Kisses of Fire and Ice

by Just a Girl Who Likes to Read

Summary: Katara and Zuko kiss at the end of the battle with Azula, but both quickly backtrack not revealing their true feelings for each other. What happens when Katara and Zuko are forced into an arranged marriage to ensure the Fire Nation will not start another war? Part One is Finished. Chapter 27 Coming — July 5th, 2023

26. Chapter Twenty-Six

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Chapter 26

The Admiral hesitated as he went to knock on the Fire Lord's office doors. He knew this meeting needed to happen but he wasn't sure what the consequences would be from it.

"Do you want me to tell him you're here?" Akio asked from behind the older man. The secretary had been in the kitchens acquiring a quick snack and found the admiral upon his return. He had been watching the naval officer pace back and forth in front of the office door for a few minutes.

"Maybe," Jee mumbled as he stared at the door. He sighed before looking at Akio, his eyes filled with desperation, "Yes please."

Akio nodded before moving to interrupt the Fire Nation sovereign and alert him to the presence of the Admiral. A few minutes later the secretary exited the office and gestured to the older man, "He's ready for you."

"Admiral Jee," Zuko greeted as the man walked into the room. He waited for the admiral to bow before offering him a seat. "What brings you to my office today?"

"I received an interesting report from one of my ships in the Southern Sea," Jee began steadily. He rubbed his sweaty palms on his thighs as he spoke. "As you know one of our ships was damaged in a storm near Omashu and King Bumi loaned us one of his while the repairs happened in the Earth Kingdom so we would not miss our delivery date."

"Yes, I remember," the Fire Lord mumbled his acknowledgment before gesturing for the naval officer to continue. He had a funny feeling in his stomach as he waited for the rest of the news.

"The ship was two days out and it was infiltrated by tribesmen in the middle of the night, Northern Tribesmen," Jee paused for dramatic effect. He resisted the urge to run a hand through his hair. "They weren't expecting the ship to be filled with firebenders and though they quickly deflected to a miss understanding, it did arouse some suspicion."

"What was their reasoning?"

"They claimed that they saw Fire Nation naval officers on an Earth Kingdom ship and thought there had been an altercation between the two nations," the admiral resisted the urge to roll his eyes at the excuse. "But by the reports, they were unprepared to engage firebenders but over-prepared for earthbenders."

"You believe someone is sabotaging the ships from the Earth Kingdom?" Zuko raised his eyebrow as he looked at the admiral.

"Yes, Fire Lord," Jee looked down at his hands. "During the infiltration, there was also a group that somehow got into the cargo hold."

"Why were they in the cargo hold?" The Fire Lord's eyes narrowed. He swore his stomach did a backflip in his abdomen at this new information.

"That's what I would like to know," the chieftain's voice cut through the room like ice.

Zuko turned to look at his father-in-law standing in the doorway, the Fire Lady in front of him. Her hand was on her stomach as she looked at her husband in shock.

"I came to see if you wanted to join me for my meeting with Jiang about the nursery," the waterbender mumbled as she met her lover's eyes. "I hadn't realized you were in a meeting with Admiral Jee."

"It was last minute," Zuko replied immediately. He knew this looked bad, taking a meeting about the Water Tribe without their leader present. He turned to the Southern Chief, "Hakoda, I meant no disrespect. Once I began hearing the news, it was my intention to seek you out for a meeting later today. Please sit."

The tribesman hummed in response before moving to take a seat. Katara moved to sit on the settee near her husband's desk, he had moved it when she announced her pregnancy to give her a more comfortable place when they had meetings.

"Now Admiral Jee, please explain to us why Northern tribesmen were in the cargo hold," the waterbender took control of the meeting.

"Our best guess is they have been disrupting the trade," the naval officer began. He cleared his throat to give himself a minute to collect his thoughts. "Not enough to be extremely noticeable but enough to affect the overall supply for the South Pole. Even a five percent decrease of items from each ship would be enough to cause devastation to the country."

"Have you felt like there were enough items being brought in from the Earth Kingdom?" The Fire Lord turned to his wife's father.

"I don't check every ship, as I'm sure you don't," Hakoda scratched the back of his neck in a move that reminded the firebender of Sokka. "But I can't say I or anyone else would notice a five percent deficit of each ship, it's such a small amount. But with each ship, a five percent decrease would explain the supply shortage."

"The main question is why," Katara interjected. She rested a hand against the side of her stomach where the baby kicked. "Why are they doing it? Was there an agreement with Arnook that you would allow the Northern Naval ships supplies in exchange for their service?"

"Of course not!" Hakoda exclaimed. His voice came out harsher than he intended. The Southern Chief took a deep breath to calm his nerves before continuing, "We never asked for the Northern Navy to be in our waters, he volunteered them. I would prefer if they were out of our waters but technically they are just outside of our borders."

The Fire Lord paused over the words that were being said. Something did not seem to be adding up in his mind.

Zuko stood suddenly and moved to poke his head out of his office. "Akio, please ask Azula to join me in my office immediately." He returned to his desk after giving the order. "We will not continue this meeting until my sister joins us."

Everyone looked around at each other in confusion at the Fire Lord's order but did not object to the command.

The Fire Nation Princess felt her stomach roil as she walked through the palace halls to her brother's office. She had never been called for an immediate meeting with Zuko, it reminded her of Ozai and she loathed it. Azula went through every interaction she had with the royal court in the past month trying to make sense of why she was called for an immediate meeting.

As she entered the room, her eyes moved over the other faces. She had not expected to see the admiral or Southern Chief.

"Azula, good," Zuko beckoned her in. The uneasy expression in her eyes was not lost on him. "Please have a seat, I need your insight on a matter of the utmost importance."

"Of course," the Princess nodded as she took a seat next to the waterbender. She knew that her sister-in-law was her main ally in this room.

"Admiral Jee just informed me that a ship on loan from Omashu was bringing goods to the South Pole, it was apprehended and invaded by the Northern Naval team," the Fire Lord began explaining and summarizing the information that had been brought to him. "Do you have any insight on why Arnook would have his navy infiltrate ships delivering items to the South?"

"It's no secret in the Northern Tribe that Arnook would like to have the South be part of his jurisdiction," Azula replied thoughtfully. Her heart rate settled as she realized her brother wanted her opinion on the matter regarding the Water Tribes. "And since your marriage to Katara, he has been desperate to find some way to merge the two poles under his rule. It was something that was heavily discussed amongst the warriors."

"They discussed it in front of you?" Katara questioned as she placed a hand on the Princess's shoulder.

"Of course, when people think you are insane they discuss anything and everything in front of you," Azula shrugged. She was not ashamed of her mental illness as she once had been. With each passing month, it aggravated her when others would tip toe around it, plus she liked the shock factor it gave when she was flippant about it. "He knew there was a baby boom in the South Pole, it was expected to happen. A nation left with only women and children, the war ended and husbands returned home. It was bound to happen eventually."

"And by default, he knew the amount of supplies necessary and how much displacing a small percentage over a long period of time would wreak havoc on my tribe," Hakoda filled in the blank. "He expected us to reach out to the North before the other nations."

"He wasn't counting on Zuko recognizing the problem and sending aid," Katara replied. Her blue eyes met her husband's, her heart swelled with love for him because of the generosity he showed to her home. The Southern Tribe was still independent because he noticed a problem and sent aid with no anterior motive.

"It's in our marriage contract, we send aid to each other in times of need," the Fire Lord explained softly to his wife. "It is also in Sokka's and Suki's. But that is not public knowledge, our marriage contract was between our families, not the public. That was the peace treaty we signed."

"His comments at the ball," the waterbender mumbled as she remembered the interaction with the Northern chief. "He knew there should have been a problem but instead their trade agreement had been renewed. Which is why he suspected we sent aid."

"He only suspects right now," Hakoda added thoughtfully. He rubbed a hand across his chin, he had a brief thought that maybe he should have called Bato into the meeting.

"It might be best to create a false trade agreement between the South Pole and the Fire Nation if it's not already done," Azula supplied helpfully. She looked down at her nails. "It would be public knowledge and displace Arnook before he decides to take more drastic measures to merge the two poles."

"Well, we have to be sure he doesn't get his way," Zuko commented. His gold eyes met his father-in-law's. "Hakoda, I will help you in any way necessary."

"I'd be happy to offer any insight you need," Azula added. She wasn't sure exactly how the tribesman viewed her, but she liked Katara and that meant helping her father.

"It is greatly appreciated," Hakoda thanked the Fire Nation siblings with a nod.

"Azula, could you please grab Akio for me?" The Fire Lord asked his sister as he began making some notes. The Princess stood and fetched the secretary. "Akio — Azula, Admiral Jee, and Chief Hakoda will be discussing a matter of utmost importance. I would like you to help them in any way possible."

"Of course, Fire Lord," the secretary nodded.

"Azula, Jee, if you both could make yourselves available now. You are more than welcome to use the private library in our chambers to convene with Chief Hakoda. I think you would all enjoy the privacy," Zuko offered up the space easily. The Fire Nation sovereign stood, holding a hand out to help his wife up. "I believe my wife has requested me for a meeting about the nursery. If you need anything, let Akio know."

A few minutes later the group had dispersed; the royal couple went to their meeting and the others moved to the library. The hundred-year war might have ended but the drive for power was still prevalent in their world.

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"You are carrying high," Kanna murmured to her granddaughter as she looked over the waterbender after breakfast. Pakku and her had arrived two days prior to be there for the last couple of months of Katara's pregnancy. Since the date of their arrival, the tribeswoman had criticized her granddaughter continuously in addition to complaining about the weather in the Fire Nation.

"It's still early," the Fire Lady defended as her grandmother probed her. The baby hadn't dropped yet and the waterbender wasn't expecting it to happen for a few more weeks. Even the palace midwife had agreed with her.

Zuko looked over at his wife from where he was conversing with Pakku. He could see his waterbender's brow was furrowed and her lips pouted out just slightly. She had been eager for her grandmother's arrival prior but now he thought she looked like she wanted to be anywhere than conversing with Kanna.

"As much as we would love to stay here with you, Katara and I did promise Azula we would observe her training today," the Fire Lord quickly concocted the excuse as he stood from the breakfast table. His wife's relief was all the thanks he needed.

"I must say I am curious to see how she is fairing with Piandao," Pakku mumbled as he thought about the Fire Nation Princess. He was oblivious to the interaction between the two women. "Do you think it would be alright for us to attend?"

"Azula is still a bit apprehensive amongst others, perhaps another time," the firebender deflected the request easily. He reached a hand out to Katara and soon the two of them were walking down the halls of the palace.

"Are we really supposed to observe Azula today?" The Fire Lady asked once they were halfway to the training arena.

"No, but I'm sure she wouldn't object to it," Zuko shrugged. "Besides I want to hear about her dinner with Baihu. Don't you?"

"I don't think she is interested in him," the waterbender shook her head as she thought over the Minister of Labor. He was young, only a year older than Zuko, and completely enamored with Azula. But Katara doubted the affection was returned. In fact, she knew that the Princess's affections were aligned someplace else.

"He would be a good match though, politically speaking at least," the Fire Lord mumbled. Though he hated the idea of his sister being used for a political marriage, it might have worked in his favor but he doubted that it would be beneficial for Azula.

"Azula deserves much more than a political marriage and you know it," Katara grumbled as they walked. Her lips pursed at the thought.

"I know," he placed a kiss on the top of her head before they entered the arena. The sight of Azula and Piandao sparring quickly greeted them.

"She's doing really well," the waterbender whispered as her husband helped her sit in the viewing area. "She seems to be holding her own against him."

Zuko hummed his agreement as he watched his sister. Even from when he spared with her a few weeks ago, the Fire Lord could see Azula's improvement.

The Fire Nation Princess was unaware of the audience that had joined her. She was too focused on battling her sword master. Azula was dripping in sweat, the two had been battling for some time now. Each clash of her sword against his fueled her to fight harder, he had already landed a few blows but she had yet to land one on him. Her only consultation was she was making him work for it.

Finally, Piandao had her twisted against him. Her back to his front, the sword just a hair away from touching her throat. His other arm made her immobile.

Azula was breathing heavily, her chest rising and falling with each breath. She could feel every muscle of the sword mater's torso as he pressed her back into him. The Fire Nation Princess was unprepared for the feeling of safety and security the embrace aroused in her. She should have been terrified by how close his sword was to her throat, but she knew that he would keep her safe.

Piandao's arm was just under her breasts and the weight of them against him felt heavenly. He looked down at her and watched as she breathed heavily against him. The Princess's gold eyes never wavered from his as he looked at her. There was not an ounce of fear in Azula's eyes as he held the blade to her throat. She licked her lips and noticed how his grey eyes flickered down at the motion.

The crackling of chemistry between the sword master and student could be felt all across the training arena.

"Zuko," Katara whispered to her husband. Her hand clutched tightly to the firebender's arms. She wondered briefly if this was how their friends had seen her and Zuko when they sparred prior to their marriage. The intimacy was almost contagious as she stared at the couple.

"I know," he replied just as quietly. The Fire Lord brought his hands together and began loudly applauding. "Well done, Azula!"

The clapping noise brought the two apart instantly and the Princess turned to meet the eyes of her brother. She hoped the blush on her cheeks would be mistaken for the exertion and not for being caught admiring her teacher.

"Thanks, but I still lost," she mumbled looking anywhere but at Piandao. She was trying to take her teacher's advice when it came to accepting compliments but the deflection still came after the thanks.

"Yes, but you made me work for it," the sword master encouraged her. "You've made tremendous progress in the past few months."

"Thank you," Azula whispered still avoiding looking at him.

"It was quite a match," Katara encouraged as Zuko helped her up so they could join the two. "I know I enjoyed watching it very much."

"Well it's all thanks to Master Piandao," the Princess deflected the compliment again. Her gold eyes flashed to look at her teacher. "I know I still have much to learn though."

"Azula works harder than most," the sword master complimented as he looked at the monarchs. "I've been pleased with her dedication and her progress."

"Just remember there are more things to life than training," the waterbender advised. She did it more to see the older man's reaction. "For example, your outing with Baihu the other night."

If Katara was not looking for it she doubted she would have seen how Piandao reacted at the mention of Azula courting. His jaw tightened just slightly and his stance shifted subtly.

"I doubt there will be more outings with him," the Princess mumbled as she thought back to dinner with the Minister of Labor. He had been extremely focused on her and clearly had feelings that ran deeper than she knew. The intensity Baihu had when he spoke about her had made Azula uncomfortable more than once. It took everything in her to wait until propriety dictated she could return home for the evening.

"Well, I know there are a few more suitors on the list Zuko and I made," Katara comforted her sister-in-law. "Just be glad you get to be courted, your brother skipped out on most of that with me."

"Yes, because trying to woo a woman who was forced into a political marriage is so much easier than just courting her normally," the Fire Lord replied dryly as he tapped his wife's nose in retaliation. Her sapphire eyes sparkled at his teasing.

"I was already in love with you, you didn't need to do much wooing," the waterbender defended herself. She crossed her arms over her chest, "And frankly I think you should."

"Anything you want," he mumbled as he kissed the top of her head before turning back to his sister. "But if Baihu isn't a good fit, that's alright. As Katara said, there are plenty of acceptable suitors left in the Fire Nation. Unless you want us to look into the Earth Kingdom and Water Tribes."

"I'll stick with those from the Fire Nation," the Princess mumbled looking down at her feet.

"Of course," the Fire Lord agreed quickly. "If you are finished for the day Katara and I were hoping you would join us for tea."

"I thought you were going to be visiting with her family all day," Azula tried to sidestep the offer. She had originally told the sword master she had the entire day free and had offered to show him one of her favorite art galleries in the city. There was a new exhibit she wanted to see and thought Piandao would be the perfect company.

"My gran is getting on my nerves," the waterbender replied begrudgingly. "She keeps mentioning how I should be further along."

"She's just worried about you," the Princess defended. She hoped silently that the couple would leave her to her originally scheduled plans with Piandao.

Katara huffed and crossed her arms over her chest. She was tired of everyone telling her how to feel. As her pregnancy progressed she was getting more and more irritable; something that was not lost on the present company.

The firebender watched his wife's frustrated expression settle on her face. Each day a new thing annoyed her beyond compare. He was struggling to find a way to keep her stress levels down and her happiness high.

"I guess I could join you for tea," Azula mumbled. Her gold eyes lifted to look at her sword master.

"We can always visit the art gallery tomorrow," Piandao suggested trying not to let his disappointment show. He wanted her to have a good relationship with her brother and sister-in-law, if that meant rescheduling plans he would do it for her.

"Art gallery?" The Fire Lord lifted an eyebrow as he turned to look at his sister. He was surprised to hear Azula was reconnecting with her art in such a way. He knew that she was back to producing but not that she was frequenting galleries in the city.

"There is a new showcase that Lady Sulan is the benefactress for," the sword master volunteered the information.

"Ty Lee mentioned it in our meeting the other day, remember Zuko," the Fire Lady turned to her husband. "It's the artist that was depicting the generation of war, isn't that right Azula?"

"Yes," the Princess nodded. "I think the title is Children of War, the artist has traveled from the Western Air Temple and all around the Earth Kingdom and Water Tribes searching for the oldest citizens who remember the beginning of the war. Along with mixed-race children in the Earth Kingdom. It's a combination of paintings and sculptures."

Katara's eyes flashed to her husband's, "We don't want to take you away from that, but Piandao why don't you join us for dinner this evening."

"Thank you for the offer," the sword master accepted the invitation with a nod.

"Well we should leave you two to get cleaned up if you are to make the exhibit," the Fire Lady said diplomatically. "We will see you both for dinner."

The royal couple left the master and student in silence, only exchanging a look between each other as they exited the training arena.

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Piandao fidgeted as he looked at the sculpture in front of him and Azula. His mind was plagued with the causal comment the Fire Lady had made to the Princess about Baihu. The sword master knew he should not be upset that his student was courting, in fact, he had expected it for some time. But he was still frustrated and greatly hurt she hadn't told him she had begun seeing suitors.

"Are you ever going to tell me what's bothering you?" The Fire Nation Princess asked as they moved to look at another piece. She didn't even look at him as she voiced the question, his fidgeting and unease were apparent to her the moment they left the palace.

"Why do you think something is bothering me?" He responded instead of answering her question.

Azula turned her gold eyes to look at him, "Whenever you are upset your jaw tightens and your posture straightens. You also become extremely quiet, you haven't said one thing about this exhibit. So I'll ask you again, are you going to tell me what's bothering you?"

"I just hadn't realized you were courting," Piandao finally admitted. He tried not to let his upset seep into his voice. He didn't want to sound like a petulant child. "And I'm surprised you didn't tell me."

"I didn't realize you wanted to know," she mumbled looking down at her feet to hide the small smile. Though he tried to hide it, Azula heard the disgruntled edge. She looked up at him from beneath her lashes, "Do you want to know?"

"If you would like to tell me," the sword master evaded the question elegantly.

"Katara and Zuko made a list of acceptable suitors a few weeks ago," the Princess informed him as they moved to the next piece of the exhibit. "It just felt like the right time. I've been on three outings with Katsu and two outings with Baihu."

"You didn't enjoy them?"

"It's not that, they were very respectful and kind. But," she sighed heavily as she tried to put her feelings into words. "Simple-minded men who could never understand what I have been through."

"Finding someone who understands you can be quite challenging," he agreed as he looked at the painting of a young Earth Kingdom boy.

"Is that why you are not married?" Azula asked the question before she really thought of it. She had never asked something quite so personal of her sword master.

"Yes," his voice was gruff as he responded. He made no move to elaborate only urged her on to the next piece. Piandao waited a minute before he continued, "How long have you been courting now?"

"Only a few weeks, I find the whole process a little tedious, to be honest," the Fire Nation Princess admitted as she scrutinized the painting. The deep hues of the artwork in front of her reflected her emotions.

"You don't like to be wooed?" The sword master teased her lightly. His grey eyes looked down and watched as she thought about his question.

Gold eyes turned to look up at him and was surprised to see him staring at her, "The wooing wouldn't be a problem if they actually took a minute to think about me. Most seem to be making assumptions about me and how I would like to be wooed. All of the interactions seem a little frivolous."

"Ah," he mumbled in response as he looked into her eyes. He didn't understand how a young man wouldn't want to know everything about Azula. She fascinated Piandao, he was practically drunk on every word she said to him.

"I also feel like the act of wooing is such a shallow thing," she commented as she moved to look at another sculpture.

"Meaning?"

"Men expect me to fall at their feet in gratitude for a piece of jewelry. And the pleasure of their company, even though I'm above their station." Azula elaborated with an eye roll. She was not prepared for the sword master's visceral reaction.

"Has anyone done anything to make you feel uncomfortable?" Piandao's voice deepened with thinly laced anger as he asked the question. His jaw tightened and his brow furrowed as he thought about a nobleman forcing himself on her.

"Not in the sense you are thinking about," the Princess replied meeting his eyes. She had never seen them look so stormy, it was difficult to pull away from his gaze. But finally, she did turn to continue moving through the exhibit.

"Would you tell me if they did?" He asked her, the words coming out harsher than he had intended. The hurt on her face was apparent and Piandao instantly regretted his bitter tone.

"Of course," her brow furrowed at the question. Her heart sunk at the accusation, "Why wouldn't I?"

"You didn't tell me you were courting," the sword master pointed out with a shrug moving to the next piece of artwork.

"I didn't realize you wanted to know," she turned her head to not let him see how pleased she was at his reaction. "But from now on I will tell you all about each outing."

"Good," he gave her a quick nod a serious expression on his face. Piandao turned back to the piece in front of them. "How are you finding the exhibit?"

"A little inconsistent," the Princess mumbled. She had expected more from the art show considering the topic. While the execution was done well, the impact seemed to be lacking in most of the work.

"Would you ever want to do an exhibit like this?" He wished she would display her artwork. The piece she did of Zuko and Katara had been exquisite, not to mention the landscape during the beginning months of their training. The sword master knew her work would create a cultural shift in their society.

"I don't feel the need to seek validation on my artwork from strangers," Azula commented almost flippantly.

"What if you didn't think of it as seeking validation but sharing your viewpoint?"

"My view of what? Having a mental breakdown? Agni, no," the Princess shook her head as they moved on to the last piece of the exhibit. "I think the world doesn't deserve to see my innermost struggle."

Piandao wanted to say more, but he hesitated. He knew the power that sharing her story would bring to her one day, today was not that day though.

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The Avatar watched his students diligently as they practiced their forms. He walked through rows being sure to offer encouragement and corrections.

"Good, remember to shift your weight through the stance," Aang instructed one of the youngest. "There you go."

The airbenders were making much progress in their studies, as well as their rebuild. Aang looked around the temple as he dismissed the class and was pleased to see the young sky bison he had found a few months ago happily eating apples from the hands of the children. Momo was sitting on a ledge eating lychee nuts.

A few of the older children were playing with on the airball court and Aang could hear their laughter. He walked through the temple taking in the richness of his culture. The Avatar listened briefly to a meeting being held. Jinju was speaking with those who had been elected as officials for the nation, they were discussing how they wanted to integrate back into the world.

Further in the temple was a small group of young men and boys who had been interested in becoming monks. They were seated in a circle, meditating. Aang's heart swelled with pride in how the young group had taken to the practice. He knew that the Air Nomads' spirituality would live on through the youngest of the boys.

Appa soon joined Aang, following him through the temple's passages as he went to the kitchens. He moved through a grouping of young women as they went about their daily duties.

"Good afternoon, Avatar Aang," one of the women greeted as he entered. He nodded at them with a smile.

The Avatar and his companion took a seat in the corner so as not to disturb them. Soon one of them placed a plate down for him with a custard tart and a bucket of apples for Appa. Aang thanked her before digging into his favorite food. He watched them work, quietly noting that quite a few were pregnant.

Aang could see the places his nation was going and he was thrilled at the prospect of all the air temples thriving again.

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Kanna looked around the nursery that was attached to the royal couple's bedroom, something Katara had fought for. Originally the nursery was down the hall, the only room attached was for a governess and wet nurse. Something the Fire Lady was not happy with, thankfully her husband agreed and immediately started construction to adjust the palace.

"You won't have the baby in your room?" The tribeswoman questioned her granddaughter. She believed that for a baby to be healthy they should stay as close to their mother as possible.

"We haven't decided just yet, but we wanted the baby to have their own space when needed," the Fire Lady defended her choice. She rested a hand on her stomach and felt the baby kick.

Before moving to the Fire Nation, the waterbender didn't think much of her grandmother's need to be so involved in her life. But after living in the Fire Nation, she realized that even among family there were things that should just be between husband and wife.

"Does Zuko not want the baby in his room?" Kanna accused her blue eyes narrowed. Her granddaughter was not showing her the respect she felt she deserved. It was customary in the Water Tribes to take advice from the elders.

"Zuko and I just want to wait to make that decision once the baby is born," Katara placated though she didn't directly answer the question. She gestured to the artwork on the wall, "What I really wanted to show you was the painting that Azula did."

The older woman's eyes softened as she looked at the piece of art hanging above the crib. "She is very talented, it is a beautiful painting of you and your husband."

"I was going to ask her to do a family portrait once the baby was born to add in here," the waterbender continued finding a safe topic. Her shoulders sagged in relief.

"A lovely idea," she mumbled in response. She could tell her granddaughter was getting upset with all the questions so she repressed the things she wanted to say. Her eyes scanned the mountain of gifts that were constantly coming in for the baby. The opulence of the Fire Nation was too much in her opinion and unnecessary for a baby. But she would keep her opinions to herself. "At least you will be doing the feedings."

The Fire Lady bit her lip, she of course wanted to breastfeed feed but for the health of both her and the baby, they had begun interviews for a wet nurse. They would only be used as a last resort but Katara wanted to be prepared just in case. Shinju had even agreed stating that it was better to have a wet nurse and not need her than to be caught without one.

"Shinju and I have been going over the plan for the birth," Katara began. She instantly regretted the words.

"Surely you won't deliver in your chambers, your husband might like to sleep while you are in labor," the tribeswoman interrupted. Birthing was women's business and it would not do well to displace the Fire Lord, Kanna thought to herself.

"Actually, Zuko will be there for the birth," she placed a hand on her stomach. The baby delivered a swift kick against her stomach.

"Katara," Kanna scolded her granddaughter scolded. She could not believe what she was hearing. "A birth is not the place for a man and I doubt your husband would want to be there."

"Gran-Gran, Zuko will be there when I give birth," the Fire Lady argued her voice commanding. She had so many fears of a mixed-bending child that having Zuko there was important to her. "I want him in the room and he wants to be there as well. I don't care what you think but my husband will be next to me while I bring our child into the world."

"There you are," Zuko joined the two women. He had heard the end of the conversation and knew now was an opportune time to interrupt. Pakku was hot on his heels. "We were looking for you, I thought we could all have tea in the garden with Mother."

"I was just showing Gran-Gran the nursery," the waterbender explained as her husband wrapped an arm around her shoulders. His other hand moved to rest on her belly. "And Azula's painting."

"Your sister did that?" Pakku's eyes turned from the piece of artwork he was admiring to look at the Fire Lord. As the tribesman continued, the tiles fell into place in his mind, "I hadn't realized she was so artistic. No wonder Piandao agreed to train her, he has a soft spot for the arts."

"She is quite talented," the Fire Lord agreed as he looked up at the painting. He truly appreciated how his sister was able to capture such a beautiful moment between him and Katara. More than that, he was thankful his sister was returning to her artwork and reconnecting with her identity.

"You should request for her to do a family portrait after the baby is born," the waterbending master commented as he finally tore his eyes away from the painting. He moved to stand next to his wife, placing a hand on her back.

"She's already offered for the baby's first birthday," Katara grinned at her step-grandfather. Her mind went to the sketch she had seen Azula do of Zuko's royal portrait, something her husband still didn't know.

"What are you up to?" Zuko accused suddenly. He had seen the little twinkle in her sapphire eyes. A look he hadn't seen since the war, his wife was up to something.

"Oh Zuko, I'm just excited about our baby," the Fire Lady leaned up and placed a kiss on her husband's cheek. Successfully sidestepping the question, though she didn't think for one minute that her husband believed her.

---

"What made you want to pursue a career in law?" The Princess asked Genkei as they walked through the gardens. She tried to ignore that her mother was not too far away chaperoning them.

It was Azula's fourth time alone with the Minister of Justice and out of all the suitors, she liked him the best. He was about seven years older than the Princess, a respectable age difference in the Fire Nation. Genkei was of moderate height and build with no distinguishing physical factors. But still, Azula found him attractive enough though she couldn't help but compare him to Piandao.

"My father was originally an Admiral in the War," the nobleman man began. His voice commanding as he had the opportunity to boast about himself, "He of course wanted me to follow in his footsteps, but I didn't have the stomach for bloodshed. During my university studies, I found myself mesmerized by judicial procedure. I liked the idea of being able to provide justice for this who were wronged. When your brother ascended the throne I leaped at the chance to work in the justice department."

Azula hummed in response as they continued walking, she disregarded his slightly arrogant tone. Her eyes briefly took in the gaggle of noblewomen who were observing them. She looked up at him from beneath her lashes, "I must say I quite enjoyed many of my studies of the law when I was at the Royal Fire Academy for Girls."

"My studies were quite rigorous and not surprisingly there were no women in my class," the Minister of Justice said, the condescension was thinly veiled. "Though I'm sure you could have handled the education."

She pursed her lips and turned to look at the turtle ducks in the fountain. The Princess was unsurprised at the sexist comment, most of the noblemen held some form of sexism. Her mother had even prepped her for it prior to her meeting with the suitors. It was something she had been battling her whole life, though the Minister of Justice was less sexist than most.

Azula turned back to Genkei, "How did you rise to your current position? You are awfully young to hold such a prestigious position."

"In the first year of Fire Lord Zuko's reign my predecessor attempted to lead an assassination, I uncovered it and alerted your brother," the Minister of Justice's chest puffed out. He was proud of his service to the crown and thought the Princess would appreciate it as well. Naively he assumed that she should fawn over his prowess in analyzing a situation that could have been detrimental to the Fire Nation.

The Fire Nation Princess's brow furrowed as she listened to what he said, a fleeting thought rifled through her mind but she shook it off. "How very honorable of you."

"Thank you, Princess Azula," he grinned at her as they continued walking. In his mind, she would be a perfect bride for him to further his political connections. "How are you enjoying your lessons with Master Piandao?"

Azula was not unaware of the nobleman's intentions regarding the advancement of his societal status. She knew that many of the men who she would court would have some form of social climbing if she married one of them.

"I am enjoying them very much," she smiled contently to herself as she thought over her lessons. Her gold eyes lit up as she expressed her excitement over her sword master. "He is an incredible teacher, patient and wise."

"With his direction, I'm sure you have become a great master of the blade," the nobleman complimented the young woman. He was rewarded with a soft smile from her.

He wanted her to keep expressing her enjoyment, not because he cared but because he wanted everyone to see her enjoying herself with him. It would do wonders to assist him in asking for her hand. Genkei had even gone as far as insisting all of their outings be chaperoned by her mother. Propriety was essential in this endeavor.

Azula laughed girlishly, something unusual for her. But as she continued to think of Piandao her feminine side came out. "I have a long way to go, but I am incredibly fortunate to be learning from him. Piandao has been such a huge support since I returned to the Fire Nation, not only in my studies of the blade."

"Really?"

The Princess hummed in agreement, her gold eyes bright as she turned to face him leaning her back against the railing of the bridge. "He helped me with my tourism proposal. And he's encouraged me to really step into my role with Katara."

"I had not realized Master Piandao was so well versed in politics." The nobleman leaned forward but was sure to keep a respectable distance.

"He is very insightful, it translates well to his mastery of swordsmanship," she defended her sword master.

"I personally don't enjoy the sword," Genkei commented, his jaw tightening as she referred to the sword master so causally. "I prefer firebending, no disrespect to non-benders but it is just not the same."

"There is a grace and need for both," Azula found herself arguing. Her eyes flashed at the disrespect to Piandao.

"Of course," the nobleman placated. He didn't want her to be upset and end their time together prematurely. "I just was expressing my appreciation for my firebending. As skilled as you are I'm sure you know the feeling I speak."

"Yes," she looked down. Zuko and Katara had been sure to keep the loss of her bending tightly guarded. They worried the Princess would become a target if the public knew. Azula longed for her firebending more and more every day. It was something she had spent many hours discussing with Piandao.

"Have I told you how much I enjoy spending time with you?" He murmured the question. He was unsure what caused the moment to turn somber but wanted to correct it quickly.

"You haven't, but I'm enjoying it too," Azula looked up at him. She was surprised to see him holding a cherry blossom out for her, it was not lost on her how public the action was to the women of the royal court. She easily accepted the flower, "Thank you."

"Will you join me for tea?" The nobleman asked as he leaned in close to her. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the observation taking place. The Minister of Justice couldn't resist shifting closer to Azula.

"I would like that," the Princess smiled warmly at him.

Genkei placed a hand on her lower back to lead her toward one of the gazebos, he was sure to do it in a way that anyone who was in the garden saw such an intimate touch.

Including the sword master who was doing his best to be inconspicuous as he observed his student enjoy herself with the councilman.

---

Bato walked into the Fire Nation royal family's private sitting room with a handful of pelts, he had been collecting them since he had heard of Katara's pregnancy. The tribesman's nerves were high, he hadn't run this by his husband and hoped his step-daughter would appreciate the gesture.

"What's this?" The waterbender questioned as her stepfather placed the pelts on the tea table in front of her. She had been spending the rare time off she had enjoyed some of the literature of the Fire Nation

"I know traditionally mother and daughter create a baby blanket during pregnancy," Bato began scratching the back of his neck. "I thought you and I could do that together. I'm not great at sewing but I can help cut the strips and arrange the pattern."

"Bato," Katara looked up at the man, her blue eyes brimming with tears. She had tried hard over the last few months to forget about the tradition of her tribe, already feeling the lack of her mother.

"I would have suggested starting sooner, but I wanted to gather some pelts from the Fire Nation," the tribesman shrugged. He looked down at the pelts before looking back up at Katara. "I thought that since this baby will be of mixed lineage it would be appropriate."

"Thank you," the Fire Lady stood and wrapped the man in a tight hug. She was extremely grateful for his thoughtfulness. Once she was seated again she began rifling through the items in front of her.

"I didn't know if you wanted to ask for Ursa or Azula to join us," the tribesman mumbled. He had thought of including the two women but was unsure if that was what Katara wanted. "Maybe even Kanna?"

"I wouldn't mind Ursa and Azula coming to help, we only have a few weeks to get it done. We will need all the help we can get," Katara grinned at him before turning to her maidservant. "Ty Min, could you bring me a sewing kit and ask Ursa and Azula to join us."

Not even half an hour later the two Fire Nation women had joined the Fire Lady and the tribesman. After dividing up the work, the four of them were well on their way to creating the baby blanket.

"This is such a beautiful tradition," Ursa murmured as she helped sew.

"The Water Tribes tend to put a massive amount of tradition surrounding family," Katara commented as she accepted a piece from Azula to add to the blanket.

"I like it," Azula stated suddenly as she cut another piece of pelt for the waterbender. "It reminds you of the legacy attached to the baby."

"I agree," the Fire Lady smiled at her sister-in-law. Her hands worked diligently to sew the pieces together as Azula handed them to her.

"Are you okay?" The Princess asked softly so as to not alert Bato and her mother. She had noticed that Katara had been a little melancholy the past few days.

"I'm fine," the waterbender brushed off. Her eyes never strayed from the needle and thread she was wielding.

"You're lying," Azula replied crossing her arms over her chest. One eyebrow raised as she waited for the waterbender to cave into her inquiry.

"Not now, Azula," Katara mumbled as she cast a look at Bato and her mother-in-law. She didn't want the two to know what was going on in her marriage. "Please."

"Katara," the Princess replied her voice softening. Something was really wrong if the Fire Lady was reacting this way.

"It's just Zuko's been busy," the waterbender shrugged not meeting her sister-in-law's eyes. She hated the way she was feeling and didn't want to admit it aloud, but Azula was persistent. "I just miss my husband."

"He's just trying to get everything done before the baby," Azula comforted quietly so as to not draw attention to their conversation. She busied her hands with the pelts in front of her.

"I know, but I'm not the only one to notice his absence," the Fire Lady mumbled under her breath. She had already heard whispers amongst the women of the royal court about Zuko's busy schedule and even though she knew their accusations were untrue, the words still stung.

Katara was so absorbed in her sewing she missed the fire burning in her sister-in-law's eyes at what she had just admitted.

"There you are, little tiger seal," Hakoda greeted as he walked into the sitting room, effectively interrupting the conversation between Katara and Azula. The chieftain placed a kiss on top of his daughter's head before moving to sit next to his husband. "This reminds me of when your mother made your blanket."

Since his relationship with Bato, the Southern Chief had been more forthcoming with reminiscing about Kya. Something that both of his children enjoyed immensely. They would forever be grateful to their stepfather for healing the grief that Hakoda carried.

The waterbender turned and gave her father a warm smile. "Even though she's not here, I'm glad I can carry on the tradition."

"So am I," her father agreed easily. Once he saw his daughter was preoccupied with her sewing, he moved closer to his husband. Leaning over to whisper in the warrior's ear, "Thank you."

"For what?" Bato asked as his eyes met Hakoda's. He could feel his husband's breath fanning over his face.

"For loving my children as much as I do," the tribesman whispered as he wrapped his arm around the warrior's shoulders.

---

The Fire Lord dropped the brush in the inkwell and rubbed his eyes, the hour later than he wanted it to be. Zuko felt as if he had signed his name on a million pieces of parchment.

"Last one," Akio mumbled as he placed the scroll on the desk. He knew that the monarch was trying to do as much as possible so he could spend the first few days of his child's life work free.

Zuko picked up the brush and signed his name again before sealing the scroll. "There. Anything else?"

"No, only that Genkei had another outing with your sister. It was public and intimate," the secretary informed Zuko. "He's making his intentions clear and known."

"Hmm," the Fire Lord responded. He wasn't sure exactly why that upset him, Genkei had been loyal to him. But parading Azula around in a show of intention, rubbed Zuko the wrong way. "How many is that now?"

"I think six in the last month."

"Is there anything else you need, Fire Lord Zuko?" Giya questioned as she collected his and Akio's dinner plates.

"No, thank you, Giya. I appreciate you being so accommodating during these late nights the past few weeks," the sovereign expressed his gratitude. "Do you happen to have an update on my wife? Did she go to bed?"

"Of course," she nodded. The maidservant had expected the question and had sought out the Captain of the Royal Guard prior to entering the Fire Lord's office. "Malu said that Fire Lady Katara retired to your chambers about four hours ago; shortly after having dinner with your sister and mother as well as her father and step-father."

"Very good, take tomorrow morning off," the Fire Lord commanded. Giya had been doing more than her fair share since Katara entered her last few months of pregnancy. She deserved to have some time off. "If Jiang has an issue with that tell her to speak to me."

"Thank you, Fire Lord." Giya finished her duties before leaving to bring the dishes to the kitchen and retire for the evening.

"Get to bed, Akio," Zuko stood from his desk and clapped a hand on his shoulder. "I will see you in the morning."

The two men bid each other good night before retiring to their respective rooms.

As the Fire Nation sovereign entered his bed chamber the first thing he noticed was his wife fast asleep on the settee. An open book against her chest and Hikari sleeping on the floor right in front of her. The polar bear dog opened his eyes as his master drew closer.

"Good boy," the Fire Lord patted him on the head, being sure to scratch behind his ears. The polar bear dog yawned once before standing and stretching its limbs then moving to lie down on the gigantic pillow at the foot of the bed. Hikari stood almost as tall as Zuko now. It wouldn't be long before he would either have to sleep in the stables or the monarchs' bedchamber would need to be remolded to accommodate their pet.

The Fire Lord took the book out of his wife's hands and placed it on the table before scooping her up into his arms. Grateful she was asleep while he carried her to bed, he knew she would protest that she was too heavy.

"Zuko," she mumbled sleepily as she snuggled into his warmth. Her arms instinctively wrapped around his neck.

"Shhhh go back to sleep, Katara," he whispered as he carried her to their bed.

"What time is it?" Her eyes never opened as he tucked her beneath the covers.

"Late," he placed a kiss on her forehead.

The waterbender struggled to open her eyes, she had tried waiting up for her husband but had been unsuccessful. "I wanted to wait."

"I know," he crouched down so their faces were level. He brushed a strand of hair behind her ear.

"You're working too much," Katara slurred as her eyes finally fluttered open for a brief moment before closing again. She was feeling a little neglected by how much her husband was working. The waterbender barely saw her husband in the last few weeks and with the physical distance came the emotional. Not to mention the gossip of the royal court.

"I just want everything to be done when the baby comes," Zuko explained as he placed a hand on her stomach.

His wife opened her eyes and sighed heavily, "I know. I just—never mind."

"Katara, what's wrong?" The Fire Lord pressed his brow furrowing. Her emotional distress was obvious to him.

"Nothing," she mumbled closing her eyes. She didn't have the strength to explain how she was feeling right now. Katara's eyes burned with unshed tears that she willed away.

Zuko leaned forward, pressing a kiss to her forehead before going to change for bed. His heart was heavy in his chest with his wife's upset. A few minutes later he slipped into bed behind her, his arm wrapping around her torso.

"I love you," he murmured into her hair as he spooned her. He figured she was fast asleep when she didn't reply immediately. The firebender closed his eyes and waited for sleep to overtake him, he was just about to fall into the blackness when his wife's voice washed over him.

"I miss you," the waterbender whispered, her voice barely containing the choked-back sobs. While her eyes were shut, tears slipped down her cheeks.

The Fire Lord's eyes snapped open and he rolled his wife to face him. His fingertips moved to brush away her tears. "Look at me. I'm right here, Katara. Look at me."

Finally, her sapphire eyes glassy with tears opened to look at him. "You're gone by the time I wake up every morning. And I'm asleep by the time you get back. I only ever see you if we have overlapping meetings for the day."

"We both are just busy," he argued as he pulled her closer to him. He hated to see her so upset.

"It feels like you are walking away from me. Like every day there is more distance, Zuko we haven't even been intimate in weeks," the waterbender turned to look at the wall. Her mind kept going back to the comments the women of the court made about their husbands. With each passing day, her marriage looked more like their's and she hated it with a passion. "I thought our marriage would be different than the other's."

"It hasn't been weeks," Zuko deflected but as he stopped to think about what she was saying he felt sick. The last time they had been together was shortly after Kanna and Pakku had arrived almost two months ago. But more importantly, Zuko didn't want her to think she was anything like the petty noblewomen. "Katara, no! Our marriage is nothing like theirs."

"Isn't it though?"

"No it's not," he disagreed quickly. He ran a hand through his hair, "They distance themselves to seek out concubines. I am not distancing myself, on the contrary, I'm working longer so when the baby comes I can spend an uninterrupted week or two with my wife and child."

"You feel distant," she mumbled closing her eyes tightly. The Fire Lady hated feeling this way and Zuko wasn't making her feel better. She wasn't even sure how he could make it better.

"Tell me what to do," the firebender pressed himself as close to her as possible. He watched as tears slipped down her face, placing kisses along the tear tracks.

"I don't know," the waterbender turned to push her face into his chest as sobs racked her body. Her emotional distress was finally being let out. She knew she was being a little irrational but didn't know how to make herself stop.

He wrapped his arms around her doing his best to comfort her. "I'm right here, Katara. And I love you. I'm here."

It wasn't much longer before she had cried herself to sleep wrapped in her husband's arms. Zuko brushed back the fallen tears and just held her close, vowing silently that he would make sure in the morning she knew how much he cared.

The morning sunlight streaming into the room woke the waterbender. Without opening her eyes she felt for her husband but all she felt was cold bed sheets. She tried not to wallow in her feelings but she had hoped he would have stayed after last night. As she pulled herself out from beneath the covers Katara was unsurprised to see Ty Min had placed her breakfast on the bedside table.

"Good morning, Fire Lady Katara," the lady-in-waiting greeted as she tidied up the other side of the room. "Would you like me to draw you a bath? Or would you like to have your breakfast first?"

"No need Ty Min," the Fire Lord spoke as he entered the room. "I'll be seeing to my wife's needs this morning."

"Zuko," the waterbender gasped in surprise as he moved toward her. Her blue eyes dragged over his form, the first thing she noticed was how casually he was dressed. "What about your meetings? And the council?"

"I just told Akio to cancel everything for the rest of the day, unless there is a national emergency everything can wait until tomorrow," he explained to his wife as he came to sit next to her on their bed. One of his hands moved to rest on her belly, and within seconds he felt a kick.

"Really?" His wife's blue eyes lit up as she looked at him.

"Really," Zuko smiled softly at her. He leaned over and placed a lingering kiss on her lips. "Now did you want breakfast first or a bath?"

"Breakfast," the Fire Lady responded with a grin as he moved the tray to be on her lap. "And then maybe we could bathe together?"

"I am more than okay with that idea," he replied with a devilish smirk. Half an hour later the royal couple was lounging in their bathtub. Both just enjoyed being close to one another.

"Thank you," the waterbender whispered. Having her husband immediately adjust his behavior went a long way with her.

"Anything for you," the firebender mumbled as he rested his chin on top of her head. His hands cupped her belly. He never wanted her to feel neglected.

---

"Are you going to tell me or are you going to pretend it doesn't exist?"

His shoulders slumped, he had expected the accusation at some point but not this soon. Secretly he hoped that it wouldn't come, but he knew that was wishful thinking. It took him almost five minutes before he turned to look at his friend.

Pakku stood leaning up against a pillar of the training arena. He had wanted Piandao to come to him but realized that was not going to happen anytime soon.

"How long have you known?" The sword master questioned, he couldn't bring himself to meet his friend's eyes.

"I suspected when I saw you two training the first week we arrived, but everything became clear a fortnight ago when Katara gave us a tour of the nursery," the tribesman admitted. One of his white eyebrows raised in question.

"The nursery?" Piandao's brows drew together in confusion.

"Azula's painting."

"She is extremely talented," the younger man boasted. His grey eyes were far away as he thought about his pupil. "The way she uses her art to express her emotions has been extraordinary to see. It is raw and vivid. She did this one when we first started training and it's incredible—"

"Piandao," the tribesman scolded as he interrupted the sword master. Pakku crossed his arms over his chest. He watched as his friend fidgeted. The sword master adjusted his clothing and avoided eye contact for several minutes.

Finally, grey eyes met pale blue. "I'm in love with her."

"I know," the waterbending master smirked.

"She's my student," Piandao moved to sit along the viewing area and waited for Pakku to join him. He rubbed a hand over his face, it was the first time he was admitting his feelings for the Fire Nation Princess.

"Not to mention Iroh's niece."

"Agni, Iroh," the sword master breathed out. He rested his head in his hands, "I had forgotten about him."

"No matter what you do, you owe him the respect to tell him," the tribesman commented as he looked at the younger man.

"I know. Agni. What am I going to do? I've never fallen for a student before," he looked up at the arena. He was remembering his training with Azula from that morning. She had looked beautiful yielding the wazikashi he had created for her. "It's inappropriate and a violation of trust."

"You have only trained two other females," Pakku chuckled with a shake of his head. "I don't think you need to worry about your professionalism."

"They are going to be upset with me."

"Who? Iroh and Zuko?"

"Zuko and Katara," the sword master corrected. He knew he had to have a difficult conversation with Iroh, but the old general was calm and understanding. Piandao was more worried about the Fire Nation royal couple, though more specifically the Fire Lady.

"You are worried about my wife's granddaughter?" The tribesman shook his head suppressing a grin. "I think you might find your biggest ally in her."

"I also think her temper rivals her husband's," he grumbled in response. Piandao ran a hand through his hair. Now that he admitted his feelings there was no way to ignore them.

"That it does," Pakku chuckled throatily. He thought back to his first interactions with Katara. He shook his head, that girl was headstrong and stubborn. "Tell me about Azula."

"She's smart and clever. Better than any strategist I have ever seen, she thinks ten steps ahead and every possible scenario," the sword master began to gush. His grey eyes lit up, a contrast to his solemn expression, "And when she draws, her brow wrinkles and she gets this little indent that is so endearing. Her eyes sparkle as she fights and her entire body glows with the exertion. She trains like no one I have ever seen. Azula is funny and witty, she doesn't suffer fools. And she loves deeply, you can see it in how she interacts with her brother and friends. She has so much pain and she has made tremendous progress, working hard to heal."

"I never thought I would see the day you spoke about a woman this way," the older man shook his head. He had seen the love Piandao had for the Princess but to hear it was another thing. "What are you going to do?"

"Nothing," the sword master shook his head sadly. He looked down at the earth beneath his feet before looking back at his friend. "Azula recently began courting, I don't want to take that experience away from her. Not to mention I am old enough to be her father, I doubt she could ever view me in such a way. She deserves a man who will be completely enthralled with her. Once I have completed her training, I'll return to Shu Jing."

"You love her enough to let her go?" Pakku's eyes were wide. He hadn't expected such depth of feelings from his friend. But clearly, the emotions had been building for some time.

"I do," Piandao's grey eyes were solemn. He thought over to the other day when he saw Azula with Genkei, the Minister of Justice, in the garden. The intimate way the councilman touched her lower back and the way the Princess leaned into his touch. All the sword master wanted was her happiness. "You are right that I need to tell Iroh and I will, but as for everything else I think it's best I walk away."

"You are an honorable man," the tribesman rested a hand on his friend's shoulder. "But I hope you are not so honorable you lose your only chance at happiness. If you think it is best, I won't argue."

---

"So Genkei?" Ty Lee questioned with a twinkle in her eye. She had been waiting for the entirety of their lunch to bring up the councilman and finally, the opportunity had presented itself.

"What about him?" Azula asked as she went to take a sip of her drink. Mai and Ty Lee exchanged a look at their friend's response.

The trio were having a late lunch out in the gardens. All three had the rare time available and were taking full advantage of making up for the missed time.

"Azula, you aren't stupid. Don't insult us by pretending you are," Mai replied dryly as she picked at the food on her plate.

Gold eyes turned to look at the scenery in front of them, it had been almost two months since she started courting the Minister of Justice. The Fire Nation Princess sighed heavily, "He is very nice, just a tad arrogant but much less than most. A solid conversationalist and . . ."

"And handsome?" Ty Lee filled in as her friend trailed off.

"Of course," the Princess agreed though it was more passive. Her mind wandered to the dark grey eyes of the sword master. She bit her lower lip to stop her train of thought. "Though he does speak down to non-benders."

"And he doesn't know about you," Mai mumbled mostly to herself. She knew that in the Fire Nation, the party line was that Azula's bending had been suppressed so as to not be a threat to the Fire Lord in the first couple of years after the war. Many assumed when the Princess returned to the Fire Nation, so had her bending.

"No," Azula shook her head. She was quick to defend herself in front of her friends, "It's not that I'm ashamed of it—"

"We know," the acrobat cut her off, placing a comforting hand on her friend's arm. "You have never looked down on us, we know you."

"And we also understand the threat it would pose to you if the rest of the nation knew of your lack of defense," Mai added to her lover's comments. "You don't need to explain anything to us."

The Fire Nation Princess flashed both her friends a grateful surprise. "Other than that, he's nice and we have a fine time together."

"You don't sound that happy," Mai accused.

"It's not that," Azula shook her head. She rubbed a hand on her face, mimicking her brother as she searched for the right words. "I just find the whole process tedious and exhausting."

"You're avoiding the real issue," Ty Lee called out her friend.

The Fire Nation Princess turned away from the accusatory looks her oldest friends were giving her. Her eyes settled on the temple of Agni on the edge of the gardens. She didn't know why but she had a feeling the night she fell asleep at the alter the sword master had carried her to bed. "Maybe a love match isn't part of the Spirits' plan for me."

"Azula," the acrobat whispered somberly.

"My title means it will be hard to truly find someone who wants me for me and not the relation to Zuko," the Princess continued. She shifted her plate on the table. Her eyes turned back to her friends. "Genkei and I get along well enough. Maybe that's all I should ask for."

Before either of them could respond the whispers of a few noblewomen entering the garden drifted toward them.

"My husband said the Fire Lord has been working extremely late," Haruku mumbled to the woman next to her. "I wouldn't be surprised if he was seeking a mistress now that the Fire Lady is pregnant."

"Surely you don't think so?" Lady Xia Senior responded as they moved deeper into the garden. She had been miffed when Master Piandao had not taken an interest in her oldest daughter, but perhaps another opportunity would present itself.

"I do," Haruku continued, not so quietly either. "You know how men have their needs and a pregnant wife cannot fulfill all of them. If I had a daughter, I would be sure to place her around him."

"It would be a favorable position to be seen as the Fire Lord's courtesan," the other noblewoman speculated. "Maybe I should insist my daughters be invited to stay in the palace."

"I would," Shinu's wife readily agreed.

The Fire Nation Princess felt her blood boil as she heard the gossip around the court. Her loyalty to Katara peaking through as she saw red. Before she had even processed the action, Azula was standing in front of the two noblewomen.

"Good afternoon Haruku, Xia," the Princess purposely dropped their titles. It was unnecessary for her to use them. "How are you this afternoon?"

"Just lovely, Princess Azula," Lady Xia Sr responded instantly. The Princess was not an enemy you wanted. "And yourself?"

"I was quite enjoying myself as I had a late lunch with Mai and Ty Lee," she gestured toward her friends. A small frown crossed her face. "Unfortunately it was ruined by some idle gossip. Such petty and idiotic words were spoken. I suddenly lost my appetite."

"Oh?" Haruku's eyes widened with interest.

"Yes, I would say the words bordered on blatant disrespect and I for one would hope that no one of importance heard them," the Princess continued. Her gold eyes took in both women.

"About whom?" Shinu's wife's ears perked at the opportunity to hear the court gossip.

"What Haruku means is how could such words cause a visceral feeling?" The other noblewoman stuttered as she tried to placate the young royal.

"Can you believe that some people think my brother would seek out a mistress?" Azula faked her disbelief as she stared at the two women. She brushed some hair out of her face as she resisted the urge to smirk at the noblewomen's reactions. "I mean all it would take is one look at Katara and my brother to know they can hardly keep their hands off each other. I almost had to ask Jiang to find me new chambers the other day with how loud those two were."

"How silly for those," Haruku recovered quickly.

"They are just lucky I'm hearing it second hand, if I had heard it first hand they would have to answer to me," the Princess's eyes narrowed slightly. "Such a cruel rumor that would cause more damage to the Fire Lady's well-being than have any ounce of truth. And if something happened to her, especially in her condition, I know my brother's wrath would rival my own."

"If we hear anything of the sort we will be sure to silence it immediately," Lady Xia Sr responded with just a hint of waver in her voice. "We of course would not want any harm to come to the Fire Lady in her state."

"I know I can count on you both to silence the court's gossip," Azula smiled almost sinisterly. She nodded at both before moving to rejoin her friends, "Enjoy your walk, Haruku, Xia."

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"It's Bujing, it has to be," Azula argued with her brother as she walked around his office. The two siblings had been disagreeing for weeks about who killed their father. But no matter how much logic her brother threw at her, the Princess knew in her gut she was right.

"Nothing is linking him to it, Zula," the Fire Lord rubbed his temples. They had been having the same conversations for what felt like months. He didn't doubt her thought process but he needed ironclad proof to indite the noble. "I know you think it's him, but there is no evidence. On the contrary all of the evidence leads to Shinu."

"Zuko," her use of his full name had him pausing to look at her. She stopped her pacing before crossing her arms over her chest, "I convinced you that Father wanted you home and almost successfully had you loaded on my ship. I infiltrated Ba Sing Se and overthrew the government in less than a week. And manipulated you when we returned home so you would take the blame for the Avatar surviving. Trust me, it's Bujing."

Her brother sat there gaping at her like a fish for a moment before his shoulders sagged. "Alright it's Bujing, we still have no proof."

"You have no proof," the Princess mumbled pulling something out of her bag. "I on the other hand do."

She passed him a scroll that had Shinu's seal on it. "This doesn't even have Bujing's seal, it's Shinu's."

"Yes, but it's Bujing's handwriting. You were intercepting all of Bujing's hawks because you suspected him, but he was trying to frame Shinu," Azula began as she took a seat across from him. "But I've been keeping a close eye on Shinu's hawks. And I thought it was interesting that Bujing's daughter kept visiting the hawkery but never sending out one of her family's hawks."

"She's helping him?"

"A father's will has its way of poisoning a child," she turned to look outside the window. Her gold eyes flashed to look at him briefly before settling on the horizon. "You know better than anyone what it means to sacrifice your beliefs to please your parent."

"Zula," her bother's voice was soft but filled with deep emotion. He rubbed a hand over his face.

"Trust me, Zuko. I know it's Bujing and I know just how to get him to admit it too," the Princess turned to look at her brother.

"Okay, what did you have in mind?"

"I think it might be better if you don't know what I'm about to do," she looked down at her hands briefly before meeting his eyes. "Do you trust me?"

The Fire Lord looked at his sister for a long moment. He had a feeling that if her plan didn't work it could be the royal family's downfall. Zuko also knew that how he answered this question would be pivotal in their relationship. But he didn't know how exactly. "Of course, I trust you Azula. Just please don't get hurt."

"Thank you, Zuzu," she whispered. The Princess reached over and gave her brother a quick hug before leaving his office. She didn't think he would approve of her plans, but Azula knew it was the only way to indite Bujing.

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Katara had been having back pain since late last night and some tightness around her belly, but she didn't suspect she was in labor just yet. It was still a week early, though she knew babies came when they wanted and not on the healers' or midwives' schedule.

The waterbender turned to see her husband's side of the bed empty, she had a vague memory of him whispering to her before he left for the day. She knew he always was sure to tuck her in and give her a kiss in the mornings, even if she wasn't fully conscious of it. As her pregnancy progressed she was sleeping later and later into the morning.

"Fire Lady Katara," Ty Min greeted the monarch softly as she brought in the breakfast tray. "How are you feeling? Should I get Shinju?"

"Good morning, Ty Min," she spoke softly, her voice gravely from the sleep. Katara placed a hand on her stomach as she moved to sit up. The baby gave a swift kick against her hand. "Is it still morning? I'm fine, just didn't sleep the best."

"It's still morning for a little longer. Fire Lord Zuko requested to be alerted when you woke," the maidservant informed the monarch. Her loyalty was to the crown but more specifically to the Fire Lady. "Shall I send a guard to do that?"

"You may, but tell him I am well and I will see him later this afternoon," the waterbender was not in the mood for her husband to be hovering.

"Of course," Ty Min nodded before stepping out to send a guard to inform the Fire Lord. A few minutes later the maidservant was back at the Fire Lady's side to help her out of bed.

"Thank you," Katara said as she took the offered hand from her lady-in-waiting. The baby had shifted sometime in the middle of the night and while it made it easier to breathe, the waterbender constantly felt like she had to relieve herself.

"Are you sure you don't want Shinju?" The maidservant asked as she observed the monarch. She could see the baby had dropped sometime in the last few hours, she wouldn't be surprised if the Fire Lady gave birth today or tomorrow.

The waterbender looked over her shoulder as she waddled toward the bathroom. She knew that tone of voice, "If you think it's best, I won't say no. But I do not want anyone to be alerted."

"I will be discreet."

By the time Katara had relieved herself and was returning to her bed, the midwife had arrived with Ty Min.

"Good morning, Fire Lady Katara," Shinju greeted as she moved toward the young mother-to-be. Her hands instantly went to the monarch's belly, "How are you feeling?"

"Like I can breathe for the first time in weeks," Katara chuckled as the midwife examined her. As she said the words she finally realized the implications of the baby shifting.

"I think we are in the beginning stages," the midwife mumbled as she continued her exam. "I wouldn't be surprised if you had a baby in your arms by sometime tomorrow."

"When labor finally begins, no one is to inform the Fire Lord until I say," she looked between Shinju and Ty Min. "He has too many meetings and I won't have him fretting until it is absolutely necessary."

"Of course Fire Lady," the midwife said at the same time Ty Min voiced her agreement.

"Would you like me to inform your grandmother?" The lady-in-waiting asked after the Fire Lady had dressed for the day.

Katara was in casual clothes wanting to be as comfortable as possible. For the past two weeks, most of her duties were being handled by Mai and Ty Lee. If they needed her they would seek her out, though the waterbender had given strict instructions to seek Azula or Ursa first.

"Tui and La, no," she shook her head. While she appreciated her grandmother traveling from the South Pole to support her; Katara was finding that it was better to keep the older woman occupied with other things than the baby. The tribeswoman was judgmental and constantly forced her ideals onto her granddaughter. Katara turned to her maidservant, "But please alert Azula. I want her to be prepared to take over duties completely today."

"Of course," Ty Min nodded before leaving to fulfill the request. She returned a short time later with Azula in tow.

"What are you doing here?" The waterbender questioned in confusion as she paced around the room. She felt the need to walk now that the baby had shifted. Shinju had told her that it was her body's way of preparing for the birth.

"You're in labor," the Princess rolled her eyes as she took a seat on the settee in front of the Fire Lady. "I thought you might want some company. And Agni knows my brother is a hypochondriac."

"I'm not in labor," Katara mumbled as she turned to walk in the other direction. The tightness she was feeling was becoming more regular but she wasn't about to admit she was in labor yet.

"Of course, you aren't," Azula rolled her eyes. "That's why Shinju is here prepping everything."

The Fire Lady turned and saw the midwife prepping hot water along with Ty Min folding towels. She looked back at Azula, "They are just preparing in case it happens."

"Whatever you say," her sister-in-law responded with a shake of her head.

"How was your dinner with Genkei last night?" Katara asked as she continued to walk around her bedchamber.

"It was good. He's a little arrogant," she shrugged slightly. It had been almost three months since the Minister had begun courting her. "But he's always been respectful and appropriate."

"You don't seem very enthusiastic," the Fire Lady mumbled as she moved around the room.

"It's not that, just there doesn't seem to be that heat. But then again that might just be because he's trying to uphold propriety," Azula looked away. She was frustrated everyone was picking up on her lack of excitement regarding Genkei. A faint blush filled her cheeks as she thought about the chemistry she shared with her sword master.

"Sometimes that takes time to build," Katara placated, even though she thought Azula courting was a silly idea. "And considering the difference in your station he is probably overly respectful. I wouldn't worry about it too much."

"You are probably right," the Princess nodded. She waited for a response but never got one. "Katara? Shinju?"

"I'm fine," the waterbender mumbled as she grasped the wall next to her and her stomach. She could feel a trickle down her leg and then suddenly the pain from her back moved to her front.

"Fire Lady, I believe it is time," the midwife commanded as she came alongside the monarch. Her hands instantly went to Katara's belly, the tightness was impossible to miss.

"I think so too, I want to get changed and cleaned up first though," the waterbender told the midwife. She knew that Shinju had not missed the fact that her water had broken, there was no denying that the Fire Lady was in full labor.

"Shall I go tell Zuko? Perhaps your father? And your grandmother?" The Princess asked as she moved to help Shinju guide Katara toward the bathroom.

"Zuko yes, and my father and Bato. But absolutely not my grandmother," the Fire Lady commanded as she entered the bathroom. "Is there some way that Piandao or Ursa can occupy my grandmother? I just really don't want her in here."

"You don't need to explain," Azula reassured her. She gave the waterbender a quick hug, "I cannot wait to meet my niece or nephew."

The Fire Nation Princess made her way quickly through the palace halls in search of her brother. She was in such a hurry to find her brother that she let her guard down and collided with the sword master.

"Azula, where's the disaster?" Piandao chuckled as he righted them both.

"Piandao," she grinned at him. Her enthusiasm at seeing him was not lost on the man, "I was looking for you, Katara is in labor!"

"I think it might be better to look for your brother," he replied dryly but the twinkle in his eyes offset his teasing.

"Well, yes, I need to alert Zuko," Azula blushed prettily at her mistake. She paused, maybe she could alter the request the Fire Lady had set forth. "But Katara requested that you and I occupy her grandmother. She doesn't want her in the room."

"Of course, I'll find Kanna and Pakku while you search for your brother," the sword master agreed instantly. "I'll guide them to the palace gardens, close enough for news, far enough from Katara."

"Perfect! I'll meet you there as soon as I find Zuko," Azula grinned at him. The Princess continued through the palace halls until she reached her brother's office. "Hello, Akio."

"Princess," the secretary nodded briefly. He jumped up when she went to enter the Fire Lord's office. "Wait he's in a private meeting!"

"Doesn't matter," Azula replied as she continued walking into the office.

"Azula, I'm in a meeting," Zuko groaned as his sister entered his meeting. He rubbed a hand over his face.

"Hello, Lady Sulan," the Princess greeted the noblewoman ignoring her brother at first. "I'm sorry your meeting is being cut short but Katara has requested her husband's presence."

"Is Katara okay?" The Fire Lord jumped up from his spot as he moved to head out of the room.

"Other than the fact she is about to birth a baby, she's completely fine," his sister commented. She hid a laugh behind her hand as her brother bolted out of the room without even an apology to Lady Sulan. "Forgive my brother's manners."

"No need to apologize, Princess Azula," the older woman smiled. "It is a welcoming sight to see the Fire Lord so attentive to his wife's needs."

"It is," Azula agreed. "I'm sure Akio would be happy to assist you in rescheduling."

The Princess awaited for the noblewoman to exit the Fire Lord's office and make arrangements with the secretary before moving to alert the rest of Katara's family and join Piandao.

Across the palace, the Fire Lord bolted through the hallways toward his bed chambers. He burst into the room right as his wife let out a sharp whimper of pain.

"Katara?" Zuko called as he rushed to her side. She was standing near the terrace doors, one hand clutching the door frame while the other rested against her stomach.

"She's alright," Shinju reassured the young monarch as she coached the Fire Lady through the contraction. "That's it deep breaths."

"I'm okay," the waterbender mumbled as her hand released the door frame. Her blue eyes took in her husband's formal robes. "It's going to be a long day Zuko, you might want to change."

"Is there time?" He fretted as his hands moved to rest against her belly. Even from this morning, he could tell the baby was sitting lower. His cheeks turned red at the giggling that came from the women around him.

"There is plenty of time, go change," the Fire Lady mumbled reaching up for a quick kiss from her husband. After he entered his dressing room, Katara turned to Shinju, "It's sweet he's worried."

"Souta told me that if you change your mind about wanting him in the room he and Malu will happily escort him out," Ty Min informed the Fire Lady with a grin.

"They might need to," the midwife joked as she prepped the bed for the impending delivery of the Fire Nation Heir.

"Might need to what?" Zuko asked as he reentered the room. He was surprised to see his wife pacing around the room.

"Just saying that Malu might need to distract you if you get on my nerves," Katara mumbled as she felt the beginning of the next contraction hit. "Oh!"

"Katara?" The young monarch rushed to his wife's side. Her hand clutched his forearm tightly as she tried to breathe through the pain.

"They are getting closer together," Ty Min mumbled to the midwife. "And it's progressing quickly."

"I suspect she's been in the beginning hours of labor since yesterday," Shinju agreed as she turned down the bed linens.

"That was a big one," the Fire Lady panted as she leaned into her husband. It had been only a couple of hours since her water had broken.

"What do you need?" Zuko questioned as he took most of her weight to give her some relief.

"I think I want to lie down," the waterbender breathed out. She was already exhausted and her active labor had only just begun an hour ago.

Before his wife had finished the sentence the firebender was already leading her toward their bed. As he helped her get into their bed he noticed some blood spots on her lower clothing. "Shinju!"

"It's normal," the midwife assured him as she came to check on the expectant mother.

"Ahh!" Katara grabbed onto her husband's hand squeezing tightly as she tried to breathe through the next contraction. A few minutes later she released his hand and laid back against the pillows.

"You are doing very well," Shinju comforted the Fire Lady as she examined her to see how the labor was progressing. "Still a few more hours to go. It's best to rest while you can."

"I will try to," the waterbender nodded in response. She turned to her husband. "We're having a baby."

"Yes, we are. We could have a baby tonight," the Fire Lord mumbled as he pressed his forehead against his wife's.

"Fire Lord Zuko, I'm sorry to disturb but Chief Hakoda is requesting entry," Giya informed the monarch from the doorway.

"Go talk to him," Katara pushed her husband. "He just wants an update, I'll be fine. You heard Shinju, we have a few more hours. I'm just going to try to sleep a little."

"I'll only be a few minutes," he placed a kiss on her forehead before he moved to greet his father-in-law.

"How's she doing?" Hakoda asked as Zuko exited the bedchamber. Bato stood next to his husband also anxiously awaiting news.

"She's doing well, it's still in the beginning stages. Shinju estimates we have a few more hours to go," the firebender explained scratching the back of his neck. "Katara is trying to get some rest, I expect a long night."

"Katara is young and healthy," Bato reassured both father and son-in-law. "Bearing a child isn't easy but she will get through it."

"You're right," the chieftain leaned into his husband. He knew he would not rest until the baby was born and his daughter survived the birth.

"She doesn't want Kanna around," the Fire Lord blurted out. He was uncomfortable with the display of emotion from his father-in-law.

"We expected as much," Bato nodded at the young sovereign. Katara had grown a lot since becoming Fire Lady and her need for validation from the matriarch of her family had evolved.

"I'll be sure to keep my mother away, just be sure to find us when there's news," Hakoda told the Fire Lord.

"Thank you, I should probably get back in there," Zuko mumbled rubbing the back of his neck. His nerves were rising the longer he was away from his wife. "I'll be sure to find you when there's news."

"Of course," the Southern Chief nodded.

The Fire Lord barely awaited the response before reentering his bedroom. He immediately moved to sit on the bed next to his wife. She was lying on her side with her eyes closed doing her best to rest while she could. As his weight settled against the mattress, the waterbender moved closer to him.

"You can lie with her," Ty Min suggested as she placed a pitcher of water on the bedside table. "It will be hours before the baby is here, you both should get some rest."

"I will," Zuko nodded at the suggestion. His hand rested against his wife's belly and he could feel the muscle contracting beneath it. Katara groaned lowly as she breathed through the pain. He waited until the contraction finished before climbing into bed with her.

The couple rested for a couple of hours while the Fire Lady's contractions moved from being sporadic to consistent and closer together. By the time the midwife was examining the expectant mother, the sun was setting on the Fire Nation.

"I think we are almost there," Shinju told the waterbender as she examined her. "When you feel the need to push, we will check again."

"Okay," Katara mumbled as she let out the breath she was holding. Her contractions were almost five minutes apart and progressing at a steady pace. Zuko brushed the hair out of her face and wiped the sweat from her brow.

A knock on the door drew both of the monarch's attention. Before Ty Min could move to check and see who was there, Kanna burst into the room.

"I'm sorry, Fire Lord Zuko," Malu apologized for his lack of ability to keep the tribeswoman at bay.

"It's fine," the sovereign brushed off the guard as he went to deal with Katara's grandmother. Though she walked right passed him, only focusing on his wife.

"Katara, you have been in labor for hours! Why am I just now hearing about it?" Kanna accused as she moved toward the bed. She didn't understand why her granddaughter didn't want her to help with the birth.

"Gran, I just wanted it to be Shinju and Zuko," the Fire Lady breathed out as she tried to pacify her grandmother.

"Azula," Zuko grumbled as he looked out the doorway to see his sister standing in the hall between Piandao and Pakku. Hakoda, Bato, and Ursa were off to the side also eagerly awaiting news.

"What was I supposed to do Zuzu, tackle her?" The Fire Nation Princess crossed her arms over her chest.

He rubbed a hand over his face, "I don't know! But my focus needs to be on my wife, not her grandmother who won't respect her wishes."

"Fine, but you owe me," his sister sighed dropping her arms as she went into the bedchamber to retrieve the tribeswoman. "Kanna, as much as I'm sure you want to be here. Customarily the birth of the heir to the throne is a private affair between husband and wife. The only one attending is Shinju. I'm sure you don't want Katara to face potential ridicule or adultery rumors if word got out you attended."

The Fire Lady flashed her sister-in-law a grateful smile for how quickly she was able to come up with an excuse for Kanna to leave.

"Why don't you all wait in our private library for news," the Fire Lord suggested as his sister led the tribeswoman into the hall. "I promise the moment the baby is born I'll come tell you."

"That's a wonderful idea, Zuko," Ursa responded to her son. She began ushering everyone toward the royal couple's private library. "I'll ask Jiang to bring us some tea and we can all wait together."

Before everyone gathered at the library Katara let out a strangled scream as the next contraction hit. The Fire Lord instantly ran back into their bedchamber and to her side. His wife quickly grabbed his offered hand as she tried to breathe through the contraction.

"Something feels wrong," the waterbender cried as she turned toward her husband, tears in her eyes. As her contraction progressed she felt an immediate intense pressure. The midwife was pulling everything back as she went to check before the Fire Lady had finished her sentence.

"It's just the baby moving into position," Shinju reassured the royal couple. "Don't push yet, I want you to just breathe through the next couple."

Katara nodded her own experience with delivering babies coming to the forefront of her mind. As the next contraction hit, the waterbender focused on her breathing and Zuko's hand in hers.

"That's it," the Fire Lord mumbled as he took a wet cloth and wiped her forehead. "Just breathe."

"Zuko, if you tell me to breathe one more time I promise that once this baby is born I'm going to pull all the blood from your body," the waterbender snapped at her husband.

"You're doing great," he mumbled almost in question.

"Better," his wife replied through gritted teeth. As the contraction finally passed she fell back against the pillows.

"On the next one if you feel the need to push go ahead," the midwife encouraged as she positioned herself to deliver the baby. "When you're pushing, remember to go steady and at a consistent pace."

"Ahhhh," Katara screamed as the next contraction moved through her body. She was sure to follow Shinju's advice and begin pushing. An immediate intense burning sensation ripped through her as she pushed.

"Stop!" The midwife shouted as the contraction ended. "Okay, just breathe. On the next one push again."

"Just a little longer and we get to meet our baby," Zuko encouraged as he pulled Katara's hair out of her face and placed a cold cloth against the back of her neck. He could see the exhaustion settling into her body. The Fire Lord never realized how much energy it took to birth a baby.

"Push," Shinju commanded as the next one came.

"Tui and La," Katara cried out as she pushed again. She felt as if her body was being split in two. The waterbender's body slumped as the contraction came to an end.

"Good, breathe through the next one," the midwife instructed as she beckoned Ty Min toward her, hot water and fresh towels at the ready for the new baby.

As the Fire Lady breathed through the need to push, she felt the energy leave her body. She didn't know how much more she could handle. Her fingers crushed her husband's hand as he offered her support.

"That's it," Shinju comforted. Her eyes were fixated on delivering the Fire Nation Heir. "Okay, get ready to push again. This one will probably hurt the most."

Katara let out a strangled scream as the next contraction hit and she began pushing. A sharp stabbing pain radiated throughout her neither regions.

"Good," the midwife called out as she maneuvered the baby's shoulders out. Within minutes the next contraction hit. "Almost there, push again!"

The waterbender fell back against the pillows, shaking her head. "I can't."

"Yes, you can," Zuko stated, his voice strong. As he looked at his wife, he saw her sapphire eyes filling with tears and emotion. Fear. The same fear he had seen once before during the comet. Without thinking the firebender climbed into their bed so the waterbender was between his legs. He took both her hands in his, her back against his chest. He leaned down to whisper in her ear, "Only you can bring our baby into this world. I know you're exhausted but you have lived through worse things, let me be your strength. Now, push!"

The Fire Lady was silent as she braced against her husband and pushed with everything she had in her body.

"That's it," Shinju exclaimed as she wrapped the baby in a blanket and passed them to Ty Min.

"The baby's not crying," Katara gasped out.

"Fire Lady Katara, don't worry. Ty Min will take care of the baby," the midwife comforted the monarch as she tried to prepare her for the afterbirth.

"Zuko," the waterbender's voice was alarmed as she tried to look up at her husband.

"I know." The Fire Lord detangled himself from his wife to check on the baby. As he moved toward Ty Min he was surprised to hear her cooing at the baby.

"Congratulations Fire Lord Zuko," the maidservant whispered as she swaddled the baby. Ty Min passed the baby to its father. "You have a son."

The rest of the world slipped away as Zuko looked down to see gold eyes staring back at him and a large amount of black hair. The baby had slightly tanned skin and Katara's nose. A perfect blend of the couple. He yawned and snuggled into his father who had instantly fallen in love with him. Zuko placed a kiss on his child's forehead as he walked back toward his wife.

"We have a son," he murmured as he sat on the bed next to his waterbender. She leaned against his arm to look at their baby.

"He's perfect," Katara whispered.

"Fire Lady, let your husband announce the news and Ty Min attend the babe for a few minutes while we get you cleaned up," the midwife suggested.

"Alright," the waterbender agreed. She turned to her husband who promptly placed a kiss on her mouth.

"Thank you for gifting me a son," he whispered against her mouth. He pulled away and placed his son in Ty Min's arms before moving to exit the bedchamber. "I'll be back soon."

"By the look on your face, I assume congratulations are in order," Souta said as the monarch exited the room.

"They are," the Fire Lord grinned at the guard.

"Congratulations!"

"Congratulations to you and Fire Lady Katara," Malu also expressed his good wishes.

Zuko thanked them both as he continued to the library. His eyes moved over the forms in the room. The hour was late and it was apparent by the haphazard sleeping bodies.

Azula was asleep on one of the settees, Piandao was on sitting on the floor in front of her with a book in his lap. Kanna was awake playing a game of pai sho with Pakku but Ursa was asleep on one of the window seats. Hakoda's head was in Bato's lap both fast asleep.

The sword master was the first to notice the Fire Lord. His grey eyes scanned the young man. "Boy or girl?"

"A boy," Zuko beamed as he taught of his son.

"How's Katara?" Pakku questioned as he turned at the sound of the firebender's voice.

"She is good! Getting cleaned up, we have a healthy baby boy," Zuko answered the tribesman. The joy was radiating off of him.

"Is the baby here?" Bato rubbed his eyes, the noise waking him. He shook his husband lightly.

"What? Is Katara okay?" The Chieftain grumbled as he opened his eyes.

"Boy or girl?" Ursa mumbled with a yawn.

"Baby is here. I have a son," the Fire Lord confirmed. He knew how much his father-in-law worried about the birth. "Katara is fine."

The cheers went around the room as most of his family came to congratulate him. Zuko embraced his mother and shook both Hakoda and Bato's hands. He received a slap on the back from Pakku and a pinched cheek from Kanna. The sword master squeezed his former pupil's shoulder.

"Should we wake Azula?" Pakku questioned when he realized she was the only one not awake.

"Let her sleep," Ursa instructed as she brushed her daughter's hair out of her face. "Master Piandao, would you be so kind as to carry her to bed?"

"Of course," the sword master responded. He quickly lifted her into his arms and followed Ursa toward Azula's room. "Congratulations again."

"The rest of you get some sleep, we will see you all in the morning," Zuko instructed as he thanked them all before leaving to rejoin his wife.

"Are they happy?" Katara questioned as he climbed back into bed with her. She was feeling much better now that she had cleaned up and delivered the afterbirth. Her eyes never strayed from the baby in her arms.

"So happy," he mumbled placing a kiss on her temple. He looked down at their son, "We need a name."

"I was thinking, what if we named him, after your cousin," sapphire eyes looked up at her husband. She had been thinking of it for months now. It seemed appropriate to name their son after someone so close to Zuko.

"Lu Ten," the Fire Lord whispered as he looked at their baby. "Crown Prince of the Fire Nation."

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