A/N:
I'm back!
Part 5:
"Welcome home, son." Ozai grinned proudly as he looked down at his son. "Your sister tells me it was with your efforts that the Avatar and traitors were captured."
Zuko nodded his bowed head.
"Good to know." Ozai said as he came down the steps of the dais of his throne. "As your reward, you are reinstated as prince and given your former domain. Along with that, I grant you your uncle's servants and consort, along with any other consorts of your choosing. A certain waterbender I'm told you enjoyed during your travels."
Zuko thanked his father and was dismissed for the time being. As he returned to his domain, escorted by his own entourage, he saw Katara's mother, his new consort and saw her scowl at him venomously. He decided to avoid her and heard her shout at him, calling him a deviant bastard. He felt some shame knowing what he had to do to get back here but with time, he was sure Katara's mother and her would be understanding of what he was doing.
"Where's Katara?" Zuko asked his new head servant, Yotori, as he saw Katara's chambers were unoccupied.
Yotori bowed his head and addressed the matter of the water consort. "Your sister is having her prepared to be brought to you. She insists that be made to fit your standards before returning to your side as a consort."
This made Zuko very nervous. He knew his sister hated Katara and would likely do something terrible to her as a sick joke. He soon heard Katara's mother gasp in distress and rush to the front gate towards where he suddenly spotted Katara. She was being carried by a guard and deposited her on her feet that he noticed where bleeding. Katara staggered and fell to her knees as her mother rushed to her, falling to her knees to gather her in her arms.
"Katara! What's wrong, honey?!" Kya saw her daughter faint in her arms as she held her.
Zuko made his way over to them and saw Kya look over to him with a vicious scowl, "This is all your fault!"
Opening his mouth to say something, a chuckled from Azula came as waltzed in the domain with her hands behind her back. "Father said she deserved far worse a punishment than this but he said he still wanted her to be able to serve you properly."
"What did you do?!" Zuko clenched his fists and glared at his sister.
"I broke her ankle and her wrists." Azula smirked. "That and she received a few lashes of father's fire whip to her back. It'll be a few days before she recovers."
"Why?!"
"Punishment, Zuko. She turned against you, her master." Azula reminded him. "And yes, I know you might have set her free but that wasn't something you had permission to do, so she still technically belonged to the Fire Nation. So punishment and so she won't be so easy to escape. You should be thanking me."
"Get out!" Zuko spat.
Azula chuckled to herself, "Alright, Zuzu. I'll leave you to settle in."
As the Fire Princess left, Zuko crouched down to where Kya was holding Katara and took her arms to look at her wrists. They were burned so terribly he doubted Katara would be able to bend ever again. She was likely completely cut off from her element and there was nothing he could do to change it. Even more, she was back to being a cripple. Kya was right. This was his fault. He felt instant regret for his actions but he swore he'd make it up to Katara.
Kya oversaw her daughter's recovery with the help of Malway and Haki. They saw to it that she was able to get back to a better state. However, her injured ankle was not able to heal properly from the way it was broken and Yugoda, a talented healed, was not allowed to heal her as part of her punishment. To make matters worse, Katara had an even harder time trying to walk and a cane was not enough. She had to be assisted by her mother in many things in her day-to-day life and most of the time she spent it sitting on her side, on a floor cushion.
Since Zuko was made to return to his official's duties, Katara wasn't forced to endure his presence all day, just in the afternoon rolling his ink for him while he wrote his documents. He would try speaking with her but she would refuse to answer him. How could she say anything to him? He returned her to the fate she wanted to avoid with all her might. The life of a slave was even more terrible after she had gotten to have so much freedom in so short a time. Not to mention, she was back to being unable to walk properly and it was all thanks to him, once again. Selfishly, he wanted what he did and she suffered endlessly because of it. The love she had in her heart for him was no loath and she prayed that one day, she had the courage and strength to crush him like he crushed her. If he thought his exile was hell, she'd give him hell.
"Your highness," Yotori entered his study. "Lady Mai is here to see you. I have placed her in the lounge of your chambers to await you when you are finished here."
"Thank you, Yotori." Zuko replied and the servant left.
Katara stopped rolling his ink and wiped her hands on her dress, preparing to crawl away.
"Where are you going?" Zuko asked her.
Katara refused to look at him, "you have a guest, your highness. I plan to give you room to see them."
Zuko sighed as he looked at her, "Kat, I-"
"Zuko."
The Fire Prince looked up to see Mai.
"There you are. Come," She went around his desk, kicking Katara aside as she made her way to him. "I brought you lunch. Let's enjoy it under the veranda."
As she grabbed his hand and helped him to his felt, Mai stepped over Katara, kicking her in the head as she tugged Zuko out the door with her. Katara couldn't help but be filled with frustration and fury. She hated this. More than anything in this world, she hated being reduced to nothing more than a mere slave. After all she had been through, she was right back to where it all started for her and she hated that Zuko was behind it all. All her suffering, she could trace it back to him and his fucked up family. The only person with any morals was Iroh and even he was betrayed by his precious nephew. Zuko would pay for this.
Sitting on the patio of their now shared chambers, Katara was having her hair brushed for bed by her mother and could barely bring herself to look at the woman.
"So, he's in a cell with Iroh?" Kya asked her daughter.
Nodding her head, "They didn't do much to Sokka but chained him in the same cell with Iroh. They're both fine from when I last saw them."
Sighing as she brushed the ends of her hair, "Tell me again what happened that brought you back here." Kya asked as her eyes narrowed.
"Zuko betrayed us. Betrayed me." Katara said.
"Never forget that. He brought ruin to the world for his own selfish gain. This is his fault."
Katara shut her eyes.
"I bet that bastard doesn't even know you're pregnant."
Tears streamed down her face as her eyes remained shut.
"I don't care what you have to do to convince him but if you can't gain your freedom from him, then have a son and eliminate him. Then your son will be on the throne." Kya told her daughter. "We might be slaves but we're women, we have to use that to our advantage."
Katara nodded her head as she furrowed her brows in the mirror.
"Play your cards right, Katara. Whatever you must do to get him to lower his guard without arousing suspicions. You're a woman now. You know what men want, what they're after, what they desire from you. Use it."
….
The following week was hard. Zuko had tons of work and Mai was around the domain daily. Katara tried to see this as an opportunity to rest and get her plan, however, it wasn't easy seeing him with Mai. She was beginning to believe that he never truly loved her. He just wanted to use her like his father. She was a fool to ever believe him.
"I wasn't expecting you." Zuko was surprised to see his father had shown up with his entourage.
Wearing his trademark smirk, "I came because we need to discuss somethings, son. I gave you a month to settle back into the swing of things but it's time we discuss what is expected moving forward." Ozai told him.
Leading his father to his courtyard patio and ordering his servants to prepare tea, Zuko saw his father looking around.
"Where's that water consort of yours? Not Kya, her daughter." Ozai asked.
Zuko explained she was in her chambers resting as she was not well.
"Not well? Have her woken and brought here to serve us tea."
Zuko wanted to refuse but knew better than to. He sent Yotori to retrieve Katara and while they waited for her arrival, Ozai got started on discussing what he came here to talk with him about. He wanted Zuko to be his heir as he was his only male child and there were no other candidates fit for the task of Fire Lord.
"Of course, with you being my heir, you need your own heir." Ozai began explaining that he needed to marry and have a legitimate child to raise. "Mai is a perfect match. She's bred from a fine family and has already caught your attention. I'll speak with her parents to arrange for a dowery."
"Is Mai my only option?" Zuko asked his father carefully.
Ozai smirked at him, "What? You want the water savage as your wife?" He burst into laughter. "Zuko, you can keep your water pet. She will always have a place in your household and bed so long as you want her to. But the wife of a Fire Lord? She will never be. Understand? Can't put a crown on a slave's head."
Zuko figured as much but maybe he could change it in the future, once he was Fire Lord and ended the war, freeing the slaves of the Fire Nation.
"Consort Katara is here." Yotori announced as he had the consort holding onto his arm.
Katara tried bowing to both the Fire Prince and the Fire Lord but she was instructed by her master to come sit between him and his father to serve them tea. She lifted her head and immediately saw his father eyeing her, a cold chill went down her back. As she went to sit between where the Fire Lord and his son sat, Katara began preparing their teas as soon as another servant brought the tray.
Ozai smirked as he looked down at the pretty little waterbender and took a lock of her hair, "You dress up so nicely, Katara. I'm sure you don't get to keep your clothes on much with my son around."
Zuko clenched his fists under the table as he watched his father toy with Katara's hair.
"Beautiful little thing you are." Ozai purred as he brought her hair to his lips and glanced at his son. "If you ever tire of her, send her to me. I'll gladly make use of her."
Katara couldn't seem to swallow down the vomit she felt brew in her and quickly pushed herself away, spilling her gut into on of the bushes surrounding the veranda.
Ozai couldn't contain his laughter as his son seemed concern and tried to check on her. She shoved him away and sent him a scowl before he summoned Yotori to take her back to her rooms.
Zuko sat back down and apologized to his father, "She's not been well, father. Please excuse her."
"All is fine, son. Though I'd see about a physician looking her over." Ozai cut his eyes suddenly at his son.
"She refuses the physicians. Only let's her mother and the other water slaves look after her." Zuko informed his father. "She's not exactly happy to be back here."
Ozai rolled his eyes, "Just throw gifts at her or whatever it is women like. That's how I keep your mother appeased."
Sighing, Zuko doubted that would fix anything with Katara. She wasn't that kind of girl. She didn't care about material possessions or anything like that. Her only concern was that she had her freedom and he snatched away as quickly as he gave it to her. She hated him. He knew that but he would still put in effort to try and make her hate him less. However, he didn't know where to begin.
When his father left, Zuko decided to go check on Katara but just as he reached her chamber doors. He heard her and her mother talking.
"It's okay, sweetheart." Kya shushed her daughter. "Try not to cry so much. It'll hurt the baby."
Zuko's eyes widened as he stepped away from the door and bumped into Malway.
The woman looked up at him with wide eyes and bowed to the floor, "Forgive me, your majesty."
Turning to eye her with his teeth clenched, "Tell me something and be honest about it. Is Katara pregnant?"
Malway lifted her head with wide eyes, "Your highness, she said she shared a night in the Earth Kingdom with you and believes that was the time of conception."
Zuko furrowed his brows and turned to storm off, "I'm getting a palace physician to examine her. Let her know that she can't refuse it."
Standing off to the side with Yotori as the physician checked the vitals of the water consort who was being held by her mother. The physician turned to face the crown prince, confirming Katara was indeed pregnant and even more, the child would likely be a firebender from the way her chi was off.
"That'll be all Xiao-Long." Zuko said. "Thank you."
"Yes, your highness."
As the physician left, Zuko went over to where Kya was holding her daughter, who was too weak to look up at him. Her mother scowled at him and protectively withheld her daughter from his touch as he reached for her.
"Allow her to keep this child, your highness." Kya bit out.
"It's not my call." Zuko said somberly as he looked down at Katara.
"Then who's call is it?" Kya asked as her eyes narrowed.
"My fath-"
"Beg for this child's life, Zuko. If there is any honor in you, you won't let your child be put to death."
Zuko furrowed his brows and went off to speak with his father.
"Ha! I'm not surprised." Ozai scoffed. "You were fucking her in the filthy wilderness with no contraceptives at your disposal."
"Can she keep it?" Zuko asked.
Furrowing his brows at his son, "Having a bastard before you have a legitimate heir will cause discord. Do you really want to deal with that sort of drama? Once you and Mai marry, you will be expected to have children soon. How would you feel about your legitimate child fighting for survival against your child with a slave?"
Zuko didn't care. He didn't want Katara to be forced to abort their child. He'd take on whatever consequences came of this and told his father that he wanted to keep the child.
"Very well, son, but I want to have a word with your consort and her mother. They are clearly planning to take liberties with you now that they have some leverage with this child."
Zuko hadn't a clue that his father was going to rip Kya from Katara and force her to become a servant rather than a consort, warning her not to get any ideas to supersede his son's decision in his child's upbringing. Zuko was told to keep Kya away from her daughter until the child was born. His father made it very clear that as slaves, nothing belonged to them, not even the child. It was his son's child and she was merely the vessel that would carry the child. He threatened Katara not to lose the child or she'd be punished. His father even appointed her a servant that would keep tabs on her and ensure she is properly behaving herself as a good consort, telling her early pregnancy was not an excuse to not serve her master.
Afterwards, his father looked to him and told him he'd be keep an eye out for the domain to ensure he was running his household properly. Zuko swallowed hard and looked to Katara that sat on the floor, staring at him with tears.
"If she starts getting useless, I'll know and I'll take her for my own at that point." Ozai scoffed before leaving.
Later that night, Katara was prepared by her new servant to spend her night with her master. She couldn't believe she was still expected to serve him in bed even while pregnant but she would not fret, her mother told her to maintain herself at all cost. Vengeance would be their's and Zuko would pay in due time.
Zuko arrived with Yotori accompanying him. As both her servant and Yotori left, Katara sat on her floor cushion and prepared wine for her master.
"Kat, we need to talk." Zuko whispered as he hurried to her side.
"Talk?" She asked in a monotone voice. "I didn't know talking was required in order to have sex."
"Kat, listen." Zuko sat beside her. "This was a mistake. I'm sorry. I didn't realize this would happen. I didn't know you were pregnant."
Katara turned to look at him with a hard gaze, "Regret?" She bared her teeth to him. "Don't you dare!" She hissed. "You don't have the right! Follow through with your plans, Zuko! Since it is your way and nothing else!"
"Kat-"
"Be a man for once, Zuko! This is the path you chose, walk it and walk it with some dignity. I hate you more for your remorse. Shows you foolishly brought me back to the life of misery. That you're incompetent and haven't the gall to face the road ahead because of a little lost of direction." Katara said as she used his shoulder to help her to her crippled feet. "Now, you heard your father loud and clear like I did and I heard him say I need to serve you or else, I'll be his. Now make use of me or condemn me to a worser fate, Zuko. You make the decision. Either way, I've accepted what lies ahead. You should too."
Zuko stood up and looked Katara in the eyes, "Kat, I'm sor-"
"Say it and I'll throw myself at your father's feet!" Katara spat. "Just shut up and lets get this over with."
The following morning, Zuko saw Katara was not in bed and got up to look for her. He found her holding to the wall as she dragged her crippled foot along as she walked towards the sitting room, still in her nightgown. He watched her for a moment, sitting down and running her hand along her stomach.
"I promise, I'll make sure your life isn't like mine." Katara smiled weakly. "I'll find a way. You'll get far away from here and you'll know life beyond these walls."
Zuko furrowed his brows and approached her, "Kat, why are you up so early?"
Katara looked up at him with a somber look on her face, "Zuko, did you truly mean it, all those times when you told me you loved me?"
Nodding his head, "I never lied to you about that, Katara. Never."
Sniffling, "Then I want you to know that I hate you more than anything right now. You've delivered me back into the depths of hell and didn't even stop to think about what kind of life I would endure by being back here. You acted on impulse and you compromised the quality of life me and our child would have under your father's reign. If this is what 'I love you' means to you, I'd rather you hated me."
"Ka-"
Furrowing her brows at him, "And before you think there is a path to redemption, I warn you that even in my forgiveness, I'll never want for you again. You ruined us." she said with tears.
Zuko looked away from her in shame. "Fine, Kat. You don't have to like it. As long as you're here, I will look after you and enjoy what little I can have from you. I don't need you to love me. You're mine and that's all that matters."
Katara's eyes slowly fell from him to the floor, "Then shall we stop being so familiar with one another? I rather you not say my name like we are still lovers or even friends. I'm just a slave."
Furrowing her brows, "Very well, slave." Zuko hated that word. "Have my breakfast brought to me."
"As you wish, master." She bowed her head and used the wall as leverage to get up.
Zuko watched Katara struggle to make her way out the room to fetch his breakfast. He felt so sick to his stomach that this was happening. This was not what he planned but what did he expect? Katara expressed to him that she hated the Fire Nation. She didn't want to be here and he knew that when he made the deal with Azula. He wanted to be back home so badly that he didn't even think about it. About what Katara wanted. She was so happy and free, even in the war zone setting they were in. It was heaven compared to these isolating walls.
When she returned with his food and nearly dropped it, catching herself against the wall of the sitting room and carefully lowered herself to set it on the table. Zuko took his seat and ordered her to open the panel doors so he could see out into the courtyard. She did this and then sat by the panel doors, staring out blankly.
Though he hated that she was like this, he knew that the only way he could keep her now was to remain as they were. He couldn't free her. Not again. She told him herself that she'd never look at him the same again, even if she was capable of forgiving him. The damage was done. He had to follow through as she said last night. No turning back. This was this. He had to harden himself to her and her plight. What would she know about his position on the matter? Besides, she always acted like she loved her freedom more than she loved him. Well, her freedom was gone and she hated him, but she was still his.
After eating, Zuko got up and walked over to Katara. He decided that if he was going to maintain his sanity and dignity throughout this, he couldn't be scared to do as he wanted. Like his father. He had to be more like him. His father never cared and look, he was Fire Lord through determination and ambition. He didn't care what anyone thought. Even his wife.
"I want you to come back to bed with me." Zuko told her, trying to sound authoritative.
Katara glanced up at him, "You have meetings, master."
"That's not your problem." Zuko hissed. "Your concern should be satisfying me and I'm not satisfied hearing you talk. Now get up and take me back to my room."
Katara sighed and got herself up to take him to his room to serve him as was his duty as his consort. However; he scooped her up and whisked her away to his room.
…
Kya could see from afar that her daughter was beginning to show. Her small belly visible through the hanfu dresses she was made to wear and her skin glowing, making her lovely with motherhood. She wished she could be at her daughter's side and help her through this time in her life but the Fire Lord had agents of his working amongst the servants, reporting everything. Even her daughter knew this and was careful not to do anything that could be reported against her. She spent many nights with the crown prince, making sure to be as useful as possible throughout the day to appease the scorn of the Fire Lord. Kya had heard her daughter's maid tell another that Katara was dutiful and didn't speak much. This made Kya wary that her daughter had no outlet and was bottling in so much in order to save herself from a grimmer fate.
Seeing her daughter hold her belly, Kya stared longingly at her and sighed. "Malway, been nine years. How old are your children?"
Malways sighed and thought it over as they swept, "My eldest son, he should be twenty-six. My daughter, seventeen like your daughter, probably married and expecting I hope. And my youngest, no more than twelve. He was just a boy when his father and I were taken."
A tear formed in Kya's eyes, "Is there a night that goes by that you don't dream of them?"
"Not one." Malway confessed. "It brings me much despair knowing I may never see them again. That I will die in this place, like my husband Haki."
Kya remembered when Haki died. He had fallen behind on work and was called out by Ikkaku several times for it. He was eventually flogged and not able to get up from his back injury. The guards came in the night, took him away as Malway begged for him. Kya held her as they watched in horror as he was executed in the courtyard by flames. Malway was allowed to collect his ashes and keep them in a pendant she wore around her neck with the wedding necklace she had.
This place was cruel, evil, and full of malice. Kya could only hold hope that they would see the day that they were no longer within these walls.
"Your daughter is a beauty." Kya jerked forward at the whisper in her ear and turned to see the Fire Lord looming over her.
Smirking, "If she wasn't pregnant, I'd have my way with her but my son is very protective of her. I'd hate for that girl to ruin my relationship with him again." The Fire Lord looked Kya over. "Maybe I'll still consider her after she has the baby."
"No." Kya said in a harsh but quiet tone.
Stepping towards the water slave, Ozai collected some of her loose hair and pulled it to her lips. "Or you could sate my appetite for your daughter. You are a lovely woman, Kya. Very beautiful in your own right."
Kya looked at the Fire Lord in disgust.
"Don't give me that look, you pretty little savage." Ozai purred. "I can bring you for more pleasure than my brother and you could be helping your daughter receive more linenancy. I'll be more focused on you than her. She'd have more liberties. You want that for her, don't you?"
Kya averted her eyes and looked to see Katara being carried off by the crown prince for the third time today. She sighed and looked back at the Fire Lord.
"You tell your son to stop using her as a dirty rag to release himself in. Tell him that and I'm yours." Kya told him.
Grinning with his white teeth, "I'll summon you tonight. Depending on your performance, I'll decide whether my son should ease off your daughter."
"Very well, your majesty. Tonight will be like none you've ever had."
"I do hope so. For your daughter's sake."
Katara clenched the sheet as she moaned into her pillow as she was on all fours at the edge of the bed. She just wanted Zuko to finish already. She was tired and wanted desperately to rest for the rest of the day. However, he was having her three, sometimes four, times a day. Like his appetite was insatiable. Why? What was driving him to have her so much?
Zuko hated it but he couldn't help how turned on he got from knowing he had domain over her. After three years of banishment, she was his completely and she could do nothing to deny him. He finally had what he wanted all along and he was on a power trip, getting off to know she was his slave and had to do whatever he said. Challenging his father's wickedness in order to not feel guilt towards the girl he loved, he worked. It worked well and know, there was nothing that kept him up in the night or from taking her whenever he wanted. Her body was his and he could do whatever he wanted. No high morals of his uncle's preachings could make him stop what he was doing. He was the Agni fucking crown prince. He could have whatever he wanted. However, he wanted it. Katara was no different from anything else in his possession.
Hissing through his teeth as he rode out his release into her already pregnant womb, Zuko clawed her hips, sinking his nails into her skin and felt her cum all over him. Despite her despair and distress, her body wanted him as much as he wanted her.
Pulling out, Zuko stuck his thumb in and out of her gaping pussy, pushing his cum back into her as she continued to moan at this. "I'm not satisfied." Zuko told her. "Not yet."
Katara was about to say something when she felt his thumb slide up to her other hole and probe it. Her eyes widened as he fingered her there, using his release to lubricate the area. Before she knew it, he pushed himself back into her pussy to get his length all wet again and moved to enter her other hole. Katara cried out in pain and gripped the sheets tight as felt nothing but pain. Zuko was not gentle with her. Not at all. It was her first time using that entrance and he was nothing short of brutal. His groaning and moaning intensified as he fucked her hard, pounding her ass as she screamed her head off. She pleaded with him to stop but he refused, calling her his slave like the evil man his father was. What happened to her gentle prince? The kind boy that stood up for her and defended her from others. The boy that challenged his father for her honor. He was now hurting her beyond repair and all the little fragments of love she still held onto in her heart, it fled to the darkest realms of her heart, overpowered by hate and deep loathing. She wanted nothing more than revenge like her mother had told her. The child she carried, she'd have him destroy his grandfather and his father. Zuko would pay for this and she'd see to it he suffered like she had. He'd know her pain soon enough.
….
Late into the night, Kya was bathed and washed up to meet with the Fire Lord. She was dressed in only a pink outer robe with nothing underneath. She prayed to Tui and La silently for the strength to endure the Fire Lord's affection for the sake of her daughter. Arriving in his chambers, Kya saw the Fire Lord was having a glass of wine, shirtless and with his hair down. If he weren't the monster of her greatest nightmare, she'd think he was handsome, too handsome. But he was no less a beast that she had every intention to slay. One day she would but first, she needed to lure him in, endure his company.
"Your majesty." She bowed to him.
Holding a glass of wine to her, "Come, have a drink."
Kya's eyes remained on him as she approached and took the glass from him. She sniffed it and dipped her finger in it, twirling it on her fingertip. She then went to offer her finger for him to suck and he smirked at her, she narrowed her eyes.
"You won't be drugging me, your majesty." Kya hissed as she threw glass of wine. "My daughter told me all about what it was like being in your company. I assumed she had been drugged in some sort of way."
Ozai grinned as he snatched her up by her jaw, "You're a clever one, Kya. But know the drugging is for your own benefit. I'm told I'm a brutal lover."
Kya sucked her teeth, "All I've known in these nine years is suffering, your majesty. I don't want your mercy. Do to me what you did to my daughter and I will match it with my own cruel love making."
Ozai could take it no more. He wanted this woman. Shoving her backwards all the way to his bed, the Fire Lord opened her robe and tossed it aside before throwing her down into his bed. He immediately removed his pants and watched her eyes widened.
"Don't get scared now, Kya." Ozai said as he climbed over top of her as she tried to back away. "I want to see how cruel a woman you really are."
Narrowing her eyes with some fear in them as she tried to be brave, "Then I will show you all I've learned from your people, your majesty."
"Don't disappoint."
And she didn't. Not for a second. Ozai was utterly taken aback. Never in his life had a woman taken over like that with him. The moment he entered her still very tight sex and began pounding away, wanting to ruin his brother's fit and destroy this water woman from the inside out, she was anything but willing to allow it to continue. She slapped him across his face and called him a bastard before surprisingly shifting their positions. She was on top of him, pinning his wrists above his head with her nails digging into the tender skin of them, drawing blood as her breasts bounced in her face while she rode him like a mad woman. She saddled him like she was on top of a beast and asserted her dominance, demanding he gave up all his essence. Ozai threw his head back, crying out for the first time as he came quicker than he had the night he lost his virginity. It was utterly humiliating and he wanted her to pay for that.
However, she was not done with him. Kya slapped him again, this time her nails grazing his cheek causing him to growl at her before she slid down to take him in her mouth. He felt himself be slid into the depths of her throat as her plump lips squeezed and tugged at his length. She had to be a succubus, there was no other way. Ozai clenched the sheets underneath him as he came again, deep into her throat as she was milking him for every ounce.
Ozai panted as he looked down at the foot of the bed where she stood with her hands on her hips. "You witch!"
"Don't tell me that's all, your majesty." Kya smirked.
Taking it as a challenge, Ozai got up and grabbed her by her throat, pushing her to the wall where he lifted her off her feet, re-entering her. He gripped her ass and fucked her hard as she managed to rolled her hips against him even in this position. Her body was like a wave washing over him as he thrusted into her and buried his face into her hair.
"Oh fuck!" He shouted as he came again and dropped her to her feet, pulling away from her. "What the hell, woman?!"
"I felt your sack, your majesty. There's still more in there. I want it emptied and deflated." Kya told him.
Ozai glared at her, "You haven't cum once."
"Maybe you're not as good as you think." Kya smirked. "Resorting to drugging a woman so she won't know how horrible in bed you are."
"I'll make you choke on those words." Ozai hissed.
In bed grinding against each other, Kya laughed maniacally as she made a joke of the poor Fire Lord and had him cumming nonstop. She hated admitting it but this turned her on. Knowing she was making a fool of him and ruining his night of pleasure. Oh, the look on his face every time he came was too much to handle and she could see he was growing exhausted. The burning flame of passion in him was dimming and she could see he would only last a little more before completely emptying himself.
Wrapping her arms around his neck, Kya took it slow as she wanted to enjoy this last part and give him just this one win after a dozen loses. She cupped his face and rolled her hips against him as he sat up, kissing her neck. She placed a gentle touch on his face to bring his gaze up to hers. Their eyes locked and Kya grinned as she caressed his face as she continued taking it slow against him.
"You act all high and mighty but you're a coward." Kya told him as she looked him over. "A scared boy trapped in a man's body trying to be bigger and badder than daddy. What? Your father didn't love you enough, second born son?"
Ozai narrowed his eyes on her as he placed his hand over the one she laid on his face, "What the hell would you know? You're just a barbarian from the arctic wasteland. A damn bitch whoring herself out for a favor. There's nothing you can achieve without my saying so, so watch your words."
"I do what I must." Kya told him as she rode him just a little deeper and harder causing him to hiss a little. "And you do what you can. Two sides of the same coin." She cupped his face with both hands as she ghosted her lips against his, mouthing the word 'fuck' as she felt him thrust up into her. It was a sensual kiss she gave him with her tongue tangling with his as they held to one another fucking the other with the same energy. It caused them both to moan and grab at the other as a great wave of bliss fell over them and they drew out their release in a desperate need to hold onto the moment.
Raining kisses down her neck to her collar bone as he was spent, "Be mine." He growled against her skin.
"You leave my daughter alone and I'll be whatever you want me to be." Kya held his face in her hands and lifted him back up to make eye contact.
His amber eyes were ridden with obedience as he nodded and Kya grinned as she placed a kiss on his cheek, "Good boy." She nuzzled her face to his.
The following morning, Zuko was summoned by his father and he went to see him in his chambers. He sat outside the sitting room and saw his father leave his bedroom area to walk over to him, dressing in an open robe and trousers.
"You summoned me." Zuko stated.
Rubbing his sore neck, "Yes, I'm told you've been having your consort serve you at all times of the day. More than normal. Have you forgotten she's pregnant and needs rest?" Ozai pointed out.
Zuko furrowed his brows at this, "I forgot."
"Forgot? She's showing now. Save that energy for your wife. The wedding will be shortly after she gives birth. If you need release, Mai has been asking to see you. I'm sure she wouldn't mind serving her husband to be." Ozai told him.
"But-"
"But what?" Ozai raised a brow.
"Mai will be my wife, sure, I have every intention to maintain a healthy relationship with her when that happened but Kat-"
"Katara is pregnant." Ozai stated in finality. "Leave the girl alone and allow her to rest until she reaches labor in a few months. When the child is born, you can continue doing as you like with her."
Zuko clenched his fists and returned to his domain, where he found Katara being prepared by her servant for the day after spending the previous night with him. He ordered her servant to leave and as soon as she was gone, Zuko glared at Katara as she sat on her floor cushion with her gaze low.
"My father says not to sleep with you until after you've had the baby." Zuko said with some disdain. "I think it's bullshit seeing as you can take it, obviously. I want to hear your thoughts."
Katara didn't look at him as she spoke, "I am tired, master. Very tired. I'd like to rest until the baby is born."
"Are you serious?!" Zuko shouted. "What about my needs?! Who's going to serve me?! I'm the Agni fucking prince!"
Katara flinched at the way he yelled at her. "Master, there are plenty of other wom-"
Kicking the low table in front of her to the side, Zuko hissed. "I don't want other women! I want you! How many fucking times do I have to tell you this?!"
"Bu-"
"You know what, let's just keep it down and not make ourselves too obvious. We can still have sex, you just need to keep the noise down. Okay?"
Katara nodded hesitantly.
"Good." Zuko smirked as he crouched down in front of her. "On your hands and knees." He told her.
….
Mai had come to visit on the command of the Fire Lord, though he didn't have to command her. She wanted to see Zuko. He had been so held up with his water bitch that he refused to make time for her. He needed to learn that she'd be his wife and deserved far more attention than his little water slut.
As she was escorted by Yotori to his chambers, Mai and Yotori heard a muffled cry. The male servant told her to excuse him for a moment as he went to check on his master. Mai furrowed her brows and followed behind Yotori to see what was going on. When Yotori opened Zuko's bedroom doors, the two gasped at the sight and quickly turned their heads. Mai's eyes were wide as she saw that the water slut was chained to the bed with her arms above her head and her legs to the posters of the foot of the bed. She had a piece of cloth in her mouth as Zuko was above her, fucking her like she wasn't six months pregnant.
"Oh, fuck, Kat." He moaned. "I'm gonna cum in your ass next."
Mai stormed off as Yotori closed the doors back and left the crown prince to continue.
Ozai raised his brows as Mai complained to him what she saw. Kya served them both tea as she was now his consort after a week of bedding him.
"He's still sleeping with her?"
"Yes, I saw them. He had her chained to the bed with a gagged in her mouth." Mai looked disturbed. "I didn't even know he would be into something like that. Zuko's not that kind of way. It's all that savage's fault."
Ozai stroked his beard and glanced at Kya, who looked pissed. Clearing his throat, "I'll have a word with him again. Clearly, he thinks I was giving him only just a suggestion. I told him to spend his time with you, his wife to be."
Mai nodded.
Zuko finished in Katara's mouth, groaning at how it turned out it got him knowing she had taken his cum in the back of her throat. He started thrusting into her mouth some more as he got hard again and gripped her hair tight. Hissing through his teeth, "Take it just like that, Kat. Oh Fuck, take me just like that."
The bedroom door opened and Zuko paused as he saw his father enter with a scowl.
"Finish and get out here, we need to talk."
Zuko nodded and as soon as his father left, he continued fucking Katara in the mouth, telling her how he was about to give her another load and needed her to swallow every drop. He came hard and deep in her throat, groaning in pleasure at how it felt as he looked down at her as he pulled out her mouth, seeing a string of spit pull from her lips.
"I'll be back." He said as he kissed her face and she swallowed the load he gave her.
Tying his robe as he went out to meet with his father and saw the man scowling at him.
"I told you to stop fucking her, Zuko! She's fucking pregnant!" Ozai hissed.
Zuko took a seat, "I can't help it. I only want her."
"Try with Mai. You should be fucking her all up and down this domain. You need her to get pregnant and have your child too." Ozai pointed out. "Otherwise, your only heir will be a half blood bastard."
Zuko looked off with a hard look on his face, "You don't get it."
"No, I don't but if I find out again that you're still sleeping with her while she should be resting, I'll take her from you until she has the baby." Ozai threatened as he stood up to leave.
Zuko scoffed and returned back to his room to see Katara passed out in his bed, still chained to all four corners. "Damn it! This is all Mai's fault. She must have told my father about us. That jealous bitch."
Katara's eyes cracked open.
"If she thinks I'm going to sleep with her, she's mistaken." Zuko scoffed as he started undoing Katara's chains. "Mai isn't even as attractive as you. How am I going to get it up? Close my eyes?"
When Katara finally sat up and looked at Zuko, she pleaded for him to allow her to rest or she feared something would befall their child. This seemed to get through to him as he claimed he didn't want her to lose the baby but she was never too sure with him anymore. At night, he'd cry to her, clinging to her as he apologized for how mean he'd be to her during the day. It used to comfort her until he stopped doing so and continued his selfish assault on her body. She knew her mother had gone to the Fire Lord, cutting a deal with him by being his consort to try and help her situation some. She knew her mother was the reason the Fire Lord was trying to get Zuko off of her as he fucked her like a rabid dog in heat.
"Fine." He responded to her. "You can rest here. That way I can keep Mai out of my bed."
Katara nodded her head as she began dozing off again. When Zuko left, giving his servant orders to make sure food was brought to Katara while she was resting.
"I spoke to my son." Ozai told Kya. "I think he'll listen this time. That should call for a reward."
Kya was sitting on the sofa in one of Ozai's red robes as he was kneeling at her feet, rubbing his face against her smooth legs. She was drinking a glass of wine and fanning herself as she managed to get the mighty Fire Lord to yield to her. It couldn't be helped that she felt full of herself. Years of sleeping her way to a more secure life for her and her daughter had paid off. Now she was having the Fire Lord bow to her like some lowly peasant. She spread her legs for him and told him to make her cum, only then would she reward him.
That lustful gleam in his eyes sparkled and she grabbed a fist of his hair as he ate her out, working his tongue along the folds of her sex. Her brows furrowed as she came and she threw her head back as he lapped up every drop. When he finished, she tapped his chin to get him to look up at her and grinned as she ran her hands all around his face.
"Look at you, my good little boy." She spoke to the inner child in him that desired nothing more than to be doted on and receive affection. "Come, I have your reward, Ozai."
She stood and took his hand, tugging him to bed with her. He held her hand and followed her like a man enchanted by a siren to drown in her call. Ozai didn't know what it was but she was everything he ever wanted. Was this what his son meant by he couldn't help it? Couldn't stop listening to the call from the ocean that would surely lead to their doom.
Kya hugged her breasts to his head as she took him lovingly. Giving him the embrace he craved. He needed. She knew exactly how to get a man to bend. So long as she could read him and Ozai was an open book. A mere boy who lived without a mother to care for him. Suffering his tyrant father's loath and shunned into his brother's shadow. The overlooked prince with a carnal fixation on having what he never had. She could feed the lonely boy seeking a mother's touch. She'd nurture and heal the boy in him. Cater to his every desire, reward all his good behavior, and praise him for his obedience. Just like a mother would. She'd love and protect that defenseless child until he matured and as soon as he matured, she'd tear his heart out and feed it to him.
You foul rapist. Deviant tyrant of an evil race. "Look at you, my precious boy." She smiled down at him as he sucked on her breast. I will deliver you more pain than you have given me and my child. "Mama loves you, Ozai." She whispered gently as she caressed his hair. If the gods won't punish you, know that I will. You miserable fuck! "Just like that, Ozai, keep fucking mama."
Ozai was lost in the moment. Unaware of the sinister and malevolent thoughts of the woman straddling him. He just wanted to appease her. Feel her warmth and be loved in the way no one ever did. Oh, this beautiful woman, this perfect creature, her healing touch. How he wanted her hands to never leave his body. He craved her all times of the day and could do nothing to resist her. Whatever she wanted, it was hers. He'd give it to her. So long as she never asked for her freedom. He told her she could never leave him, not like that bitch of a woman that died on him as she brought him into this cold wicked world.
"I'm cumming, Ozai." Kya cried out. "I'm cumming!"
The Fire Lord clung to her as he felt her spill all over him. "Kya." Her name left his lips.
"Yes, my love." She cupped his face and pressed her forehead to his.
"Am I better than Iroh?" He asked in an uncertain voice, like he was scared to know.
Caressing his hair as she nodded her head against his face, "Of course, you are. No one is greater than you, Ozai. Not even the gods."
"You swear that's so?"
"On my life." Kya told him.
Ozai grinned to himself as he shut his eyes and held Kya to him.
"But Ozai, I must know something." Kya toyed with his hair.
"Hmm?" He asked as he was dozing off in her arms.
"My daughter, how can she care for your grandchild if her legs are injured so badly?" Kya asked him.
Ozai nuzzled his head under her breasts, "I'll have Yugoda take a look at her. Surely, she can fix it."
"Thank you, Ozai." Kya said to him. "How can I repay you for your generosity?"
Murmuring, "Stay like this. Always."
Nodding her head, "Then I shall."
….
After having her leg healed, Katara was able to get around without exerting so much effort and managed to be less tired throughout the day. Serving Zuko tea, the water consort decided now was a good time to ask as she would never know if she didn't ask.
"My brother…my friends, where are they?"
"I don't know." Zuko said with some irritation.
Katara timidly poured his tea, "Do you know who might kn-"
"I'm not in the mood right now, Katara." He spat. "Ask me again when I'm not so annoyed."
"Yes, master."
Katara was given permission to see her mother as it grew closer for her to have the baby. Her mother was allowed to visit her and when she came, the two hugged one another tight. Kya held her daughter to her as Katara cried in her mother's embrace. Kya took her daughter and sat her down, whispering carefully of what she did to the Fire Lord.
"He's putty in my hand, Katara." Kya told her daughter. "He's like a child, only wanting to please his mother."
Katara was surprised by this, "Can you ask him about Sokka and my friends?"
Kya nodded. "Give me some time and rest easy. The baby will be here soon. That should be your focus."
"What if I have a girl?' Katara asked her mother.
Kya furrowed her brows, "Pray it isn't. A boy means our freedom. A girl would just suffer with us. You want a boy, Katara. Remember."
But Katara didn't know if she had control over something like that. How could she be sure to have a son? Was it even possible?
Kya kissed her daughter's forehead. "The prince, he's not taking you to bed still is he?"
Katara shook her head.
"Good. Let me know if you need anything. I will see to it."
Katara nodded.
Two months passed and Katara went into labor. The young mother had to be held down as she was in agony and by the order of his father, Zuko was made to be present in order to witness the birth. It seemed witnessing the utter agony and devastatingly painful screams of Katara snapped him from the power trip he had been on to be like his father. The Physicians were told to make him stand in front of her where the aids were delivering the baby, so he could see Katara's brush with death in order to give life. Zuko was horrified at the sight of it all. How was this happening? Why did this have to happen for a woman to have a child? He thought it was a simple task as women all seemed to do this sort of thing but this looked like hell from where he was standing. The baby was literally tearing her apart.
"Keep pushing, Consort Katara. The baby is almost here!" The aids told her.
Zuko was shocked as the baby came out and he was told he had a son. He was a father. Just like that. Katara had given him a child. His first. She was the mother of his son. The physicians cleaned the baby off and handed him to the crowned prince.
"You son, my prince." The physician said.
Zuko held the child as instructed by the aid on the proper way to hold the child. As he did, he looked down to see a blue eyed boy look up at him with curiosity. Something in Zuko shattered as he looked from the boy to his weak mother, still not yet able to see their son. He suddenly remembered Katara's words in her early pregnancy one morning.
"I promise, I'll make sure your life isn't like mine." Katara smiled weakly. "I'll find a way. You'll get far away from here and you'll know life beyond these walls."
Suddenly, Zuko understand what he had been doing to Katara this whole time, what she desperately wanted, why she fought so hard like she did when she was out in the world, why she didn't want to be here. This place was horrible and full of horrible people and Zuko didn't want his son here either.
"Can I see him?" Katara asked as she held her arms out to Zuko.
Zuko made his way over to her and slipped the child into her arms, Katara bringing the child to her breasts immediately.
"Look at his eyes." Katara looked up at Zuko with the brightest look on her face that he hadn't seen for months. "They're blue like mine."
"He still has a very strong Fire Nation look." Zuko said. "We'll know if he's a firebender by the time he is three. If he is then he'll receive a proper education and the Yong dynasty's surname."
"If not?"
"He'll be reduced to a servant." Zuko said.
Katara furrowed her brows as she held to the child. "Iroh made an exception for me to receive a proper education regardless of my lineage or bending type."
"And look what good that did you." Zuko scoffed. "Besides, it doesn't matter. Mai and I are getting married soon. When we do, we're expected to have a legitimate son tonight and he will sit on the throne."
"Very well, master."
"Ka-"
"Let me see this grandchild of mine." The two looked up to see the Fire Lord and his prized consort with him.
Kya walked over to her daughter and beamed down at the child, excited to hear the child was a boy. She received the child in her arms from her daughter and took the child over to the Fire Lord.
As soon as he saw the boy he smirked at his son, "Let's hope he's a firebender. Not that he will be your heir but at least you'd have a back up if Mai can't not give you a proper son."
Kya tried not to grin at this revelation.
Handing the baby back to her daughter, Kya patted the Fire Lord's arm and whispered in his ear. Katara saw the man suddenly give her mother a longing look before she took his hand and led her away. She realized her mother really did have the man wrapped around her finger. Maybe she needed to do the same with Zuko somehow. However, she didn't know if she could get past the hating him part like her mother seemed to.
When it was just them in the room, Katara fed her son while Zuko thought up a name for their son. She wanted to laugh and giggle at the names as this was supposed to be a joyous moment, one that they should be happily within each other's arms holding their son to them. But Katara couldn't do it. Even if she wanted to, she didn't want to display such a light mood to him when he had hurt her so much.
"Hiroshi?"
Katara shook her head.
"Toshiro?"
Katara shook her head again.
"Then what do you suggest?"
"Ryu." Katara gave a weak smile.
Zuko looked from her to their son that was suckling at her breast, "Ryu…It fits."
"Ryu." Katara said and saw her son looking up at her while he fed.
Zuko came at her side and leaned close to her to look over their son, "I dreamed about him for years." He told her as he placed his hand in her hair and caressed it. "I know I've been cruel, Kat, but I'll make it up to you. I promise. You may still hate me and you have every reason to but I still want to make things right….for you and our son."
Katara said nothing as she continued to hold Ryu. There was nothing to say. Nothing to say at all. Zuko would do what he thought was best and she would wait and see whatever type of hell he introduced her to. That was just how it was with him. She lost all faith in his ability to do what was right. He couldn't control himself. He'd only bring her to ruin.
….
The wedding was the first Katara had ever been to. It was an altogether elegant event and she was present in order to pay respect to the crown princess as well as the new lady of the domain. She had to wait on Mai hand and foot as well as be present outside the room when the marriage was consummated. She was unphased by this cruel tradition. Mai could have Zuko. She wanted nothing to do with him. Her presence here only made it that much easier for her. Meant Zuko had someone else to entertain him and she could focus on her son.
About a month after the wedding, Zuko had gotten burnt out from trying to ensure Mai would be pregnant. He was sure in due time they'd get the news of her being with child. In the meantime, he just wanted to check on his son as he hadn't been to Katara's side of the domain since before the wedding. As he headed that way, he saw Katara was by the pond outside her chambers with the baby, singing to him. He paused and listened to her speak in a tongue he was unfamiliar with and realized that this might be her native language aside from the common tongue they typically spoke.
As she sung to their son, Zuko decided to finally approach her and take a seat beside her.
"You have a beautiful voice, Kat." He told her.
Katara did not respond to the comment and instead asked him a question. "Shouldn't you be with Mai?"
"Yeah, well I wanted to see how you and Ryu are doing."
"We're fine. Just enjoying the scenery together."
"Mind if I join?" He asked her.
"Not that I can refuse you." Katara remarked.
Zuko sighed at this, "Can we at least try to be cordial? For his sake."
Katara turned her head to look at Zuko and stared at him with a seldom gaze, "Do you not remember how you treated me up until he was born, Zuko? You ask me to be cordial but you treated me as less than a person for all the months I was pregnant. I became your personal cum rag and my body was not my own to refuse you when I was not interested. You dehumanized me and made me feel like I was nothing but an object for release. You simply being near me is enough to make my skin crawl and hearing your voice is like enduring the loud screeches of a leopard-coyote."
Zuko furrowed his brows at her. "Kat, I'm sorry. I just got high off of power and I sort of got turned on by having so much control over you because I had been craving it for so long. But I promise, I won't be like that again. I-"
"My freedom to leave this place is out of the question but can I have the freedom to refuse your presence if I don't wish to endure it?" Katara asked him.
Staring at her, Zuko nodded his head and watched her get up to walk away with their son. He fucked up even more than before. He had an opportunity to bond with her during her pregnancy and he managed to ruin their relationship even further with his selfish arrogance. He hoped there was some way to make things better for them.
…..
There was a prison break. From the very same prison that Katara's friends were being held in. Several prisoners escaped, including her friends and Iroh. Katara was ecstatic about this information. Things weren't looking so bleak anymore. There was once again hope.
Zuko caught Katara with her mother and the servant, Malway, praying together one night, asking their gods for deliverance. The news had reached them about the Avatar and his friends escaping with his uncle. He knew they now had hope and faith in the future to one day be freed. Was it really so miserable here?
Katara was bathing with their son when he came to visit them and saw his son was wiggling around in the water as his mother held him. Zuko wanted to pick the child up, like he always did whenever he saw him, but Katara, she'd never let him do so.
"What can I do for you, master?" Katara asked nonchalantly when she saw him.
Hating when she referred to him that way, "I was just wondering if you wanted to let me and Mai take Ryu out into town. We're planning to buy him some new clothes and toys."
"You can have the seamstress measure him but I don't want him to leave my side to be around your wife that hates me."
"Mai doesn't hate you." Zuko tried to explain. "She's my wife so she no longer has to feel threatened by you."
Katara glared at Zuko, "She's still not pregnant, Zuko. And even if she had a legitimate son, mine will always be a threat to hers. I don't want my son around her."
"Kat, he's my son too. I want to spend some time with him." Zuko pointed out. "You're with him around the clock and never even let his caregivers have him without you watching over them like a hawk."
"I love my son, Zuko."
"And so do I."
"Do you?" Her eyes narrowed.
Narrowing his eyes back at her, "Don't make me order you to hand him over."
Katara scowled at him as she stood up from the tub, holding her son to her. "Fine, Zuko, but if anything happens to him. I will nev-"
"Whatever, you already won't forgive me. Just hand me my son." Zuko scoffed.
Katara reluctantly handed Ryu over to his father and grabbed a towel to get out. She caught Zuko eyeing her and she rolled her eyes as she held their son to him. As he took him into his arms, Zuko asked her how her healing was coming along and she told him it was none of his concern because she didn't plan on sleeping with him ever again.
When Zuko left with their son, Katara sat at her vanity and started combing her hair to put up for the day. As she did, she noticed she was not alone in the room by the sound of some footsteps approaching her. She looked in her mirror and was surprised to see her brother, stealthily making his way down from the ceiling towards her.
"Sokk-"
"Shh." He whispered with his finger to his lips. "Let's go. We've got appa and are about to leave."
Katara's eyes widened. "But my son. Zuko has-"
"We'll get him later! Let's go before the guards notice Appa."
Katara shook her head, "I can't leave him here, Sokka. Come back tonight. I'll leave then and I can round up mom as well as a few others. We need to help as many people get free."
Sokka sighed. "Why can't you be selfish for once?"
"Just go for now."
"Fine but you better be ready to leave tonight. I mean it, Katara.'
Katara nodded.
When Zuko returned, he noticed Consort Kya was walking the outdoor walkway with Katara and saw them holding one another's hands tight. He felt her mother had told her more about how she managed to get his father to do something else for her. He didn't know what Consort Kya did with his father but his father was head over heels for the woman. Utterly bewitched. It was frightening.
"I'll be back later. Make sure Malway knows." Kya told Katara.
Nodding her head, "I'll see you tonight."
Zuko took his son from Mai's arms and told her he'd see her in a little bit. As he made his way over to the two women, Consort Kya bowed slightly before going on her way and Katara eyeing the child in his arms.
"K-"
"Ryu." Katara said as she took the baby from his arms and walked off without saying another word to him.
Mai came up to his side and scowled after the water consort. "She's no good, Zuko. You should leave her be and focus on us having our own child."
Early the next morning, Zuko and Mai were woken up to the sound of guards' boots running around. It alerted them from their sleep and Zuko told his wife to stay put while he went to check on what was going on. Putting on his robes, Zuko saw his sister giving orders to look around the rest of the domain. He was confused and went over to see what she was doing here.
"Great, you're up. Got some bad news."
"What?"
"Father woke up and couldn't find Kya. He panicked and had a fit. He ordered the servants to retrieve her from your consort, but found she was missing too."
Zuko's eyes widened as he took off towards Katara's chambers. He entered and looked around to see if he could find her and their son. But they were both missing. Azula caught up to him and sighed.
"Father wants her head." Azula told him. "He thinks she swayed her mother to run and took his grandchild with her."
Zuko was in disbelief. Katara escaped and did so with their son. What was she thinking?!
…..
A/N:
I think I've got two more chapters of this in me and then We're moving back to Ozara stuff.