Title: Scandal
Author: RedNovember
Word
Count: 125
Warnings: Potty Words
They'd gotten used to living this way: the breathless rush of the dark somewhere (anywhere), we shouldn't , really, but—oh my.
And, in the end, knowing it was pleasure only because it was forbidden.
They find out (of course) and take her prince away.
The things, the rumors, the talk: At least his father was up front about taking over the world. The prince is just a bastard trying to do the same thing; he beds her because he thinks maybe she'll love him and then he'll have half the fucking world under his rule.
Katara, still lying in "the bed the prince got into", thinks at least the fucking world is still safe from him and her.
Because she already knows that love conquers nothing.
A/N: Actually wrote this for theavatar100 challenge at LJ a couple weeks ago. Only realized today that I hadn't posted it here.