SUSPICIOUS
Azula sits at dinner with her father. He rarely makes this time for her and she is beyond happy to be dining with him. Especially since she has a question she feels only he can help her with.
"Father, may I ask you something?" she says as he finishes inquiring deeply about her firebending training and judging her answers.
"Yes." He considers smiling but decides that will coddle her too much.
"How do you know if a girl likes you? In a romantic way," asks Azula slowly, struggling to breathe as she carefully monitors the Fire Lord's expression with her every word.
Fire Lord Ozai almost chokes on his food. "A romantic way? You're thirteen!"
"I know. I wouldn't pursue her father, I promise. My destiny to lead the nation is more important." She blushes. He is disgusted by it. "But I'm suspicious that she… that she likes me."
Ozai contemplated how he should react for some time before deciding it is fair to give genuine fatherly advice upon occasion.
"You can tell from the way she looks at you and talks to you. It will seem like you are the only person in the world to her when she is around."
Azula smiles faintly before she can stop herself. He frowns and she resumes her cold, proud composure.
"She likes me," Azula whispers happily.
She hastily changes the subject.
