Kiss THIS!
Right. I saw the new episode early. And it was like, crack. I won't put up any spoilers or write drabbles about the episode (even though I really really really want to) so you are safe, my friends.
Short drabble.
Jak
Irony
She hated the Fire Nation. She hated what it stood for. She hated the society on which it was based on, a mixture of war and lust. She hated what it did to her—killed her family and wiped out her people. She hated the people, all pale and dark-headed and with eerie eyes. She hated their technology; so different from what she was use to.
She hated the Royal Family. Ozai was evil, Azula was insane, Iroh was doubly insane, and Zuko was Zuko (that was reason enough in her mind). She hated the politics involved with Fire. She hated the drama. She hated their silk clothing and she hated their warmth. She hated their riches and their love of wealth. She hated the power.
She hated the sands that haunted the Fire Lands. She hated the way it got stuck to her clothing, how it was coarse and hard, not like the snow she was use to. She hated the red that reminded her of blood that stained the walls. She hated the masks everyone wore, the fake smiles of the wealthy and the powerful.
She hated everything about it, really.
And as she leaned in to kiss her new husband, Fire Lord Zuko, she thought it was sort of ironic that she was now their queen.