One thing that Katara did not like was when others made plans about her future for her. the thought of being helpless in the making of her own destiny did not sit well, especially on this night.
It was quiet until she realized that the snoring body of her boyfriend was not in bed with her. The emptiness soon got to her and she tip-toed from the sheets, in search of him in the palace where they lived.
When she stumbled upon the open door of his office, she considered entering, but the booming voice inside brought her to a silent halt.
"She absolutely cannot stay here..."
"She can very well do what she wants General-"
"A union between the two would likely mean the production of heirs, and do you know what she is?"
"I have a feeling you're going to tell me."
"A waterbender. And what kind of children do waterbenders have?"
"Nice ones...?"
"Waterbenders. And what kind of Fire Lord would that make?"
"Regardless of that I'm going to marry-"
"With all due respect, Fire Lord Zuko, you cannot, and I will not allow you to."
Her stomach twisted.
She ran back into their room, tears running down her face. Of course she and Zuko had had this conversation. Of course they knew the risks...
They'd accepted him as Fire Lord, so why couldn't they accept their children?
She dove into the covers with an anger hotter than any she'd ever felt, and she cried until Zuko entered the room. All the while she wished that those voices of doubt would have stayed in her head, and not escaped the mouths of the other men.