Zuko boarded his ship with Zelda still on his shoulder.

Uncle Iroh just happened to pass them with a cup of his favorite tea in his hand.

"Prince Zuko, welcome back. I see you've been busy. Who do you have there?" Iroh asked smirking.

Prince Zuko turned to reveal Princess Zelda's face. Zelda looked up to Iroh and smiled.

"Oh hello, Mr. Iroh. How are you?" She held out a hand to Iroh and they shook hands.

"Hello Princess Zelda. I have been well. It has been quite a long time. You've grown into a beautiful young lady."

"Thank you, Mr. Iroh."

"Please just call me Iroh or Uncle, Princess."

"Alright."

Zuko was getting tired of having a conversation being held on his back so he turned to leave, but stopped when his uncle said, "You surely are not taking the princess to a cell are you, Prince Zuko?"

"What if I am?" he asked getting irritated.

"Those cold, dark cells don't suit a Princess at all Prince Zuko."

"Then what do you suggest I do, Uncle?" Zuko asked getting more irritated by the second.

"Well considering there are no more rooms available at the moment, I suggest that she stay in your room."

"What!" Zuko and Zelda asked at the same time.

"Your room is nice and would suit a Princess and your bed is very big you both could fit into it easily."

"Now you want us to sleep together!" shouted Zuko, becoming infuriated. Zelda began to blush and got a little nervous.

"I won't allow you to put Princess Zelda in a prison cell, Prince Zuko. So it seems that you have no other choice."

Smoke began to come from Prince Zuko's nostrils because he was getting extremely frustrated. Then he stormed off to his room with Zelda still on his shoulder.

When Zuko opened the large metal door it revealed a room with a large bed with red, satin blankets and a red canopy over top of it. The bed frame was a beautiful mahogany color. There was a large, red armchair in the corner and a mahogany dresser and doors to a closet in the other corner. Sitting by the window was a large red couch and beside it was a mahogany desk. A tapestry with the symbol of the Fire Nation hung over his bed.

"Well seems that we have no choice, this is where you will be staying," Zuko said still mad.

"It's very nice," Zelda said. "Uh, Prince Zuko can you put me down now?"

"Oh," he said. He seemed to have forgotten that she was on his shoulder, because Zelda was extremely light. He gently let her down. Zelda's eyes only came up to Prince Zuko's chin, she noticed. Zelda remembered him when he was younger. 'He had grown so much and had grown very handsome,' she noted.

Prince Zuko was thinking the same thing, 'She's grown into such a beautiful young woman. You could get lost in those brilliant blue eyes,' he thought. Getting lost in her eyes is exactly what he did, he stared into her eyes for what seemed like an eternity until she stumbled a bit and grabbed his shoulder. Realizing she was still weak from saving his life, he grabbed Zelda under her arms and helped her to stand.

She muttered, "Thank you."

The Princess waved her hand in the air leaving a trail of shimmering magic trying to make her staff appear, but it failed. She did it once more groaning with the effort she was using. It appeared with the sparkle of magic like last time. Zelda used it to stand and Zuko removed his hand from under her arms.

"Are you alright?" he asked.

"Yes, just…weak from losing so much spirit energy," she said slowly.

"You should get some rest."

"Yes," she said walking toward the couch and lay down.

"What are you doing?" asked the banished Prince.

"Sleeping."

"Why aren't you sleeping in the bed?"

"I do not wish to invade your bed, so I am sleeping on the couch."

"That's ridiculous. I will not allow you to sleep on the couch. Come over to the bed and sleep, now," Zuko ordered pointing at the bed.

"I am perfectly fine sleeping on the couch."

"I said come sleep in the bed now," Zuko said getting irritated, hands glowing.

"Since when have you been able to order me around?" Zelda asked coolly.

Zuko walked over to the couch and bent low over her glaring into her eyes, "Since you became my prisoner."

With that said, he scooped her up and carried a flailing Zelda over to the bed. "Put me down! Put me down! Let me go!" she screamed.

He dropped her on the bed and said, "Either you sleep here or in the prison cell. It's your choice," Zuko said sharply.

She glared for a second and said, "Well can I at least have some pajamas to wear instead of my royal garb?"

Zuko glared back and strode over to his dresser and looked through it. He pulled out some clothes for Zelda to wear. They seemed to have been old clothes because they didn't look like they'd fit Zuko now. The shirt was black and had an ornate red trim at the bottom and at the sleeves. The pants matched them perfectly, they were black and had the same ornate red trim as the shirt at the bottom of the pant legs.

"Will this do?" Zuko asked hotly.

Zelda got up off the bed and grabbed her staff. She walked slowly over to Zuko having to use her staff for every step she took. Then she came up very close to Zuko and stared him in the eyes for a second, and then said, "Yes." With that she snatched the clothes out of his hands, and walked towards Zuko's private bath so she could change.

Zuko stood there with his hands folded into fists and glowing. He was shaking with rage, then he calmed himself and pulled his shirt off and put on baggy black pants that were his pajamas. Zuko still enraged, climbed into bed, and pulled the covers sharply over him.

The door to the bath opened and Zelda walked out still leaning on her staff for support. The pants and shirt were both very baggy on her. Even though they were too small for Prince Zuko now, they were very big on her. The shirt went to the middle of her thighs and the pants completely hid her feet. The sleeves of the shirt came to her elbows. She still wore her golden headband with the red stone in the middle and her earrings that had a small gold chain with the symbol of the Triforce at the bottom. Zelda never removed her headband or the earrings. Still walking with her staff, she made her way to the armchair where she laid her royal dress and the long gloves she always wore over her hands. After she spread her dress over the back of the chair and laid her gloves on top and sat her pink pumps by the chair, she walked slowly over to the bed. Zuko watched her as she made her staff disappear for now. Then she extinguished the flame of a candle by her. Zuko felt the bed move a little as Zelda slid into the bed.

"Good night," Zelda said sharply.

"Good night," Zuko replied even more sharply.