everything there is about our kind. I simply came to place in your hands another gift. One that I hope you can see as an apology."
Snapping her fingers, a small spot of snow shifted into what looked like a puddle and a light beamed from it. "Katara was and will once again be my most precious student. She is the last of the Siren population in the Southern Tribe other than myself. Anyone that harms her must be dealt with." Her voice was as cold as the ice around her. "My son only needs one arm to do my bidding. It would seem the other acted without my authorization."
From the puddle with light beaming from it, a severed arm appeared and the puddle froze back into snow, leaving the cut off limb lying there as if it had fallen from the sky. Ozai gaped at the sight and then to the woman. That meant not only did she know what Shin did to Katara but she was the reason the man stole her. Technically, she was the waterbender's kidnapper.
Feeling the murderous intention seething into the cold air, Hama looked over her shoulder at the Fire Lord. "You are the most powerful of all the monsters there are in this world and you will rule every last one as you are so destined to do. However;" turning her gaze back out to the snow. "What is greater? The strongest monster or the one who created it?"
Ozai had already shifted. Eyes red and black claws ready to slice through the woman. Now with his completion, black flames danced along the strands of his hair, burning wildly as he roared monstrously.
Unfazed, the Siren waterbender raised a single finger and the man stilled. Bending the finger down, he fell on his knees. Moving the finger down into her fist, he was in a low bowing position.
"Greater and greatness is what your are. What you are destine for. What I have created you to be. However; while the world bows to you, you will to me." Her voice harsher as she crushed him harder to the snow covered ground. La, knew he could take it. His body was immortal now. Though he could still feel pain. "An undying king is still no match for a divine deity. Remember this next you think to kill me or decide to stray from the plans I have in store for you."
Letting go of him as she faced him one more time, "It would be a shame if Katara lost more of her memories and you were erased from them."
Coughing up blood into the snow as his internal organs had been bursted open and the burning fire within him had to repair the damages, Ozai forced himself to yield his anger and desire to kill this woman.
"Now be behaved and wait for me to return again. I'll explain our plans to you then." And with sudden strong winds and ice, Hama vanished before his eyes.
That witch! Ozai wanted to tear out her neck with his own teeth. While he could be appreciative of the Phoenix powers she unlocked in him and Shin's severed arm, he could not get past the idea of him falling on his knees to another. His whole reason for seeking power as he did was to never have to submit to another ever again. Like hell he'd bow to that wicked woman.
…..
Suki and Zuko had a death glare contest. Trying to see who will drop dead first as Toph held Sokka off of Jee and Aang treated Jee for his black eye. Once everyone had calmed down and were ready to begin discussing the issues at hand, Zuko snatched his eyes from the Kyoshi.
"For four years you guys been aiming to take down my father but we are running out of precious time." Zuko stated for the whole table to hear. "Sozin's comet will be here on Summer Solstice. I've seen his plans and what he wishes to do with the comet."
Sokka managed to get his glaring eyes off the Fire Nation piece of shit that his girlfriend was cheating on him with and looked to Zuko. "Sozin's Comet? Like the one that wiped out the air nomads?"
The Fire Prince nodded his head and everyone gasped except Toph, who asked if it was a 'Yes' or a 'no', unable to see Zuko's head nod.
"Your dad's going to use Sozin's comet to do what?" Aang was very concerned from hearing the Fire Lord was planning to use the same comet that kill all the air nomads.
"Bei Seng Sei is constantly having rebellions which inspires hope in the other Earth Kingdom territories. My father wants to destroy that hope and those rebellions by destroying all of Bei Seng Sei with the comet."
Once again everyone in the room gasped except for Toph, who had been cleaning the wax from her ears. Zuko went into explaining how important it was to take down his father and directed his comment about forsaking certain promises to Aang. Stating world peace was more important than individual peace and how they all had to make sacrifices if they wanted to win. Aang knew exactly what Zuko was referring to, both his teachings to value all life and his promise to Katara. However; in the end, Aang was the one that has to make that ultimate decision. Ozai's life was in his hands. No one else's.
Listening to Zuko talk about defeating his father, Suki wanted so badly to tell them how it was now impossible to kill that man. Somehow. Someway, he achieved immortality. Seeing with her own eyes as his injury she inflicted upon him did nothing literally burn away. Suki knew they stood no chance. Not only that but the man turned into an actual monster. Red eyes, hair of black fire, black claws, fangs, and this animal-like roar. The Fire Lord wasn't human. He was not what they thought he was. However; wanting to disclose this with them, Suki wanted to first ask Katara about it. Did she know?
…...
It didn't help. None of it helped. Katara stood outside the door of her husband's bedroom like she had every night. Hoping to find the courage to enter and ask him to let her lay with him. Beside him. Sleep seemed to elude her in these nights spent away from him. Terrors would plague her all night and she'd find herself standing here, working up a nerve to enter. But every night, with her pillow in hand, she'd just plant herself in the doorway, unable to be brave enough to invited herself in.
However; tonight was perhaps worse than all the other nights before. Tonight she could feel a hand wrap tight around her neck and her body feel unlike itself. Maybe it was her mind seeking answers to what happened to her body. Creating nightmares that were so real that she felt every bit of what happened. Tonight, she had to get to Ozai. The medicine the physicians gave her didn't work and the only other solution she could think of was him.
Grabbing the knob of the door, Katara cracked open the door slowly and peeked her head in first. Eyes shooting straight for the massive bed she had grown used to sharing with him, the waterbender saw him lying there asleep with not a single sheet over him. She came in and closed the door behind her, then creeped her way over to him on the bed. Holding her pillow tight to her chest, Katara saw a flash of lightning from the window before there was loud thundering. She squealed and dashed towards the bed, jumping into it with no care that it would wake him. The frightened waterbender hurried to crawl to Ozai and lay herself beside him. Curling up to him as she pulled the fur blanket that had been laying off to the side over her.
Snuggling up to him, she squeezed her eyes shut and wrapped her arm around his waist with her face buried into his bare chest. Shrieking quietly as more lightning and thundering took place, Katara felt him begin to stir. Keeping her eyes shut and face to his chest.
In a very tired and groggy yawn, Ozai awoke to a bit of a surprise. Wrapped around him was his waterbender trembling in fear.
"Please don't make me go." Her voice shook. "I can't sleep. I can't sleep with the nightmares and the storming."
Shifting to sit up a little, Ozai rubbed his eyes and looked towards the window. What storm? Yawning again as he ran his hand through his hair and looked back down at the waterbender that was still shaking. Maybe he shouldn't tell her it wasn't actually storming.
Sighing as he laid back down, the Fire Lord shut his eyes and put his arm over his face. "Why wouldn't I let you stay?" His voice definitely tired. "This is where you belong anyway."
The waterbender glanced up at him and moved to lay on top of him as his arm wrapped around her protectively. Head on his chest as her arm wrapped around his torso and her leg laid on top of his, she once again shut her eyes.
"Your skin feels like ice." She stated.
"Go to sleep." He warned. Not wanting to discuss the nature of why he was cold to the touch. "Sleep should be your only concern."
Nodding her head, Katara focused on the rest she had been deprived of the last few days. La, she prayed she could sleep more peacefully tonight. If not, she hadn't a clue what to do.
~Early the next morning~
Waking to the shut eyes of her husband and his wild messy hair, Katara stared at him. Her eyes tracing over his feature. Every time she took a moment to look him over, he just kept getting more and more attractive. As if he were doing it on purpose. Scooting up to him as he was still asleep, the waterbender inched face closer to his and moved her hand to the side of his face. Lips pressed to his, Katara moved her mouth against his still ones and letting her leg wedge between his as he laid on his side.
It wasn't long before he began stirring from his sleep, instinctively responding to her by wrapping his arm around her waist and pulled her closer. Nipping at her plump lips. They slowly worked their way to fighting for dominance over the other's mouth. Wanting to be in control. Katara gasped into his mouth as she felt his hand slide down her thigh and slip underneath her gown.
"Ozai." She hissed his name as he tore her panties off and lifted her leg to be propped up on his thigh.
Not all the way awake, Ozai growled into the waterbender's mouth and pulled the string to his pants lose. Pulling the front down just enough for his male part to be set free. Rubbing it against his wife's clitorus as he moved to put it inside of her. Katara tossed her head back and moaned as she felt him enter her.
Clenching his teeth as he hissed, the Fire Lord gradually opened his sleep ridden eyes as he thrusted himself into this warm sheath his wife provided for him. However; as he took her passionately. Not too rough and nowhere near gentle, sensually taking her. He started becoming more aware as her fingers tangled in his hair and he listened to the pleasured but also pained cries of hers.
Stopping half a thrust in, "What are you doing?" He held her hips in place.
"What does it look like I'm doing?" She said in a lusty tone. Clearly, not wanting to stop.
"Katara, I can't." He said reluctantly as he tried pulling out of her.
Not taking no for an answer, Katara rolled herself on top of him, taking the dominating position. "I don't want to play that game anymore, Ozai." She moved her hand up his chest and then to his neck, glaring down at him.
"Get off."
"Make me." She hissed as she started moving her hips on top of him and rode him.
Ozai growled as her hand tightened around his neck. What did she think she was doing? Engaging him in this act and she didn't even understand how ludicrous it was for her to be doing this after what had just recently happened to her. However; thinking back to what Hama told him, she had removed the events from the waterbender's memory. Katara remembered nothing and therefore didn't see the problem with jumping him.
Having to bite his teeth together, Ozai hissed as the waterbender worked herself on top of him, her hand on his neck becoming more and more tighter. Agni, he should stop her. This was wrong. While she didn't know what happened to her. He did. To let her continue would be taking advantage of her.
"Katara, stop it."
Throwing her head back as she started sinking her nails into the side of his neck, becoming more aggressive as she sought completion. Something in her needed this. She didn't know what but it was stronger than her and it was stronger than Ozai's resistance. As she leaned forward to kiss him again. Wanting to shut his animalistic growling up so she could focus on her release.
Stop fighting me, Ozai! The Siren shouted in his mind. I need this!
Snapping his eyes open, Ozai used one hand to stop the waterbender from further rolling her hips on him and the other to her neck, moving her face from his. Staring dangerously up at the waterbender that stared in shock at him, likely due to the fact his eyes were no long gold but grey. However; it didn't stay that way as his eyes flashed red which triggered the blue in hers to glow.
Show yourself! Ozai's claws dug gently into the waterbender's neck.
Skin shimmering gold and eyes brightening their glow, the Siren took over as she was called forth. Ozai, look at you. I knew you were more than a mere mortal.
Shut up! I didn't summon you to discuss what I am. I want to know what it is you think you're doing with Katara's body! His claws to his forearm turned black as the black flames of his hair formed.
Glancing down at him and then to where they were joined, the Siren smirked deliciously. Giving you both what you want. She grinded herself on the hard member within her womb. Besides, I'm making her yours again after what that pig did to her. There was a deep loath in her voice as her gaze hardened.
Sitting up with the Siren still mounted on him, Ozai grabbed the side of her face with his claws and looked her dead in the eyes. You remember?
Nodding her head, Of course I remember. Shin couldn't remove my memory.
So it was not, Hama? Red eyes narrowed on her.
Shaking her head, the Siren remained completely under control and stared back at him. My, she thought he was beautiful before but this form was so much more enticing.
You low creature, I don't want you! Ozai growled at how perverse the Siren's thoughts were.
She and I are the same, Ozai. The Siren tore his hand from her jaw and snapped his wrist causing him to yell in a monstrous voice. Her eyes lightened up as his wrist was engulfed with a quick black flame and repaired itself. A Phoenix? Oh well aren't you rare? I've never met one of those before.
Growling at her as his fangs sharpened and the Siren only marveled some more. You bitch!
Placing her hands to both sides of his face as he was so wanting to tear into her, the Siren leaned forward to kiss him and moved herself up and down his hard shaft. She was unafraid of him. One wrong move would spell the end for his waterbender and therefore he couldn't attack. Besides, he was only recently awoken from how weak he was to her. His power and abilities were only just manifesting.
Gazing into his eyes as she rode him, Fuck me, Ozai. Moving her lips from his to the side of his jaw and working herself on his cock. Fuck me and I'll make it so she is fully recovered when I return her body. A smirk pulled to her lips as she started kissing all over his face and then to his neck.
Grabbing the back of her neck, Ozai growled at her before he swiftly switched their positions. Her flat on her stomach and him knelt down on top of her. His claws grabbed bother her ass cheeks and spread them. Since it's you and not my waterbender, I'll take this opportunity to take this instead. His long nail and finger poking at the pursed tight hole that was above her womb.
The Siren's eyes widened. Wait, d-
Tired of hearing that damn Siren's voice, Ozai snuck his finger all the way in. Not sparing the Water witch a moment to refuse. She wanted to be fucked. Well fine. He'll fuck her. But not how he fucked Katara.
Leaning down to the Siren, whose ass raised in the air as she clawed the sheets between her.
You're nothing like her. He pulled his finger out completely after pumping her tight little ass hole and took his length, probing at the spot he was about to claim for the first time. It had been a while since he's done anal and would probably be a while longer before he has it again, knowing Katara would need time to even consider such an act.
Are you sure? She said, ready to take him inside of her.
Very sure. He growled as he without hesitation, shoved himself into the tight hole of the Siren. Mouth on the back of her neck as he pulled out a little and slammed back in.
Fuck! The Siren screamed. Ozai, what the h-
Reaching around to cover her mouth with his hand and pulling her head back a little as he whispered in her ear. Shut. Up. Now. Ramming hard into her with each word. This is what you wanted. He growled as he found himself struggling not to release so soon into this incredibly tight ass of hers.
Oh la, this was exactly what she wanted. Her eyes rolling back as he fucked her senseless into the bed. Drooling as she was taken brutally, Siren moved her hips back to meet him in his thrusts. She heard him growl and he started pounding almost relentlessly into her.
La! She cried. Harder!
Ozai raised an eyebrow. Harder?
Yes harder! Fuck me harder, Ozai! The Siren wanted to get the most out of this. She hadn't been in control ever when Katara and Ozai were together and now it was finally her turn. She wanted everything he had. Every bit of it.
Wishing he hadn't just listened in on the Siren's thoughts, Ozai only became more aroused by the fact that this thing beneath him had desired him as she did. His red eyes darkened as he grabbed her neck and flattened himself against her, grinding deep into her with a slower speed but a harder penetration. Getting as far in her as he could before pulling out and ramming right back inside her, deeper and deeper each times. Like an animal, Ozai sunk his teeth into the skin of her shoulder and his claws trailed along her smooth skin.
Ozai...She moaned as he gave her what she wanted. Don't stop.
And he wasn't. I'm far from done with you.
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Suki and Kimiko stood with a tray of food for the Fire Lady outside of the Fire Lord's bedroom with flushed looks on their faces as they listened to the waterbender call the Fire Lord by his given name and beg him to *blank* her harder. A few guards down the hall at the entrance of the royal suite had warned them that it was likely they would stumble across a sight no one needed to see. Claiming there was a lot of growling and erotic sounds coming from the bedroom. It wasn't until they saw the Fire Lady's room empty and heard a loud '& $#%* !¥€' that they believed the men.
"Can we leave?" Suki looked with a flushed face at the madam.
Shaking her head, Kimiko handed the Kyoshi the tray and right afterwards, knocked on the door.
"Your Majesties! We've brought your breakfast!" The madam yelled over the Fire Lady's voice.
The two stood there as suddenly it became quiet on the other side of the door.
3...2...1
Door opens and a very pissed off Fire Lord and Lady stood there both panting on the verge of sentencing them to death. Suki's eyes wandered down against her will as she noticed the Fire Lord was completely naked with not a single care in the world that he was fully erected. Wow, that is something to l-
Clearing her throat as she stepped in front of her exposed husband and crossed her arms over her breast, also fully nude, the Siren wearing a normal appearance raised an eyebrow at the Kyoshi and then turned her head to Kimiko.
"I'm not hungry." She said with a bit of a nasty attitude. She wasn't Katara. These weren't her friends. They were the waterbender's friends.
Suki put her hand on her hip and raised an eyebrow, "Excuse me?! We just brought you food and y-"
*Slapping the tray out of the red head's hands and slams the door*
Kimiko and Suki's eyes were wide as the door was slammed in their faces. Next thing they know the couple was at it again, only this time it sounded like they were against the door.
"What in spirit's name is wrong with her?!" The Kyoshi was really upset that her friend was acting like a total bitch and after all she had done. Even bought those damn chocolates for her. Now they were all over the floor.
Squatting down to pick the spilt food, Kimiko shook her head, that wasn't Katara. That had to be the Siren.
….
"You are nothing like her are you?" Ozai said as he dried his hair with a towel while the Siren brushed out hers.
Shrugging her shoulders, "Katara has the heart. I have the mind. She's compassionate and I'm what you would call a realist."
Smirking at the Siren through the mirror as she smirked back, Ozai had to admit that he rather liked this side of his waterbender. Not only was she daring but she wasn't led by her heart like Katara, which was a good thing and a bad one.
"So I was thinking I could help you with taming your court and all. Restoring power to you like Katara was supposed to do but failed." The Siren smirked as she leaned against the corner and placed a hand on her hip.
Shaking his head, "I want Katara back."
Giggling as she closed a little of the gap between them and pressed her hand into his chest as she gaze up into his, now, grey eyes. "After what we just did, do you really want me to return so soon?"
"Yes." He said flatly. While he didn't have a problem fucking the Siren, having fucked plenty of women in his life span, Katara was different from this Siren and those other women. She was the woman he was in love with and he wanted her back. Now.
Hand moving to his face, "If your cock were as loyal as your heart, perhaps I wouldn't want so badly to stay in control."
Ozai growled threateningly but the Siren was unfazed as her hand slide from his face to his chest and her nails dragged their way down to his navel. Drawing blood as she did but what did it matter? It healed immediately with black Fire. The Siren was impressed with the type of creature the Fire Lord was. Even more, grey eyes were so becoming. Katara was lucky. However; she was far from healed which meant the Siren had more time to spend with this raven haired devil and all his delicious glory.
"You can have her back when it's safe for someone like her at court." The Siren couldn't keep herself from her utterly obsessive intrigue with the
is man- this god before her. "Besides, I'm more helpful to you right now. Katara will slow you down and hinder your progress. I can speed it up."
The Siren had an excellent point. However; he simply wanted Katara back. His waterbender. Not this Siren. And while he disliked this second soul of hers less, it went without saying that Ozai had grown strangely fond of Katara's peace loving attributes. Even when they got in his way. But the Siren was right in the end. The palace was not safe for her yet. The nobles needed to be handled.
Sighing dreadingly, Ozai shook his head as he could see no better option than to allow the Siren to remain in power. As soon as this is over, I want Katara back. Do you hear me?
Of course, my love. She grinned. Loud and clear.
…
Hama gazed numbly down at her son whom she frozen in a crypt made of ice.
"You mutilate your own son and encase him in ice, all because he raped a favorite student of yours." Suzume hissed. "Where was that justice when I needed it, Hama?"
The Water Siren said nothing as she continued to watch her son sleep in a block of ice.
"I've served you for many years and was loyal. My husband and I both but when he was murdered you did nothing!" Suzume held tears in her eyes at her frustration. "Instead you give the man that killed him immortality!"
Shutting her eyes and sighing, "Your husband was killed in war, Suzume. Killing in war is not considered murder." Hama told her with a monotone voice.
"What about your people?! Were they not murdered?!" Trying to hit a nerve but that nerve no longer existed.
"No. No they were not." The cold waterbender tore herself from where she had buried her son in ice. Her people, her brothers and sisters, her Tribe, her heritage, her upbringing, her values, her life, all of it and more, it was long gone. War devastated not only the world around one which lived in it but the soul that lived within one exposed to it. Hama had no feelings towards things that were already dead. Like peace and happiness. All that she cared about was power and insuring she obtained it. Ozai was her way. That is why she spared him even though she had planned to let him die after all she heard he had done. However; he loved her waterbender and redeemed himself through Katara. That was why she decided to keep her word to him. Give him what he was owed as a little boy.
The noblewoman stood there watching the waterbender she had served since a little girl. Hama had been a wreck when she found her. Lying in a pile of mud with blood all over her and Fire Nation Soldiers searching all over for her. The woman was much older than any mortal was. Reverted into the appearance of an old woman to disguise herself. Suzume helped the waterbender. Let her stay with her and her humble family that lived as mere peasant compared to the other nobles.
When she and her, now deceased, husband married, him combining their household in more than marriage but also name, her poverty stricken clan was giving many more opportunities. One of which was having access to resources and information she would provide the waterbender with. Suzume's husband's family had an old library in their province that no one had ever really cared to visit. One that Hama needed in order to uncover many long forgotten history and unlock her true capabilities as a Siren. With her husband, Suzume adopted Hama's cause for a new era. Both their families had bloodlines that were mixed with air nomads as not all had been annihilated. They firmly believed the war was uncalled for and unnecessary.
However; Fire Lord Ozai had discovered both their strong beliefs against the war and forced her husband into the position of a lieutenant for Admiral Zhao. A man that was an utter lunatic. During the siege of the North Water Tribe, they had been defeated and her husband returned home with wounds that would so greatly severe that he was not himself as far as his strength went ever again. Suzume begged her husband to simply refuse the Fire Lord's request to fight under Princess Azula's squadron three years later that had to repeatedly squash the rebel forces that kept rising up in Bei Seng Sei. Every time he came home more and more of him was missing. His light, his hope, a finger, a toe, half his ear, and then several months ago, none of him had come back all. She was handed his ashes as his body had been torn so badly that it was simply cruel to allow her to see him that way. Hama swore to avenge her husband. Kill the Fire Lord for what he had done. Suzume didn't blame those that had fought against her husband's team. They were only defending their homes and their families.
"I want Ozai dead, Hama." Suzume cried. "I want him dead for killing my husband."
Hama knew that heart wrenching cry of the noblewoman. It was just as agonizing as her own when she killed Lord Yotori whom she had loved. But the man took her sons away. Sent one of them to a slaughterhouse she would hear for years he was being tortured and kept the other one close where she would have to watch another woman raise her child. It tore her up inside. Made her the cold bitch she now was. But that was not all before they had stole her from her homelands with those of her Tribe, beaten and raped them all, humiliated them, dehumanized and enslaved them. The world had done some dark things to her in the years she had lived. It only grew darker.
"Ozai will live, Suzume." The waterbender told her as she broke down weeping. "Everyday, I have to live with my beloved's murder and if you are to become anywhere near as strong as I have, you will have to live with knowing your husband's murder lives and prevails."
…..
Beaming up at the Fire Lord as they exited their chambers and headed to one of the gardens, the Siren held to his arm tight. She literally couldn't keep her eyes off him. Oh my la! Is this how Katara feels everyday?! Getting to be this close to him like this! I think I could die!
Ozai tried not to be annoyed by the Siren but when she broadcasted her thoughts to him unknowingly, it was driving him nuts. What the hell was wrong with her? Couldn't she focus?!
"Of course, I can but I prefer to think of only you, my love." Holding his arm even tighter. He's just so delicious when he's brooding.
Feeling his shoulder get dislocated from her strength, the Fire Lord hissed and threatened to tie her up. Which wasn't a threat to the Siren as she had a kink for that sort of thing. Ozai seriously just wanted Katara back. This thing was getting on his last nerves.
The royal couple, seemingly too distracted by their little chat as they walked to noticed that someone had followed them, stopped and turned their heads over their shoulder in unison. Shooting ice daggers in the direction of their stalker, the Siren growled under her breath and yanked her arm from her husband.
"Whore, what do you want?!" She snarled viciously.
The concubine trembled as she fell on her knees in a bow, "Your majesty! Please spare me! I only wish to speak to Fire Lord Ozai!"
"And why should I do that?!" The Siren wouldn't dare let this harlot near her husband. A concubine had one and only one purpose, their services were not needed any longer. Katara was supposed to get rid of them but again, that weak waterbender was no good.
With his stoic expression, Ozai stepped in front of the Siren and walked over to his concubine. Crouching down to take her hand and help her up, which sent the Siren into a miniature fit within her head as she wanted to kill the woman all the more.
Getting her to stand, "Why is it you've sought me out?"
Still very much afraid but only of the Fire Lady, standing not even a foot away with another dagger of ice in her hands. "Your majesty, there is-" the concubine's eyes widened as she noticed something was not right. "Y-yo-your majesty, w-wha- what happened to your eyes?" Shrieking away from the Fire Lord.
Ozai wasn't much bother by this. He knew his subjects would notice and it would cause many to wonder how it was his eyes had changed but the details were not necessary for them to know. Leaving them to guess and wonder might strike fear in them enough to get them no longer challenge him.
Fear stricken, the concubine was about to flee from her sovereigns as her Lord's eyes were not as they should be and her Lady was not who she once was. However; the waterbending Fire Lady wasn't letting her get away. As soon as the woman tried to get away, the Siren bended a thing of ice around the concubine's ankle and dragged her across the marble floor towards her.
Nobles that had been casually walking by discussing the upcoming ball all stopped as they heard shouting coming from the hall over. Curious, they all made their way to where all the screaming was but when they did, they froze.
"Your majesty, Please!" A concubine said as she tried clawing off the ice brace around her neck that the Fire Lady seemed to be using to suspend her in the air. Right beside her with an indifferent look, the Fire Lord had his arms crossed and his bored gaze on the concubine.
"Some people tried to kill me and I was soon after kidnapped, I'm not in a merciful mood." The Fire Lady slammed the woman down onto her knees and force her to bow.
The nobles that watched all gaped. Oh this was not good. It would be best to leave. Turning around to run. A wall of black flames shot up from the ground in front of them. Impeding their movements. Their eyes all widened. Black flames? Those don't even exist. The highest there were was white but black? That only existed in fairy tales of ancient times.
"Where do you think you're going?" The deep and nearly numbing voice of the Fire Lord came from behind them and they all fell on their knees when they turned back around to face him. Hands clapped together in a prayer form as they bowed lowly, the nobles shivered in utter terror.
"Please, your majesty. We only stumbled across you." One of the brave ones spoke up.
Tossing the concubine that passed out of fear to the side, the Siren turned her attention to where her husband had wandered off to. A wall of black flames was blocking the way of a group of nobles that looked completely horrified as he stood over them. The fun was just getting started.
"One of them is Fumi's men." The Siren said as she approached. "He *pointing to the man with short brown hair kneeling to the far right* hired those men to try and kill me."
Ozai didn't need to ask how she knew. She likely knew from reading their thoughts.
All the nobles that were near the one that was called out by the Fire Lady huddled away from him. They were innocent from what the Siren could read of their current thoughts. None of them had known Fumi or their friend was behind the attack. Nor did they seem to like the idea.
"You tried to kill my wife?" Ozai asked calmly which only freaked the man out more.
"No, your majesty! I would nev-" the man's eyes widened right before he began screaming. The men beside him all did as well, one even passing out from the sight.
Fire Lord and Lady unfazed as the man fell over on his side screaming in agony as his hand was suddenly severed by a blade of ice.
"I don't like liars, nobleman whatever your name is." The Siren said with a nonchalant look on her face as she leaned her head against the Fire Lord's upper arm, lazily bending her ice blade back to her. "We'll try this again. Okay? *clearing her throat* You hired the men that were meant to kill me and you're one of Lady Fumi's goons."
The man responded not at all to the Fire Lady as all his concern was on his missing hand.
Rolling her eyes at the coward, the Fire Lady walked over to stomp her foot down hard onto the man's bleeding wrist. The hall filled with an even louder pained scream. "I. Asked. A. Question. You treasonous noble piece of shit!" She snarled.
"That wasn't a question, your majesty!" The nobleman whined as he rolled around in pain of the floor. "It was a statement!"
Eyebrow twitching, the Siren kicked the noble to roll over in his back and shoved her foot in his open mouth. "Bite me and I'll do worst. Now, were you or were you not the man that hired those men to kill me?!"
Watching in the sidelines, the rest of group of nobles gaped at how ruthless the Fire Lady was being.
"No! No I'm not!" He cried.
Yanking her foot from his mouth to press it on his neck, "Don't lie to me!"
"Okay! Okay! I am!" The noble finally admitted. "But she threatened my family if I didn't provide assassins that she'd kill my wife and children!"
Stepping in, Ozai grabbed the Siren's shoulder and pulled her to the side to gaze down at the man whimpering on the ground. "So killing my wife and child was how you thought to save your own?!"
The nobles' eyes all widened. Was the Fire Lady pregnant? No wonder the Fire Lord had behaved so callously while she was missing. His child was missing with her.
"Your majesty, pl-
"No! I will have you burned alive for this!"
Eyes wide, "No! Please don'-"
Silence filled the halls as the Fire Lady furrowed her brow at the man she now had laying on the floor with his neck cut opened. And let him live long enough to run back to Fumi? I think not. Anyone associated with her scheme dies on spot. No trail. No questions. No mercy. Immediate execution. This is treason. They will pay.
Looking over his shoulder at the Siren that quickly drew a blade of ice across this cowardice noble's neck, But we must maintain order! He hissed. Not happy with her lack of restraint.
Not if they've disrupted it. The Siren had no time for arguing. She needed to secure this palace for her host and the child she was carrying. These nobles needed to be reminded of their place. Whether the Fire Lord was willing to go to such lengths or not, she was prepared to wreak all kinds of chaos.
"Go, let everyone know what had happened here." The Fire Lady told the stunned nobles calmly. "Go!" Well almost if they had moved fast enough.
Seeing the noble scurry off as fast they could, Ozai raised his hand to slap the Siren down onto her knees. She gasped and her eyes widened. Her hand going to cover her sore face.
"I am Fire Lord! This entire country and everyone in it yields to me, even you!" Ozai growled. "Remember that!'"
Shaking her head, "No." she said as she raised her head. "You are Phoenix King and the world and everyone in it shall yield to you. You remember that." Her eyes glowed again and she smirked deviously.
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