A/N: Enjoy!

One of the girls hummed as she examined Katara, trying to figure out exactly which robes would fit her well without having to be tailored.

"A waterbender?" One of the other female servants asked. Katara nodded and smiled. "Hm, I suppose it's fine as long as Prince Zuko is happy." She shrugged before she turned away from her, pushing hard on a bunch of robes that covered the walls of the large closet to be able to easily pluck one off the bar it hung on.

"You had better not get into a habit of calling him that," Another girl said as she held out a pair of shoes to Katara, silently asking her if she thought they would do. Katara shrugged and tried them on. "He'll be Fire Lord Zuko after today." She smiled and nodded at Katara, letting her know that she personally felt that shoes looked good on her.

A pair of girls carefully brushed through Katara's dark hair as they gasped and swooned over how healthy it was, surprised that someone would be able to take such good care of their hair during such endless travels like her own. They asked how she would like it done for her coronation, assuring her that they could try their best to have it look Water Tribe, or even experiment further and try to mix the two cultures together for a new, hybrid hairstyle. Katara shook her head and explained to them of how she had worn it during her travels through the land with Avatar and expressed to them that she felt the hairstyle would do just fine.

They pulled the top half of hair hair into a topknot and pulled forwards large strands from behind each ear, looping the bottoms and tying them with a red band as she had previously explained. One of the older female servants entered the room with a smile on her face before she stopped dead in her tracks, her eyes going wide at the sight of Katara.

"That's nearly just how Princess Ursa wore her hair," Katara heard her say to one of the younger girls from behind her hand in attempt to keep Katara from hearing this information. Katara furrowed her brow and was just about to ask if there was a problem when the woman began to speak before she got the chance to. "Are you sure you would like to wear your hair like that, Master Katara?" She asked sweetly, giving her what looked like to be a genuine smile, but Katara was sure the woman had just been well trained in giving a convincing take on the expression.

"Um, yes?" Katara asked, unsure as to why or how wearing her hair like this could possibly be such a big issue just because some 'Princess Ursa' had worn her hair in a similar fashion. The older servant nodded and began to aid the other girls in their search for the perfect robes for Katara to wear.

The rest of the dressing pretty much continued to go down hill from that. After the girls noticed her betrothal necklace and her pregnant belly, Katara wasn't sure whether or not to tell them the truth. They didn't ask much about it and Katara guessed that they had just figured that her and Zuko had met earlier on during his banishment and they must have gotten married then and were now expecting a baby, despite their young age.

This made her feel pretty uneasy, lying to her people before they were even actually hers. She hoped this wouldn't too big of a deal and tried not to freak herself out too much, assuring herself that when she was Fire Lady, her word would be final and it wasn't like their opinion would matter if they did have something negative to say about it. Katara let out a huff, silently hoping that this wasn't some kind of omen and that the people of the Fire Nation would like her and trust her, even if they didn't know that much about her.

She knew that it was going to be very shocking to everyone else, though. To find out that their Fire Lady had not been born in the Fire Nation, had previously not been of noble status in their land or considered royal in anothers, and that she was a waterbender. Everything the complete opposite of what she would normally have to be in order to be crowned Fire Lady. But then she smiled lightly, telling herself that this was the start of a new beginning and that things were going to be a lot different now that a new time of peace was on the horizon.

It shouldn't matter if she didn't hail from the Fire Nation or not, as long as she proved to be a good Fire Lady and honestly cared for the nation and the people of the nation's well being, things of difference like that shouldn't matter. It was going to be a time of accepting each other and welcoming peace and understanding with others that were different from you. Her and Zuko marrying was an example to the people all over the world that this could be done and was possible, and that good would come out of it.

Only the oldest servant said anything about her being pregnant at such a young age, but just as Katara was beginning to feel even more uneasy than she had been, the lady smiled and assured her that the Palace had some of the best medics in the land and that they would be able to handle the situation just fine.

After she pulled the final robe over her shoulders, she stood and thanked them for helping her before she expressed to them that she would prove to be a good Fire Lady. They bowed and smiled up at her, assuring her that she would do just fine as she turned and left the dressing room before she began to make her ways down one of the halls that led out to where her and Zuko were going to be crowned.

She paused and stood before a long mirror, examining herself in the reflection as she noticed a figure approaching her from behind. She let out a small, happy sigh as Zuko, who was draped head to toe in Fire Nation Royal robes, made his way over to her and slowly wrapped his arms around her waist, hugging her from behind as he rested his chin down onto her shoulder. He nuzzled the side of her neck and noticed the the clothes she was wearing. She was in some ceremonial Fire Nation robes of a maroon color with golden trimmings, the top robe equip with a shoulder piece that resembled his, but was of course smaller to better fit her shoulders.

"You're wearing those?" He asked as he stood up straight, surprised that she wasn't in her normal Southern Water Tribe attire.

She furrowed her brow and turned to face him properly as she rested her palms onto his shoulders. "I am going to be crowned Fire Lady, aren't I? Shouldn't I be wearing Fire Nation robes?"

"I suppose..."

"Besides," She shrugged. "I didn't bring any fancy clothes with us. I wasn't about to wear my old, grungy looking Water Tribe clothes for an occasion like this!"

They laughed, leaning towards each other to rest their foreheads together before they stole a quick kiss from the other.

He stared at her for awhile. She had just began to open her mouth to ask him if something was wrong, but he suddenly smiled and pulled her closer to him. "You look beautiful." He assured her before placing a small kiss onto her forehead. He smiled wider as he turned to face the end of the hall, holding his arm out for her to take. "Would you like me to escort you, Fire Lady Katara?" He asked, beaming down at her, not stopping himself when he had got the sudden urge to kiss her on the temple.

She wrapped her arms around his and smiled right back up at him. "Of course, Fire Lord Zuko."

They made their way down the hall, pausing just before the door, noticing Aang sitting there waiting for them to arrive.

"I can't believe a year ago my purpose in life was hunting you down," Zuko admitted, motioning towards the young Avatar.

"I can't believe I was back at the South Pole, probably sewing up some of Sokka's torn pants." Katara huffed out, still pretty annoyed that he would always shove his ripped clothing into her face after he had gotten them torn in some of the most clumsiest of ways.

Aang smiled and stood. "I can't believe I was trapped in an iceberg," He smiled wider and tilted his head towards Katara, silently reminding her that she had been the one to free him from it. He continued on, motioning towards the both of them as he spoke. "Now we're all best friends, you two are going to be getting married after you're crowned Fire Lord and Lady. Everything- the world is so different now."

"It's going to be even more different," Zuko took a couple steps towards Aang, gently placing his hand down onto his shoulder. "After we rebuild it together." Aang smiled and opened his arms out toward the both of them, sharing a group hug with them before they released each other and Zuko turned to lead them out to the front of the Coronation Plaza.

The Fire Sages sounded a gong as the Zuko stepped out before the large number of people that had gathered in front of the building. He held a hand up to pause their cheering before he turned and motioned towards Aang, who was farther back behind him, out of view.

"The real hero is the Avatar." Zuko informed, smiling as Aang joined his side. "The war is finally over!" Zuko exclaimed, thrilled to hear everyone cheer out in happiness. "I've promised my uncle that I would restore the Fire Nation's honor, and I will. It will be difficult and challenging. A hundred years of war as left the people of the world terribly divided, but with the Avatar's help, we can begin to move forwards on the right path. The one that will lead us into an a new age of togetherness. A time of love and peace among all of the people of all of the nations."

Aang smiled and turned towards Zuko as he began to kneel down, preparing to be crowned Fire Lord. Aang held his arm out, placing his arm around Katara's shoulders as she made her away over to him.

The High Sage walked over to Zuko, the Fire Lord's head piece held out in front of him in his hands. "All hail Fire Lord Zuko!" He placed the head piece into Zuko's topknot as he declared him Fire Lord. Zuko remained kneeled down, refusing to rise without Katara by his side. "And," The High Sage called out as he plucked the Fire Lady's head piece from another Sages hands as he motioned for Katara to join Zuko's side. She mimicked Zuko's position as she lowered down next to him, smiling as he laced their fingers together. "Fire Lady Katara!"

The couple stood up together, Zuko releasing her hand only to place his arm around her lower back as they looked out towards the crowed of people that stood before them. Aang made his way over to their side and beamed down at the crowd of people as they cheered for them all.

!

The group was currently hanging out in the new tea shop Iroh had bought and designed for himself in Ba Sing Se. Zuko had been leaning up against a wall, looking out one of the windows with Momo before he held his arm out for the lemur to scurry from his shoulder's to Aang's as the monk passed by. Zuko pushed himself off the wall and made his way over to Katara, sitting down onto the couch she had been lounging in, snuggling up close to her.

Sokka, who had been sitting at a table painting, let out a groan of annoyance before he called out to tell Zuko to pick a spot already so he could capture the moment. He went on to tell them all that he had been doing this painting so they would all be able to remember the good times together. Katara laughed and aw'd at him as she stood up and made her way over to him to get a look at what she was sure to be one of his many 'masterpieces'.

She placed a hand on the table to prop herself up as she leaned over to get a good look. "Hey!" She called out, noticing just how big and round he had made her pregnant belly out to be. "My tummy isn't that big!" She exclaimed, gently placing a hand on her baby bump.

As the rest of the Gaang made their way over, nearly all of them could point out something they deemed wrong in the picture. "Neither is mine!" Iroh complained as he pointed towards his figure on the paper. "I really trimmed down while Zuko and I were in the Fire Nation!"

"At least you don't look like a boar-q-pine!" Zuko pointed out, noticing just how spiky Sokka had made his hair.

"Why did you draw me destroying a village while in the Avatar State? I thought these were supposed to be the good times!" Aang cried out, honestly appalled that Sokka had put a moment like that in his painting to represent him.

"I thought it looked more exciting that way!" Sokka admitted as he shrugged, not seeing it as a big problem.

"I think you all look great!" Toph exclaimed, holding her arms out to her sides.

!

Zuko made the long trek over to the Capitol City Prison, where his father was currently being held.

"I should count myself lucky," Ozai growled out upon seeing his son before him. "The new Fire Lord has graced with me his presence." Zuko had came in with a small smile on his face, but after hearing this, his smile faded as he turned his expression to the trained, unreadable mask he had learned to use around certain people, such as his father.

He stared blankly at Ozai and informed that he should be be counting himself lucky because the Avatar spared his life. Ozai let out a huff of air after hearing this. "Banishing me was probably the best thing you could have done for me. It put me on the right path and lead me to the right people. Perhaps your time here will do the same for you."

"Why are you really here?" Ozai asked, slowly bringing his gaze towards his son.

"I'm here to congratulate you," Zuko informed, the volume of his voice rising a bit with a tone of joy. Ozai narrowed his eyes and remained silent, waiting for him to continue. "A week ago, you were given a new title."

Ozai groaned as he slowly turned a bit more towards Zuko. "And just what could this title possibly be?"

"Grandfather."

The End