Disclaimer: Avatar the Last Airbender copyright Dante Dimartino, Brian Konietzko and Nickelodeon Studios.


Iroh was waiting for her when she exited the bathroom. Toweling her hair she joined him at the table, gratefully accepting the steaming tea.

"Chamomile."

Iroh nodded gravely. She sipped the tea, waiting for the old man to speak his mind. He, like Tatsuo, didn't disappoint.

"What a busy day! All that pomp and fire, not to mention superstitions and barbaric customs."

Katara sighed, waiting for the rest.

"You've pacified the court, for now, but there's still the omen, and Tatsuo's contract."

Katara groaned. "The contract."

"One more surprise." Iroh smiled, sliding the letter across the table.

She gasped. "Aang!"