"Spirits! What's that miserable wailing? Is someone being assassinated in the Palace Grounds?"
Azula hurried towards the tall windows leading to the balcony. Wrapping a red silk robe with gold borders around her, she tied the sash tightly at the waist. Her maidservant Zura followed with a worried look.
"It sounds like… singing, Princess?"
Azula flung the windows open to step onto the balcony. Her yellow eyes widened significantly. The full moon bathed the single figure below in bright blue white light.
Delicious as a sea prune
Spicy like chile pepper
She tickles my palate
My ocean kumquat, hiding in the depths of my heart
Oh, she's my cactus juice, I need to taste her every day and night
My fire lily flytrap
She's got me sucked right in
Like a dolphin piranha, she just swallowed me up
Beautiful dragon, come fly me to heaven tonight
Oh, she's my cactus juice, I need to taste her every day and night
The bolt of lightning barely missed the singer's ear.
"Sokka, you idiot! Stop that! You're waking the whole Palace."
He stared hopefully at her. "Can I come up?"
"Yes! Just don't try to scale the walls. Use the stairs like a normal person."
He grinned. "Yes, Princess!"