AN: Thanks to all the people who reviewed the first chapter.
I awoke to a deep, piercing agony in my head. I groaned, shutting my eyes to the sharp morning light. Breathing deeply, I tried to lower the pain above my eyes. I brought my hand to my head, but it felt slow and sluggish as I did so. Pressing my palm to my forehead, I realized I had a fever. The skin under my hand was sweaty and warm.
Almost immediately after I had awoken, I had felt another presence in the room I was in, but I didn't open my eyes. The pain was too intense. I tried to ask who it was, but my mouth was so dry it felt like I had swallowed sand. I felt a cool glass pressed to my lips, and I could hear the cold, refreshing water sloshing around in it. Parting my lips, I allowed the cool, clear liquid to flow past my lips and into my parched mouth and throat. I felt the healing coldness rush down my throat, making me feel much better instantly.
A cool cloth was being pressed firmly but gently to my forehead now. Sighing in relief, I laid back on the large, comfortable pillows behind my back. I fell asleep almost immediately.
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The sound of voices woke me up this time. I had absolutely no idea how long I had been asleep, or where I was for that matter. All I knew was that I felt safe. The person who had been helping me had made sure of that. I couldn't tell if he was in here now, for there were too many voices cluttering my already fogged brain.
A moment later, the door opened and shut quickly, and the lone presence was here again. I heard soft footfalls coming nearer my bed, and another cool cloth laid across my forehead. I felt a spoon pressed gently to my lips, and I quickly opened them to allow the warm liquid to slide into my mouth. It tasted wonderful! Probably the best food I had had since I left the South Pole to help Aang. I opened my mouth again, as I felt the spoon. The lone presence continued to feed me the delectable soup, until there was none left. I felt a gentle hand on my shoulder, pushing me softly back into the pillows. Before drifting off to sleep again, I muttered, "Thank you."
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A few days later, I was beginning to feel much better. My headache was beginning to reduce itself, and I no longer woke to a dry, scratchy mouth and throat. The lone presence, as I had taken to calling him, had rarely left my side since the first day I had awoken, and I grew to be comforted in his presence. He was always gentle with me, and whenever he spoke, it was in soft, gentle tones. I hoped I could open my eyes soon, for I longed to see his face. Every time I tried to open them, I quickly shut them, for the sharp, blinding light was too much for my recovering self to handle.
I sat up, opened one eyes cautiously, ready to shut it if the light was to much. But today the light didn't hurt me. I opened it more, followed by the other. Blinking, I looked around the room. It was mostly red, with some golds and blacks accenting it. Not quite my taste, but it was nice. There was a large dresser on the wall opposite my bed, which was black. Next to the dresser was a matching vanity, a large mirror mounted on the back. A comfortable looking chair was sitting under the single window. It wasn't until now that I heard a faint snoring coming from my right side.
Turning, I saw for the first time the person who had been helping me to get better. With a jolt of surprise and fear, I recognized the figure. It was Prince Zuko!
AN: Sorry that my chapters are so short. They will get longer, I promise. I'll update soon, if I get some reviews! You know the drill! R & R!
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