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Author's Notes: It's been a bad week. Mostly dedicated to QueenTyzula; may the truer writing come through. Enough hokiness, here we go!
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"Stoking the fire"
Chapter thirty-eight "Prey"
"Is she chained up?" Azula asked. Her wild golden eyes flicked over to Zirin, boggling slightly in her angered state. Zirin nodded.
"She's ready for you…" Zirin didn't add that she had wiped the blood from Ty Lee's split lip, or had offered her a cold compress for her head. Azula would want her to suffer. But even as Zirin had tended to the fallen concubine, she had no way of knowing she was entering her heat. Her status as a beta wouldn't notice her change of scent until she was fully in heat.
"GOOD….." Azula stalked toward the store room, then spun on her heel and stalked back toward the kitchens. That she was agitated was apparent. Zirin didn't comment on it. She didn't know whether to warn the princess or not, but when Azula finally flung open the store room door and stalked in. The princess staggered visibly. Zirin's eyes widened toward her, then toward the kneeling concubine. Ty Lee looked modest, clad in commoner grey, a simple braid over her shoulder. Azula's blows had started blackening to bruises across her face and right eye. Trace bits of blood still lined her split lip. But her allure was apparent as Zirin noted Azula's reaction; her flared nostrils inhaling her deeply, the narrowing of her eyes in lust, and the rapidly growing bulge between her thighs.
Was she in heat? She should have realized! Zirin tried not to bury her face in her palm.
"Azula…." Ty Lee's voice trembled. Azula gained control of herself in an instant and stalked forward. She lifted Ty Lee's chin in her sharp fingers and glared down into her face.
"I AM YOUR PRINCESS. And soon to be your Fire Lord. You will address me with the appropriate title," she snapped. Ty Lee's eyes swam with turmoil. She swallowed.
"…Your highness," she said carefully. Azula spread her legs in a dominant stance, smirking. "You have to stop what you're doing. You won't win…"
Zirin winced as Azula responded physically. Those were definitely the wrong words and Azula was good and ticked off now. She slapped Ty Lee hard, enjoying how her head bowed beneath the blow. Ty Lee worried her split lip between her teeth, appearing to mutter to herself.
What Ty Lee had been mouthing was her daughter's name. It was a small exercise in holding onto her strength, but Azula took it the wrong way.
"What was that?! Calling out for your lover?" Azula snapped. She hunkered down on her heels in front of Ty Lee and peered into her face. Her golden eyes snapped wild rage. "HE'S NOT COMING FOR YOU. You showed your face, so you're going to have to deal with the consequences….."
Ty Lee's face was sad, but her brown eyes softened. She shifted closer on her knees, manacled wrists on her lap. The chains went to the wall, securing her in the corner. "I know….. that's why I came for you…."
'Came for you…..' the words resounded in Azula's mind. She reeled at the implication. She snarled and stood to her full height. From her position, the tell-tale bulge of her shift was very apparent. Ty Lee didn't know whether to stare at it, or look away. Her face flushed and her entire body enflamed in the opening pounding wants of a heat. She tried not to pant openly. She had to handle this…. She had to…
"What are you staring at?" Azula snapped, drawing Ty Lee's attention back to her spartan stance. She pressed her hand against her flat stomach and drew her pale digits lower, to the bulge in her trousers. She cupped her shifted cock, giving a sly grin. "You keep looking, and you're in heat…you must want a taste."
Ty Lee's face flushed bright red. The notion was appealing, despite herself, and she licked her lips. Azula throbbed. "I…"
"You. You, you you. Still stuck in your little Ty Lee world," Azula ranted. Her mind spun in intricate circles. Her cock throbbed, but she could ride out the intensity of her wants and finish her interrogation. She was a strong alpha, THE alpha. She was turned on, who wouldn't be in the face of a heat? But she had control over her desire. Unlike the whore in front of her…. Ty Lee cried out as Azula's hand close around her neck. She couldn't resist shaking her. HARD.
"So where's your pup? With its father?" Azula snarled. She delighted in the pained look on her ex-lover's face. Her lust roiled with her rage, and Azula delighted in the dark feeling. "Did you and Zuzu plan for you to infiltrate me, or did you up and leave him?"
'Leave him too' was what she had almost said. That she had focused on Ty Lee abruptly leaving her after that shared heat affected her more than she could say and she was enraged at the words almost flying out of her mouth. She had to have control! Ty Lee bent her head, her brown bangs falling into her eyes.
"He….he didn't know….. that I'd find you," Ty Lee gasped out. Her heart was in her eyes as she gazed back up at the enraged princess. She had to reach her….she had to try. Her heart thudded crazily when Azula turned her face back up. Azula's expression was unreadable. Before Ty Lee could get her hopes up, Azula turned her chin away harshly.
"So, Zuzu wasn't enough, you had to crash my party's movements?" Azula snarled. She had more to ask about THAT topic, but she suddenly didn't want to ask with Zirin present. She didn't want to hear the answer with a witness to hear too….. "Or did you come for a good fucking, too?"
Ty Lee flushed, with a flash of anger tinging her aura. She turned her face away, lips pressed in a sad thin line. "Mai already told me about that. Stop trying to hurt me with it."
Azula bent her knees and scattered a fireball into the stone wall across the room. She snarled. "Serves you right," she sniffed, but Ty Lee heard the pain in those vindictive words. She may have serviced a heat, but Ty Lee suddenly knew Azula had done it solely to hurt her in return for apparently picking Fire Lord Zuko. Her heart swam crazily.
"Azula….please…. " Ty Lee said. Azula stalked back to the store room door, taking wide steps to accommodate her throbbing problem. The further she got from the bent concubine, the clearer her mind became. She had to leave her, momentarily.
"If you're expecting a royal hand out, get it from Zuzu. Or wait until I deign to release you," Azula smirked. She left, slamming the door abruptly behind her. She slammed it so hard, the wood warped in the doorjamb.
Zirin paused on the threshold and tried to work the door open; she had to pull hard to get the wood to move. She gave a look over her shoulder at the crestfallen concubine. Ty Lee's lower lip was quivering and unshed tears flooded her eyes. She was obviously trying to hold onto her truer emotions and the moment of pity that flooded Zirin startled her. "You're lucky, you know. She usually maims or banishes those that displease her."
Ty Lee bent her head, bangs falling into her eyes. "I know….."
Zirin closed the door firmly behind her and followed Azula. She almost slammed into the princess' back when she stopped abruptly. A hideous smile darted across Azula's lips.
"That fucking bitch is in heat," Azula growled. Zirin blinked.
"I figured when I saw your reaction," she said. "Allow me to apologize. I didn't scent the beginnings of her change…"
Azula waved one hand, waving the apology aside. "You wouldn't, Zirin. I have more questions for our little mole-rat. Have San send her the meal scraps to eat. And clean up that lip of hers. If I want her to service me, I won't have her blood all over me."
Zirin was half startled and yet, not surprised at Azula's words. That she was contemplating taking Ty Lee was natural in a way; if she did it as a right of domination, it would be one thing. Ty Lee WAS her prisoner, after all. But if she fell to her emotions…. Ty Lee may very well occupy Azula's mind from conquest.
"My princess, don't focus too much on the concubine. Zuko clearly sent her here to distract you," Zirin swore. "Take her, if you must, but please concentrate on the march to the capital. We should leave within the week."
"We will," Azula growled. "I was going to take her for my pleasure once I killed Zuko, but she delivered herself into my lap. May as well take what's mine."
'What's mine.' The words made Zirin shudder. Azula's eyes sparkled wild golden light and she looked positively charged. Who wouldn't be, by sticking it to Lord Zuko in the more literal sense, by fucking his concubine? But Zirin was worried at the pull of attraction between the two women.
Azula had better be careful if she chose to keep interrogating her.
Azula's next words raised Zirin's mounting anxiety. "You won't need to go with me when I question her again later."
Zirin blinked. "Princess, I don't think that's a good idea…"
"Whether it is or not isn't up to you," Azula snapped. Zirin bowed her head.
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Iroh was going through the messages in the messenger hawk station at the palace when a new hawk flew into the open window. He alighted onto the station desk and squawked, hopping in place. The servant on duty pulled out the scroll from its pack and unfastened the straps, freeing the hawk of its burden. She lifted the hawk to a new cage, and fed him before opening the scroll.
"Who is it for?" Iroh asked. It was within his duty to ask, and besides, he was busy questioning the servants who had had the messenger hawk shift in the past few weeks.
"Fire Lady Mai….and….Zu?" The servant looked confused. Iroh held his hand out and the servant handed him the scroll. His eyes scanned the characters and realization dawned. He gave a grim smile and gave a nod to the servant.
"Thank you," he said.
"Will you need to see the other women?" the servant called. Iroh nodded but rushed away.
"At a later time….." Iroh said. This was far more pressing. The round lord jogged to the royal apartments and knocked. Lady Ursa and Noren were enjoying a visit with their granddaughter and the royal couple. Everyone looked far more relaxed than the situation should have allowed.
"Uncle! Come sit with us," Zuko invited him. He and his wife were wearing their casual red robes, indicating a day in. They smiled at their daughter, who was busy chewing on her fist. Zuko still looked slightly anxious, about Lady Ty Lee he would imagine. Iroh wished it were good news he had. He strode forward and presented the scroll to his nephew.
"This message just came to the hawk station. It's addressed to you, Lady Mai," Iroh said. "But really, it's for you, Zuko."
Zuko unfurled the scroll and he and Mai read together, shoulders pressed close. The looks of confusion passed and utter dismay rolled over Zuko's features. Mai looked concerned, but unflapped by the news. Suki, on guard in the room, started. "What is it?"
"Iroh, what on earth….." Ursa began. Izumi burbled and spit up. Noren handed his wife a clean rag for the baby. Iroh smiled grimly.
"I would never wish to bring you ill news, my lady. But…"
"It's from Ty Lee," Zuko said. Utter hurt was in his voice. "She was okay at one point to have sent this off…but she says Azula is coming. With her own small army."
His mother gasped and he wished Azula would put aside their rivalry and go live in the mountains or somewhere far away. But she would never let up. Mai shook her head.
"We'll have to be ready for her," she said. The look she and Zuko shared was one of understanding. He nodded. Their shared connection flared through his chi and he gave a grim smile to his wife.
"We are….."
"You must stop her," Ursa said. "But Zuko…you can't hurt your sister. It would kill me…"
Zuko's golden eyes filled with anguish. "I'll do my best to stop her, Mother. I promise."
Mai knew he said it for his lady mother's benefit, but Azula couldn't be reasoned with. She knew if Azula attacked, it would come to blows. Zuko had his wife and child to protect. He wouldn't relent for a moment and she knew it.
"The Kyoshi Warriors and I will patrol around the clock. We just received a message from Tsung and Ying and the others. They haven't found a trace of Ty Lee yet," Suki vowed. Zuko gave her a grave nod. When his mother passed him the baby, Mai and Suki gathered around him. He slightly lifted Izumi up so her curious eyes met his.
"I won't let Azula take the throne from me. I won't kill her, Mother," Zuko confirmed to Ursa. Noren took his wife's hand. "But I will protect those under my care…."
Izumi wriggled her chubby legs and gurgled.
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Ty Lee accepted the plate of half-eaten rolls and dumplings from the unsmiling Kemurikage and forced herself to eat. She had to gain sustenance and she had to remain strong…. But constant fear and anxiety roiled through her, upsetting her stomach. Just chew….swallow….. Ty Lee forced herself to finish the scraps.
"May I….have something to drink?" she asked timidly. San gave a curt nod. She poured water into a ceramic cup and offered it to the kneeling woman. Ty Lee drank quickly, too quickly. Her food almost came back up as she coughed harshly. San blinked tired dark-rimmed eyes at her.
"Don't be sick," she advised un-helpfully. Ty Lee scrubbed the water from her mouth with the back of one wrist.
"I won't…" Ty Lee muttered. She took in the quiet, skinny woman with badly cut dark hair. "What's your name?"
San blinked, expressing extreme surprise. She probably wasn't used to anyone paying her any attention. Perhaps she had joined up with Azula only to feel welcome somewhere. But she refused to answer the question.
"Mustn't converse with the prisoner. The princess said," San said. Ty Lee's heart fell. She tried again.
"Well, when will….the princess see me again?" Ty Lee ventured. Azula clearly had things well in place, with a sizeable force of soldiers and Kemurikage. And Lord Shun's was only a few days march from the capital. It all spelled bad news for Zuko, either way.
"Soon," was all San would say. Further questions deflected off of the now quiet woman. Ty Lee sighed and rubbed her fingers together anxiously. Her heat was now well and truly in place and emptiness pounded between her legs. Despite herself, she arched her back, displaying her breasts to the only person present. The Kemurikage had to be a beta or omega; no shift bulged between her thighs. But she still regarded Ty Lee with a large amount of interest.
The store room door flew open and San and Ty Lee both snapped to attention. Azula's dominating aura wafted out through the room. Ty Lee gave an audible gasp as it struck her chi. She melted beneath its advance, her own chi curling around the edges of hers despite herself. It was her heat; it was only instinct to display before the more dominant presence there. And Azula was the only alpha present.
Ty Lee could make out Zirin behind Azula, peering cautiously into the store room. Azula waved a hand. Thin lines of stress formed between her brows, as she took in Ty Lee from head to toe.
"Leave us. NOW," she commanded San. San gave a bow and left with Zirin. Zirin flashed Ty Lee a worried look over her shoulder before closing the door. The solid thunk of wood on wood made Ty Lee's spine go rigid.
Azula stood, gait ram-rod straight as she assessed the woman before her. Several strategies seemed to be moving behind her lustful golden eyes. Ty Lee straightened her posture, but was very aware how the fabric of her simple tunic pulled against her breasts. Azula's gaze dipped down to watch.
"Before the Earth Kingdom, I had to pull strings to get you to come with me," Azula murmured. Ty Lee knew she had caused that hectic night when she performed at the circus for the last time. "Now, you've followed me all on your own. It won't save Zuzu, you know."
"I'm not here for him," Ty Lee said. Her heart bled as she almost said her daughter's name…. THEIR daughter's name. She pressed on bravely. "I came…."
"For me, yes. What a smart lie," Azula remarked off-hand. She held up her hand and regarded the back of her manicured nails. Ty Lee's lower lip quivered despite herself.
"It's not a lie," she insisted. Azula strode closer and Ty Lee found her gaze dipping low between her legs again. The prominent bulge was still there between her legs; Azula must have found pleasure, either herself, or with a servant, before coming back. She smelled of sperm and release and her own heady musk. Her clothing and hair was still perfect if she had. Ty Lee swallowed, inhaling her scent. "I…"
"Oh, Ty Lee…" Azula formed a ball of blue flame in one palm. She tossed it from hand to hand casually. "You really should choose your words carefully. I came to question you, not hear your filthy lies."
"I…..what are you going to ask me?" Ty Lee had to know. Azula's gaze darkened. She all but scowled, her pretty features pinching in pure rage. Ty Lee bowed beneath the weight of her stare.
"You accepted Zuzu. I think the first question is TO WHY."
Ty Lee swallowed hard. Azula watched the dart of her throat, and inhaled her fear. She was obviously trying to collect her thoughts and form an answer that wouldn't bring her an injury or death. It would be like her to.
"I… I had to…" she finally said. Azula let the flames dissipate. She lifted Ty Lee's chin, fingers caressing, before she pinched her pale skin.
"You didn't have to do anything," she snapped. "And that's not good enough…."
Ty Lee's throat went dry. She suddenly wanted to tell Azula; that she was a sire, that they had made a child that Zuko claimed for his own. But she feared for Izumi if she told her the truth. Would Azula claim the child back, or destroy her? In her heart of hearts, Ty Lee knew she couldn't reveal that. Not right now and not with Azula forcing her to stare death in the face. The memory of her daughter's scrunched up face made tears prick Ty Lee's eyes.
"You don't understand…." Ty Lee bent her head, brown bangs falling into her eyes. She was aware she was displaying her throat in a submissive position, but she had to appeal to Azula's better nature. Sex was something she understood. "I want to tell you…."
Azula's golden eyes danced with rage and in her angered state, she didn't directly hear Ty Lee's last few murmured words. She abruptly stalked back and forth, steps wide and long.
"Well, if you can't stay with one sibling, go for the other," Azula decided. Her rage mounted, making her dizzy. She spun, trying to banish the thought of Ty Lee, naked and in her brother's arms. Steam exhaled from her nostrils visibly. "Why isn't important, then, is it?!"
"I…." Ty Lee choked on the word when Azula slammed a fist against a sack of flour on a nearby table. The burlap split and white powder spilled onto the table and floor.
"Taking his knot wasn't enough, having his pup too, you had to show your face again?!" Azula snarled. Her chi spiked around the room and Ty Lee cowered beneath it. Despite herself, wetness gushed between her thighs at the display of dominance. Her skin burned. "Show me your mating mark, Ty Lee. Why you left Zuzu when you're mated to him…." She stalked forward and tore the collar of Ty Lee's tunic open. Fabric ripped and Ty Lee gasped.
Azula's sharp fingers indented the flesh of her throat as she turned her face to and fro, searching for a mating bite on her throat. She sniffed, not finding one.
"He must have put it on your shoulder… or someplace more interesting," Azula decided. One of her hands went low and squeezed Ty Lee's round breast suddenly. Ty Lee squeaked in surprise. "Show me, show me the mating bite of my loser brother…"
Ty Lee flushed with shame as Azula parted the fastenings of her tunic. She roughly untied her breast band, hefting the abundant globes of flesh in her hands, kneading roughly as she turned the omega in her grip looking for a mark that didn't exist. Ty Lee took shallow sips of breath, trying to reign in her shame and sudden lust. Azula's eyes were almost black with intensity as her eyes hungrily scoured Ty Lee's naked upper torso. She turned the omega around, looking across her back, then she rose to her full height, disgusted.
"He had to have you, but didn't claim you? Zuzu really IS stupid," she scoffed. Despite herself, Azula felt somewhat pleased. Ty Lee gasped, feeling moisture leak from her nipples. Azula's gaze went low and she blinked in surprise at the milk leaking from Ty Lee's breasts. The rough ministrations had urged her body to lactate and Ty Lee tried to pull the edges of her tunic closed. Her manacled wrists made it difficult. Azula stared at her breasts, and one hand ran over the bulge in her trousers idly as she appeared to be thinking. Ty Lee waited.
"Looks like you need to be milked. I'll have Zirin handle it," Azula decided. If she touched Ty Lee again, she would be tempted to taste the traces of white breast milk, would devour her flesh and want to touch more….. no, this was safer. Ty Lee's scent still wafted strongly and struck her full in the face. Azula's erection throbbed in response.
"Please…." Ty Lee bent her head in shame. Azula stalked to the store room door and opened it. She barked out for Zirin. The thin woman sidled in and bobbed a bow.
"The mole-rat is leaking. Take care of it," Azula ordered. Zirin raised an eyebrow. When she noticed the naked lactating breasts of the concubine, she got Azula's meaning. Rolling up her sleeves and fetching a cup, Zirin gently took one breast in hand and squeezed it, setting the cup beneath her nipple.
Ty Lee almost cried in relief as her left breast was relieved of pressure. As Zirin worked on the right breast, she was startled to see Azula unlace herself. Her pale cock stood out through the opening of her trousers and she stroked it idly. Ty Lee looked away hurriedly.
Azula smirked. She barked out for a servant to enter. The girl that answered the call was pretty enough. Azula pointed to her erection and stood ready in a strong stance. "Get to it," she snapped. The girl sank to her knees and took Azula's erection into her mouth, one hand squeezing the base as her lips wrapped around the top of her shaft. Ty Lee gaped at the sight in front of her, then blushed and tried to look away. The half-slit lustful eyes of Azula kept her transfixed.
As Zirin finished milking her right breast, Azula still pounded the throat of the girl in front of her. She fucked her throat in hard languid thrusts, proving her prowess, proving her stamina as she locked eyes with the fallen concubine. Even when Azula gave a small gasp and grabbed the girls' head, exploding past her lips, Ty Lee couldn't look away. The smirk Azula gave her unnerved her. Was this a show of threat or promise? It was apparent Azula didn't want to touch her, but was trying to prove something.
The display embarrassed Ty Lee and also shamed her. The servant girl was servicing the strong alpha, when her inner walls gushed and ached for that thick length to stretch her….
'No, think past your heat!' Ty Lee scolded herself. She swallowed. The girl did the same, trying to take down all of Azula's release. Splashes of white liquid dribbled down her chin however. Azula let off, withdrawing from the girl's throat. She rubbed a thumb across her lip, smirking madly. Only the slightest tremble in one knee indicated she had experienced any moment of weakness.
"Get out of here," she ordered. The girl wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and rose to her shaking knees. She bobbed a bow and scampered out of the store room. Zirin raised an eyebrow. She held up the cup of breast milk
"Should I get rid of it?" she asked. Azula waved to the table.
"Put it down," she ordered. Zirin did so, and she was certain Azula wanted to taste it, to involuntarily taste Ty Lee without touching her. "Leave us."
Zirin bowed and closed the door once more, but stayed on the other side of it.
Alone once more, Azula gave her cock one more pump, teasing Ty Lee's involuntary stare. With the scent of an omega in heat, her knot had formed, so she was far from soft. But she was still able to lace back up and stuff her semi-hard cock back inside her trousers.
"You really should think of something more flattering to say," Azula said idly. She secured her belt and widened her stance to relieve the pressure of fabric over her shifted cock. "After all, I could throw you to my soldiers. With that delicious scent, they'd take you over and over until your heat is done."
Ty Lee flushed and looked away. "You won't do that….."
Rage replaced the idle look in Azula's eyes. "YOU DON'T KNOW ME THAT WELL THEN."
Ty Lee bent her head, trying to make herself small. She tried to reign in her scent but it was beyond her control; even with a stabilizing herbal tea, it would have only numbed her scent, not gotten rid of it entirely. "I am sorry, Azula…."
"Your highness," Azula corrected. "And you had better be. You have a lot to answer for…."
Ty Lee's gaze remained on the floor, although she longed to look on the princess again. She was fully encased in her rage; anything more would entice more brutality. "Yes… I do…."
"Feh. You're on the right track, my lady," Azula smirked. She gave a mocking half bow at the waist. "Stay here and wait."
Ty Lee reflected she had to. The door closed behind Azula and a long and lonely night. Despite herself, Ty Lee was lonely. Zirin or San's company would have been preferable to the mouse-rats that nibbled on food droppings on the floor. She worried if Izumi was receiving enough milk from her wet nurses; if she was cared for….
'Zuko's caring for her. He won't let anything happen to her…..' The thought was not very assuring. She had willing walked into the dragon's den and she would be used before she was cast aside, at the rate Azula's anger was taking her.
Ty Lee worried her attempts at reaching Azula were too little, too late. Her heart couldn't stand the refusal and rejection, despite what she'd done by giving her child to Zuko. Ty Lee knew her sins against Azula were great and to the princess, too grievous to touch back on.
Ty Lee huddled in a ball on the cold stone floor and tried not to cry. Despite her best efforts, tears slid out of the corners of her sad eyes. Azula…Izumi…. Even thoughts of Zuko, Mai, Suki and Ying forced more tears from her. She had failed everyone…
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"Will you really leave her as she is?" Zirin wondered. Azula, dressed down in a bed robe, was having her long hair brushed by the servants. Her arousal had never shifted down and away, and a prominent bulge tented the fabric of her robe at the waist. Azula clenched the arms of her chair, finger nails digging in. Irritation and pent up frustration roiled through her chi. Zirin stood steady beneath its onslaught.
"Well, she's not going anywhere today," Azula retorted. "As to leaving her as she is…. She is a prisoner. I'll do with her as I see fit."
'That's what I'm worried about,' Zirin thought. She had walked in on Azula sipping from the cup she had milked Ty Lee's breasts with. Zirin didn't comment on it, but had waited for Azula to casually set the cup on her bedside table.
"Of course….." Zirin bowed and bid the princess goodnight. As she stalked across Shun's household to the room she shared with the other Kemurikage, she could hear snatches of whispered conversation.
"Is she cracking again?"
"You know, Lord Zuko had her locked in a mental institution. It may have been for good reason….."
"What if she falls to her fits during the siege?"
"We could fail….we could die!..."
Zirin frowned. She had to do something about this air of unrest. She could bring it to Azula's attention, but she feared she would receive the brunt of the out lash rather than the soldiers would. Zirin could only try to keep Azula together as it was.
It wasn't fair the task was daunting as it was, without Ty Lee showing up. Zirin sighed.
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End notes: Aaaand we got the whammy. More to come! Like it, smash that button and do that review thing! I have an idea how the story is going to go, but I'll happily accept any suggestions for the interrogation sections. Azula is hurting, so let the ideas fly. And sorry for keeping Azula out of past chapters; now it's all Azula, all the time!
Listening to snippits of the ATLA and Korra soundtracks on youtube helped get my mind to a good writing space. Check out "Avatar soundtrack: epic music mix." The second one is a great mesh of ATLA and Korra tracks 😝 I just love how each piece of music flows to the next, and when you kick into "Last Agni Kai" for ATLA it's awesome.
Sincerely, pen
4/08/2017