And... ANGST
It's actually not that bad I promise.
Heavy Hearts
Zuko was right there by his side when Iroh passed. He stayed there for what seemed like forever, long after the last traces of warmth left his skin.
It wasn't a shock; Iroh had gotten old. He had a long life, and his time had to come to an end eventually. It was still hard.
Katara stayed with him.
They'd dealt with loss before. They had learned how to grieve. And really- Iroh's death was not a tragic thing, it was natural. It was easier to grieve with bittersweetness.
The worst part was watching their children experience the death of a loved one for the first time in their lives.
Zuko would smile sadly and hold them close… If we honor his memory, we keep him alive. It'll be like he's still here with us. Every time you have a cup of tea- think of Uncle Iroh.
Zuko wished he was half as wise and eloquent as Uncle Iroh was.
Ugh. Was. Not is.
Iroh was his mentor, his true parent. The only one that accepted him, even when he was at his lowest points. The only one that cared when he was thrown aside. The first person to stay.
He didn't know how to describe this level of grief. His heart was so heavy with loss.
But even with Uncle Iroh gone, he left a legacy behind- a family of royalty that would follow the righteous path and bring peace and unity, just like Iroh always preached. Uncle Iroh always knew it would be Zuko to usher in change for the Fire Nation.
And Zuko would continue that legacy of peace. He would pass it to his young children, who would eventually take over leading his nation. And hopefully, they'll pass it on to their children, and peace will last for generations.
He would protect Iroh's legacy, with Katara by his side.