Epilogue
Fire nation royal palace
Zuko sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. He had had a long day. So much work to do. Who knew restoring a nation would be this hard. His head flew up when he heard a knocking on his door. Rolling his eyes, he said, "who is it?" "I have some mail for you, sir," replied a timid voice. Huffing, he called, "come in!" the servant opened the door, dropped a single envelope on his desk, and scurried out. He opened the envelope.
I forgive you.
It wasn't signed, but Zuko knew exactly who it was from. He smiled for the first time all day.
Fin