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Borealis: A Zutara Story	By : jaded_priceless Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > AU/AR - Alternate Universe/Alternate Reality Views: 33965 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Chapter 154
Zuko led the way back to his room while Yuliang chattered away at Katara.
“So you and the Prince…um…love each other every night?” the artist asked curiously.
Katara groaned at the wording and the older girl’s enthusiasm.
“What’s it like? I mean he’s the prince so it must be fantastic,” she continued dreamily.
“It’s hell,” Katara corrected her harshly.
“But I thought…” Yuliang began confused.
Katara raised her eyebrow at her, “He kidnapped me and rapes me on a nightly basis. Surely you did not think this was some fairytale romance novel?”
The artist looked from Katara to the prince, and stammered, “Prince Zuko? I…”
Zuko kissed Katara on her cheek and looked at her, “Yuliang, we’ve had a long day, what kind of pictures do you need?
“Some of you being romantic,” the girl sputtered while casting confused glances at Katara.
The Waterbender sighed, “Fine, let’s get this over with. What do you need us to do?”
Yuliang looked at her then Zuko and shyly made a request, “Can you kiss?”
“What? Why do you want us to do that?” Katara asked rudely.
Yuliang realized that Katara didn’t know about the book. It would be a surprise. “It’s for posterity. It’s done for all the Princes, their wives and concubines.”
Katara grimaced when Zuko sat beside her on the loveseat and placed his arm around her.
Yuliang picked up her sketchbook, “That’s good for now. I need to draw the setting and background first. I’ll focus on your expressions later.”
The artist drew. She saw a woman relaxing against her lover when Katara’s shoulders slumped in defeat. She accurately captured Zuko’s besotted expression as he looked at her. Yuliang drew as Prince Zuko kissed the Waterbender’s neck adding each love bite as he gave it to her. Yuliang blushed but included a part of his anatomy that was making itself more prominent. She recorded every nuance of the moment the prince’s lips met the Waterbender’s. She mistook Katara’s closed eyes as something other than resignation while preserving Zuko’s lust. The artist trembled but her brush was steady as the Prince’s hand spanned the Waterbender’s waist, bunching her tunic until he exposed a strip of skin, then slid under the garment as he lowered her onto her back. His voice was husky as he called her name.
Katara placed a hand on his chest to stop him and stared at Yuliang, “Zuko.”
His hand slid from beneath her shirt and he sat up, kneeling between her legs. Yuliang continued to draw. She focused only on the subtle difference in their positions and faces knowing she could easily supply the background later. She would never forget what she had just seen.
“Yuliang, would you please leave?” Zuko rasped.
The girl’s eyes widened. She had not known a man could get so large or that a gaze burned so brightly with the heat of desire. She only hoped that one day a man would look at her with such feeling.
“Yuliang, please leave,” Zuko repeated impatiently.
“Oh yes, Prince Zuko of course.” She sputtered as she gathered her supplies. She took one last look at the Waterbender. Katara’s face was turned the back of the loveseat. One leg was on the floor; the other was propped up over the edge of the short piece of furniture. Her chest was heaving and her body was shaking. The Prince’s soaring dragon was against her center.
“Can I come back when you’re finished? The Fire Lord wants me to draw that too,” Yuliang plead exuberantly.
Katara curled into a ball no longer able to suppress her tears. Yuliang saw the exact moment Prince Zuko’s desire turned into anger. It was directed towards her.
“Leave now!” Zuko growled. “She’s crying because of you!”
Yuliang ran from the room and barely made it out before he door slammed behind her. She sat against it and completed her drawings. First she drew Zuko’s angry expression as he loomed protectively over the Waterbender. Then she filled in the details of the sketches she had started and finally she began drawing what she imagined was happening in the room. She bit her hand and squueed when heard the prince’s passionate “I love you’s” coming through the door. Sei wouldn’t believe it when she told her that the Prince loved the Waterbender or that Fire Lord Ozai approved of her.
Lady Mai had been the envy of every girl in their country. She was best friends with the princess and engaged to the Prince now she was the tragic heroine whose fiancée had found true love. Yuliang flipped to the pictures she’d drawn of the tears falling down Lady Mai’s face as the Waterbender bowed to her. She’d written down what the Waterbender had told Lady Mai but she desperately wished had been paying attention to the earlier parts of the conversation between the Fire Lord, the Prince, and his concubine.
She grew up in the palace and had been trained to hear but not to listen. It was a lesson her mother had spent hours ingraining into her but the lilting accents of the Waterbender had been too much to ignore. Sei was her friend and the author chosen by Fire Lord Ozai but they’d come to blows if she tried to change one scandalously cruel word the Waterbender said to her lover’s fiancée.
Lady Ursa was a kind gentle woman, but she was also nobility and had been trained in the fine arts of self defense. She was happy to impart that knowledge as well as how to wield a paintbrush.
She waited until things grew quiet again to knock.

Zuko rubbed Katara’s back until she ran crying to the bathroom. He flopped back and covered his eyes with his hands. He scrunched his eyelids shut to hold back his tears. Things were finally getting better with Katara then his father had shown up. At this rate it really would take five years to get her and the Avatar safely out of Fire Nation custody so they could overthrow his father.
Zuko sat up wearily when there was a knock on the door. He tersely yelled at the person on the other side of it, “What?”
“Prince Zuko, may I come in? Fire Lord Ozai wants me to include sketches of…um…the afterglow for posterity too.” Yuliang said timidly.

Author’s Note: Thank you all for reading! My eyes nearly popped out when I saw 10,000 hits. I know the updates have been irregular lately and I’m trying to get them and real life back on track. Thank you again for sticking with the story.
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