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Kiss of Fire	By : Spleef Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > General Views: 75165 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Kiss of Fire
Chapter Thirty-Three – Amendments
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Zuko
The late afternoon walk with my children was enjoyable. I longed to get outside, away from the stuffy Council and audience rooms. Now that all of the delegates but for Toph, Suki, and my wife's parents were gone, and the trial was over, I could relax. Kamas was gone for a few days, accompanying Enki to the Boiling Rock to curb any escape attempts. Chit Sang would without a doubt welcome the former King to the Boiling Rock, especially with the letter I had written to him explaining what Enki did, and just how he was to be treated and accommodated to in prison. Chit Sang was an excellent warden, stern but fair, and under his watch, the prison ran more smoothly. I had made a good decision when I had decided to appoint him to be Warden of the place where he had once been a prisoner.
My children did not speak much, and the comfortable silence that existed between us spoke more than idle chatter. Kuzon and Adi were happy with one another. I envied them, remembering all too well my own relationship with my sister. They romped ahead of me, and I allowed myself a small smile as I watched them play.
A guard rushed towards me, looking rather flustered before he quickly bowed to me.
“My lord, please forgive the intrusion. But your Lady and Lady Beifong are fighting!” he said, seeming embarrassed to approach me with this matter. I raised my eyebrow.
“Ladies will bicker.” I stated coolly. I was aware that Katara didn't get along too well with Toph.
“No, my lord. They are fighting in the mud, and they are rather... vicious.” I raised my eyebrow but followed the man.
'Vicious' was an apt word for what I was seeing. There was a cluster of women near the shore of the pond – Suki and her girls, a few Fire Nation noblewomen, serving-ladies, guards, and Katara's stepmother, all looking very concerned. Toph and Katara were having a no holds barred fight, both of them covered in mud and going at it like a pair of wild mongoose-lizards. A few of the women and guards had mud on their clothes, having apparently tried to stop the fight with no success.
“STOP!” I roared as loudly as I could, sounding much like a dragon. They continued struggling for a bit before Toph viciously shoved Katara forward so she fell in the mud again – not that she could get any dirtier than she already was. I set my jaw and turned to the serving-ladies.
“Attend to the Fire Lady.” I ordered. Hana and a couple of other women approached Katara tentatively, helping her out of the mud. She was quite a sight, looking almost like a little mud-creature, reminding me of how Toph had encased herself in earth for sparring practice so long ago.
“What the hell happened?” I snarled, staring at the small crowd on shore. Toph didn't seem bothered by what she had done and sauntered casually onto firmer ground. Suki pointed at Toph.
“She came here and provoked the Fire Lady.” the Kyoshian offered simply. The people around her nodded assent.
“Mom.” Adi sounded exasperated, as if scolding her mother.
“What? The Fire Lady and I were just having a nice discussion. Then we ended up in the mud.” Toph replied, her voice sweet but laced with a bit of sarcasm.
“What! You came here and insulted her to her face and called her Sugar Queen!” one of the noblewomen shot out.
Sugar Queen? I narrowed my eyes.
“All of you disperse. Lady Beifong...” my tone was cold as I spoke her title, “Get yourself cleaned up.” My voice was tight with fury as I spoke. I had worked so hard to keep Katara happy. And now Toph was playing around with her. This woman might have been the mother of my firstborn, but that gave her no right to provoke my wife.
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Katara
I seethed as I sat in my washroom, taking what comfort I could from the warm, soapy water as Hinode shampooed my hair. My knees were drawn up to my chest, my jaw set as I glared ahead, barely feeling the nimble fingers gently kneading my scalp. I resolved to have nothing to do with Lady Beifong for the rest of her stay. I muttered something under my breath about what I would like to see happen to Toph. How could she be so... rude? What was it about me that made her want to try to provoke me? And why did she feel so familiar to me when I first met her?
“Should I add some oil to the water, my lady?” Hinode asked with concern, obviously feeling how tense I was.
“No.” I replied tersely. I was in no mood to be soothed with one of my favorite scents. She said nothing more and continued to attend to me, washing and rinsing my hair. The robe I had been wearing today was ruined, completely soaked in mud. At least it was a simple robe, not one of my beautiful formal ones.
“Would you like a massage when you are done with your bath?” Hinode asked mildly.
“No.” I replied again, growing angrier the more I thought about Toph. How could my husband have sired a child with that... that arrogant woman whose personality I likened to a pumice stone?
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Zuko
I was still seething as I waited in my private audience chamber. I had been told by Suki and a couple of the other women just what had happened. Toph had crossed a line when she provoked my wife. Sugar Queen? What was that woman trying to prove?
The doors opened as Toph was admitted, looking clean and pristine, her hair bound up and a few flowers adorning it, her body covered with a elegant green and gold robe. I had to hold back a snort. Fripperies would not help any, especially when I had the mental image of her and my wife covered in mud fresh in my mind.
“Where do you get off, provoking my wife like that?” I asked bluntly when the doors closed. “Calling her Sugar Queen? Wrestling around in the mud? I would have thought you would have matured from the little dirt-ball I met years ago.”
Toph's chin was raised defiantly as she looked up at me. As defiant as she was twenty years ago, I would usually have been amused to see this. But not for this occasion.
“It was just an innocent little mud-fight. I wasn't hurting her and I didn't plan to.”
“I don't care!” I barked. I had worked so hard to keep Katara safe and happy. She flinched slightly.
“It is her, isn't it? Her voice, the way she walks, the way she reacted to me calling her Sugar Queen...”
“So what? You provoked her for that reason?” I snarled. She was quiet for a moment.
“I just had to see if it really was her.” she finally said, no longer sounding as defiant.
“Why?”
“There was something familiar about her. And the fact that you finally married someone. I know you wouldn't marry just anyone. You didn't marry me, or even the mother of your heir. I know you really cared about Katara, and when I heard you finally had a wife, I was... surprised.”
“And jealous?” I couldn't resist that jab. I was still angry about what had happened.
“Jealous? Pfft. You were good in bed, but we both knew we didn't love one another. Simple as that. You gave me a daughter I care about, and you're my friend. That's all there is to it.”
“Apologize to her for the way you provoked her and the fight. And I won't take no for an answer.”
“There's one thing I'm curious about. I thought only the Avatar got reincarnated.”
“So did I.” I replied shortly. I had no desire to talk about Katara's situation. Only I was supposed to know the truth. I believe that Jeong Jeong suspected, but he had never said anything.
“Why are you so angry I called her Sugar Queen? I'd think you would want her to remember.”
“She doesn't need to remember.” I growled. We were content as we were. What mattered was what was in our hearts and souls. We were married and happy, and had a son. At this point, her old memories might do more harm than good, especially remembering her death..
“Why not?” Toph asked. Would that woman not simply let it go! I held back a growl of exasperation.
“She is my wife, and I know what is best for her! Does she need to remember how she died?!” I demanded.
“I...” She was unable to form any more words. I rose from my feet and walked down the steps until I was but a few inches away from her.
“You are to apologize to her for the way you have treated her. Am I clear?” I asked sharply. Apparently stunned by my words, she nodded mutely.
“And you are to speak of this to no one else. Not a word.”
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Katara
My hair was being rinsed off when one of my servants announced from outside the door that Zuko was here. Without preamble, he strode into the washroom and dismissed Hinode before she could even finish her job. Having no choice but to obey, she bowed out and closed the door behind her. I did not look up at him and kept my knees up to my chest. Had he come in to bathe with me? It certainly wouldn't be the first time, but tonight I was in no mood.
“How are you feeling now?” he asked gently as he sat on the stool that Hinode had vacated. I set my jaw and glared ahead before feeling a hand on my shoulder.
“I know you're upset with Toph, but don't take it out on me.”
“How could you have sired a child with that woman?” I snapped out before I could stop myself. A soft sigh met my ears.
“We were young and lonely. One night during a talk, it just... happened.”
“Did you enjoy it?” I asked snidely.
“Not as much as I enjoy my bedroom time with you.” he said. His tone told me he meant it, but I wasn't mollified. I was still very much upset about what had happened this afternoon. I bit my lip and remained silent.
“I'm sorry about what happened. Toph can be... prickly.”
“I noticed.” I shot back dryly.
“She's always been that way, even when she was younger than you. She was like that when we were fighting to defeat my sire.”
“Apparently she hasn't grown up.” I replied. I heard a soft chuckle before he fell silent for a moment.
“Look... I know you're upset and I don't blame you. I heard about what happened. Suki and your stepmother and a couple of other women told me what happened. Toph shouldn't have done that, and I let her know that. So tomorrow, I'd like you two to talk.”
“Absolutely not.” I stated firmly. I was determined to keep her out of my sight until she left.
“But...”
“No!” I stated firmly, “Don't ask me again!”
“Dear Agni, you're stubborn.”
“No more than you are.” I shot back evenly. I glared at him over my shoulder. He gave out an almost inaudible sigh before he rose to his feet.
“I'll be waiting for you.” he replied quietly before he left my washroom.
Hinode came back in to help me finish. I was wrapped in a soft red robe and my hair combed and braided, something that I was rather fond of. I had to admit, it was nice to not have to do my hair when I didn't feel like it, and I had always enjoyed the feel of fingers massaging my scalp or running through my hair. She then retreated, dismissed for the night before I retreated to my bedchamber.
Zuko was there on my bed, a tray of tea at his side. Without a word, I climbed onto the blankets and settled down. I took the cup that was offered and sipped from it, letting the smooth jasmine flavor slide across my tongue as I stared at the windows. Even though my husband said nothing, I was as aware of his presence as he was of mine. The room was quiet, and all I could hear was his quiet breathing. He had turned off all of the lamps except for two, casting the room in a gentle blue glow.
Before long, I felt him draw closer, the mattress shifting slightly under his weight. A hand started to gently rub my back. I remained silent, nursing my tea as I closed my eyes. I felt fingers hook into the collar of my robe, gently tugging it off my shoulders. His hand continued to rub my back, fingers trailing along my skin gently. His hands were always so warm, so whenever he touched me, it always sent small fissions of pleasure coursing through my body. I held the teacup in my lap, feeling Zuko nestle closer.
“I love you.” he murmured, his breath hot against the back of my neck. I let out a quiet sigh.
“I've never loved anyone else. Not ever.” he added. I saw that he was trying to reassure me about Toph.
“Zuko. I don't want to talk about her.” I whispered. “I already told you, I want nothing more to do with her.”
“I know. But I'm also letting you know that you have absolutely nothing to be afraid of.” he whispered, his lips now against the back of my neck.
“Absolutely nothing?” I shot back, remembering how Toph had felt so familiar when I first met her, and the weird feeling I got when she called me 'Sugar Queen'.
“Nothing at all. This I swear upon my honor.” he replied quietly, his tone holding all seriousness. When he made that kind of vow, I knew he meant it beyond a doubt. I let out a quiet sigh and let him nuzzle me. He slipped the empty cup out of my hand and pulled me under the covers, rubbing different parts of my body lovingly.
I relaxed under his touch and closed my eyes, feeling slightly better about the whole situation. I knew there was something else my husband wasn't telling me about Toph, but now wasn't the time to ask. My husband was as secretive as ever about the bond between us and always tried to evade any questions I asked.
But I would manage. I kept track of what I could remember of my dreams, as well as the brief daytime dreams I sometimes experienced, writing them in my journal as soon as I could after each event. To anyone reading it, it would probably seem an odd jumble of nonsense. But to me, these seemingly random entries held a meaning that I would eventually figure out, like a puzzle.
Instead of trying to push for them, I let them come, keeping my mind open, hoping these memories would flow in like water. All I had to do was keep at it, be patient, and invite as many of these... memories as I could. Meditation seemed to trigger them, so I would meditate while my husband was at Court or in bed, and sometimes be rewarded with a trickle of memory. Of course, he didn't know about the journal. No one did, and I kept it hidden. I had the feeling that if my husband knew of it, he would take it from me. I was determined to figure out why me asking about these memories or our bond bothered him so much.
“Good night, my love.” Zuko murmured as he snuggled up to me, his head nestled against my chest almost as if he were a little boy, much like Kuzon would do to me. I could not help but smile a little and let myself relax.
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Zuko
Suki and I were in my private audience chamber, talking about trade between Kyoshi and the Fire Nation.
“How Is Avatar Aang?” I asked at length, satisfied that the trading arrangement between my nation and Suki's island didn't need any modifications.
“As good as ever. He continues his duty to the world, and Kyoshi Island continues to help him in this duty.” she replied calmly. I nodded, understanding her message clearly. Avatar Aang's duty to the world and keeping balance between the four elements meant more than one task, and I was satisfied to know that things were going well. After all, the balance of the world had to be restored, and this meant more than just ending the War.
I stared across the table at the Kyoshian before me. Her shoulders were squared, her chin high. I deeply respected Sokka as an ally and comrade, and it made me happy to know that he had a good wife.
“I have a question to ask, Lord Zuko.” she asked.
“Go ahead.” I shrugged.
“Is your wife...” Here Suki paused. She swallowed before she spoke again. “Is it really her?”
I didn't speak for a moment.
“I'm sorry. I don't mean to intrude on your privacy or anything. Your wife is your choice, and I do like her. We've been sparring together as I teach her how the Kyoshians fight. But she looks so much like... And I get the feeling that she wonders if she knows me from somewhere else. And of course, there was Toph calling her Sugar Queen. She did that when we were traveling the Serpent's Road to Ba Sing Se all these years ago. It was so weird to hear Toph call her that yesterday.”
I let out a soft sigh.
“If you don't want me to talk about it...”
“That's right.” I replied, leaning back in my chair. “She doesn't remember anything. Agni brought her back to me, just as I prayed for. I am happy that the two of you are getting along so well, and you're free to spend as much time together as you want for the duration of your stay. But you are not to speak of this to her. Or anyone else.” I stated firmly.
“I understand.”
“This includes Sokka and the Avatar.” I replied. I wasn't sure how Sokka would even respond to the news. Better to spare him of the shock. As for Avatar Aang.... well, I didn't want him barging in here trying to see Katara.
“As you wish. Perhaps it is better that way.” Suki replied softly. I nodded.
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Katara
My stepmother was delighted to see all the gardens and orchards here. The seeds I had sent her last year had yielded mixed results. Some of the seeds didn't take too well to the cooler climate of Omashu, but some of the others had done well.
“You're so lucky to live in such a beautiful place.” An Mei said warmly, her eyes twinkling as she took in her surroundings.
“I am.” I replied calmly. We were alone, with a couple of my guards and a servant at a distance, giving us privacy for our conversation. Father was inside with Zuko, talking about trade routes and business.
“Are you happy here?” she asked. We had rarely been able to get a moment alone, due to the trial.
“Remember when you told me a long time ago that the greatest reward a wife could have was a loving and faithful husband?” I asked. A small smile graced her lips as she nodded.
“You were right, An Mei. At first, I was so angry with Zuko for bringing me here. But he was right. I don't know how he knew, but he did.” I said in a soft but warm tone, thinking about all the happiness we had together.
“And Kuzon looks so happy to be with you.” An Mei added. I had already introduced Kuzon to my parents, and vice versa.
“He needed a mother.” I replied softly. I felt An Mei's arm hook around my own.
“That's what I thought when I met you.” she shot back lightly. I laughed and nodded as we continued along the path.
“What is it like running the Palace?” she asked.
“Like running a house, only far bigger!” I shot back. I would be completely lost without Ging Lei and the leaders of various departments running the daily minutiae for me.
“You truly do look like a Fire Lady. You look so grand, sitting there in Court in your dragon robes, your chin high. It's almost as if you were born to it.”
“I wouldn't quite say that.” I said as I squeezed her arm gently. “I was so nervous at first! It took me a while to get used to it.”
Our conversation continued, and she asked me a few more questions about the Palace, the Fire Nation, and how I was with Zuko and Kuzon. I answered however I felt appropriate. First and foremost, I was Fire Lady, consort to one of the most powerful men in the world. Even around my parents, I could not change that. I was ever mindful of what I told them – not because I thought they would betray me or go around blabbing things – but as Fire Lady, I appreciated and valued my privacy as Zuko and Kuzon did. We kept our family life and personal details private. I shared with my stepmother some humorous stories, but nothing deeply personal. By now, I was so used to thinking about what I said to others that my stepmother was no exception.
The conversation turned to what was happening in Omashu. An Mei told me about what her family was up to. I heard about my cousins, and other anecdotes of family life. Finally, An Mei regarded me with a serious expression on our face.
“I have something to tell you, about your father and I.”
“You told me you were moving to the northern part of the Great Continent.”
“No. It's more than that. I... am pregnant.”
I stopped and stared at her. Of course my father loved my stepmother, and physical intimacy was something that they cherished.
“Your father and I have been trying for a while... and now with you gone, the house feels so empty..” An Mei finally said. I nodded slowly. I was expecting to feel jealous or angry, but strangely, I felt nothing. I had nothing to be jealous about. I was a married woman, with a child. I had a life of my own. My parents clearly loved me, and another child wouldn't change that. I was gone, and if they wanted another child to raise, who was I to object? My stepmother was staring at me expectantly.
“I will offer prayers to the spirits for a good pregnancy.” I said warmly, a small smile on my face. She smiled back, and we continued walking, now talking about gardening.
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Zuko
I was quiet as I watched Katara and one of Suki's girls spar together, Suki giving out a pointer or two to my wife. She was obviously enjoying herself, immersing herself into this as much as she would in her Waterbending or combat training. While not as adept with a fan as she was with a knife or other weapon due to her short time with the Kyoshians, she was doing well. I held back a smile as I observed her lithe form twisting this way and that as she dodged and parried the other woman's attacks, her hands flicking as she used her fans.
A fine sheen of sweat covered both of them when the match was over, and Katara's servants moved forward to offer both women towels. Both of them patted their faces before moving off the mat and sitting down for a cool up of tea, the glow of a exercise well done evident on their faces and bodies. I couldn't help but want my wife right then and there, and held back a smirk as I remembered the times when sparring had led to lovemaking.
“Perhaps the Fire Lord will honor me with a spar?” Suki asked, her head bowed slightly as she looked at me. I nodded, welcoming a chance to combat with someone who practiced a different art.
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Katara
I had successfully managed to avoid Toph thus far for the two days after our fight in the mud. My guards were instructed to keep a watch and alert me if she was anywhere near, and when I got messages asking for my company, I always declined with some sort of excuse. Perhaps, if she had wanted to apologize, I'd consider talking with her. But none of her requests indicated a thing, and I saw no reason to expose myself to further provocation.
And the next day, she and Suki would be leaving. I'd miss Suki and her girls, and Adi too, but I would be happy to not have to worry about hiding from Toph either.
Shortly before lunch, one of the Fire Lord's servants approached me with the message that I was to join my husband for a luncheon. I was glad to obey the message and came out to one of the pavilions near the Palace, where it bordered one of the small streams. It was a pleasant place, and was good for entertaining guests, or meditation. With a smile, I climbed up the steps – and paused for a moment as I saw Toph. Zuko was staring at me calmly, and I narrowed my eyes at him as I walked up, for it was too late to turn back around. With a perfunctory bow, I sat down, determined to keep my cool even as I continued glaring at Zuko to show my displeasure. I had told him several times – in no uncertain terms – that I wanted nothing to do with Toph whenever he brought her up.
“How are you?” Toph asked sweetly. I fixed my eyes on her, even though I knew she could not see my glare.
“I am well.” I said simply, volunteering nothing more as servants came forth and set the table before retreating. I took very little onto my plate, making it clear that I did not intend to stay very long. Unless the Fire Lord made a direct order for me to stay – one I wasn't sure I would obey – I would make up some excuse and leave.
It was just the three of us, and I felt rather uncomfortable sitting with my husband and his former lover. I had never met any of Zuko's former concubines or lovers, and never asked him who they were.
“Lovely day, isn't it?” my husband asked, clearly trying to set us into a conversation. I ignored him as I ate a small dumpling.
“It's nice how warm the weather is here. I can walk barefoot just fine, and not have to worry about being cold. It's a difficult choice, shoes or icy toes.” Toph responded lightly, eating her food carefully. I couldn't imagine what it was like to not be able to see what you were eating, but she managed nicely, feeling around carefully with her fingers or chopsticks. The Fire Lord looked at me expectantly, and I shot him another glare, remaining silent as I sipped some tea.
“At least we're all able to enjoy ourselves and this weather, now that the trial is over.” Zuko replied. To be frank, he sucked at small talk. It was actually one of the things I liked about him. When we talked, it was meaningful, and the silences between us were usually warm and comfortable.
“It's still a little hard to believe that he did all that. But then, some people never grow up.” she replied primly. Yeah, you're a prime example of that, I wanted to say, but bit that comment back with another mouthful of tea.
“Aren't you going to join me in bashing him?” Toph asked as she 'looked' in my direction. It was indeed fun to do so. I had talked about him to An Mei, Hana, and Suki after they asked me questions about him, and they laughed when I told them how he snored, or how he was fussy about certain things, things that I remembered from Omashu and were further reinforced from what I saw on his ship. To be honest, I was surprised he could even dress himself, given the attention that he demanded from his servants.
“No.” I replied shortly, determined to give Toph nothing to work with.
“From what I heard that guy did, you have nothing bad to say to him?”
“Such an unpleasant topic needs not to be discussed in polite company.” I replied pointedly.
“Fine. What should we talk about?” she asked brusquely. I said nothing and glanced over at Zuko. I'd be dammed if I added anything to the conversation. I wanted to be away from Toph as quickly as possible and do something more pleasant, like having a tooth pulled.
“I'm sure you have something to say to my wife.” the Fire Lord stated pointedly as he glanced over at Toph. Oh spirits, I had to keep myself from rolling my eyes.
“I didn't come here to listen to a forced apology.” I stated as I rose to my feet. My husband reached out to grasp my sleeve, and I tried to shake him off, but his grip was firm.
“No one could make me apologize for anything.” Toph replied with a small laugh. “Though it did take me a while to realize how upset you were about what I said and did.”
Oh, there were so many things I could say to that, but again I chose to remain silent. I looked down at my husband for a moment before resolutely looking away.
“You want to say something snarky, don't you?” Toph observed. I ignored her as again I tried to tug my sleeve free of my husband's grip, reaching up with my other hand to pry and poke sharply at his fingers.
“How come it is that you welcome my daughter to your audience, but not me?” she asked mock sweetly, obviously determined to get a response from me.
“Maybe it's because Adi's always treated me with respect, so I treat her the same. I feel sorry for her, having a mother like you.” I responded in the same kind of sweet tone, managing to release myself from Zuko's grip with an especially vicious poke. It was fun to see Adi and Kuzon play together or take walks, and despite my feelings about Toph and her relationship with Zuko, I most certainly wasn't petty enough to take it out on the girl. She had even apologized to me for her mother's behavior, telling me that her mother was that way with just about anyone, though I was the first person she had seen Toph wrestle in the mud with. I had quickly shushed her, telling her that I had no desire to talk about it.
Having successfully removed myself from Zuko, I shot him a last glare before I backed away, starting to climb down the steps. I know the comment about her daughter had been spiteful, but there was only so much I could take.
“Hey. Wait.” I heard Toph call out after me. I continued walking. Zuko didn't say anything. Soon enough, I heard rapid footsteps as Toph caught up to me.
“Hey, I just want to talk. Why don't we take a stroll along one of the garden paths?”
“No.” I replied shortly.
“Isn't it rude for a hostess to deny a simple request from a guest?” she shot back.
“And isn't it more rude to pull your hostess into a mud-fight?” I sharply retorted. She merely smirked and I moved away. Again she caught up to me.
“Why do you have to be such a...” Had we been mere peasant women, I'd have been all too happy to say 'bitch', and get into a catfight with her.
“Shrew? Virago? Bitch?” Toph supplied.
“Sure.” I replied sarcastically.
“It was either that or be the good little girl my parents wanted me to be.”
“And what's wrong with being a good girl?” I asked. “Being a lady has its benefits.”
“Not when you have parents like mine.” Toph replied with a scoff.
“They were bad?” I asked, unable to hold back my curiosity.
“No. They loved me. But damn, they were overprotective! You should have heard the way Dad talked about me to the servants when I was little. 'Now, be sure to keep an eye on Toph so that she doesn't hurt herself! She's blind, and so fragile and helpless! Blow on her soup so she doesn't burn her tongue! Keep her on the garden paths so she doesn't trip over a plant! Hold her hand when she uses the stairs so she doesn't fall! Attend to her when she bathes so she doesn't drown!' Believe me, it got old after a while. Hell, my parents were so intent on protecting me that they didn't even let the world know they had a daughter. They never took me outside the walls of our estate.” Her voice had dropped lower while in what was clearly a imitation of her father's voice. I had to hold back a laugh at this. I had seen her move around the Palace grounds with ease. She had come with a couple of servants for Adi and herself, but like me, she did not rely on them as many nobles would have done.
“And my Earthbending teacher... all he did was teach me breathing exercises and basic Earthbending moves. He didn't even know that I knew more about Earthbending than him!”
“How did you know more than him?” I asked.
“One day, I ran away. There was a cave not far away from home and I went in there. I was a little scared, since it was my first time away from home. But even then, I wasn't helpless. I was already able to see some through the earth. And then a badger-mole found me. He was blind like me, but he got around just fine. I learned to hone my other sight, and learned more Earthbending than most Earthbenders ever do in their lives. Sure, I can't read, or see colors or details. But hey, I did just fine for myself, didn't I?”
“If you were part of Avatar Aang's army and helped bring down the Fire Lord's army, then I'm inclined to agree.” I conceded.
“Yeah. But the point is, so many people think that just because I'm blind, I'm helpless and need people to lead me around. I had to... be tough to show them that I wasn't. When my dad found out that I was secretly competing in Earthbending tournaments, he still insisted on protecting me, telling me that I would have more guards around. That's when I joined the Avatar and taught him Earthbending.”
“But you still didn't have to be so rude to me.” I pointed out, refusing to be distracted by her story.
“After leaving home and enjoying my freedom, I wanted people to see me as the strong person I was. Being blind didn't make it easy, so I had to use my mouth. Old habits die hard, I guess.” she replied. I was silent as we continued walking.
“Do you normally call people Sugar Queen?” I asked after a while.
“No. There was only one person I ever called that. You just reminded me of her.”
“Really?” I asked softly, surprised at the soft and thoughtful tone of her voice.
“She was strong and protective, and she was part of Avatar Aang's group. I had no siblings, and it was kinda hard to be part of a group at first. She and I fought a lot because we came from different upbringings. But I saw that she just wanted to take care of everyone. She was motherly, and it felt a little weird at first. But she was also like a big sister.” Toph 'looked' down at the ground as we continued walking. “She came through for me when I was feeling bad, and we became good friends.”
“What happened to her?” I gently prompted. She was silent for several long moments.
“...She died.” Toph whispered. The sadness in her voice was unmistakable, and I said nothing, unsure of what would be appropriate to say at the moment. My husband had never told me about another girl in Avatar Aang's group. I wondered if I could ask my husband about it.
“You cared about her a lot, didn't you?” I finally asked. With a slight nod, Toph turned her head in my direction.
“She was the best friend I ever had.”
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Zuko
I was quiet as Katara slid into my bed, snuggling under the covers. After Toph chased after Katara and the two of them started talking, I decided to leave them alone. And fortunately, I got no reports of them fighting.
“Come here.” I whispered, holding out an arm. Without hesitation, she did so. She didn't seem angry or upset, so I took that to mean that she and Toph had mended things. Her curves were warm against my body, and I let out a slow breath, hugging her tightly as I inhaled the faint scent of her warmth.
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Katara
I was sad to see my parents leave, but we all knew it was coming. My father bowed to the Fire Lord respectfully, and Zuko returned the bow. An Mei and I exchanged tearful hugs before my father did the same with me. It had been so wonderful to see my parents, and despite the circumstances of their coming, it was a visit that I would always cherish in my memories. They could see that I was happy here, and had no reason to worry about me. I wished them the best of luck in their move and An Mei's pregnancy.
“And don't forget, you're always more than welcome to Kyoshi!” Suki said with a smile as she swept me up into a friendly hug, something I welcomed amidst all the stiff formality in Court due to my role. Her girls smiled at me, and I waved to them, this gesture returned to me merrily.
“Good-bye, Lady Miumi.” Adi regarded me with solemnity as she looked up at me. I knew that technically, this girl was my stepdaughter, and I would do my part in making her feel like a part of the family. I smiled as I looked down at her.
“May you have a safe journey back home, Lady Adi.” I replied with an equal amount of seriousness. She smiled a little. When Zuko said goodbye to her, he drew her into a tight hug, and I watched the two of them hold onto each other for several long moments before finally letting go.
He and Toph bowed to one another. I was silent as the Earthbender approached me.
“Thank you for your hospitality... Lady Miumi.” Toph said as she gave me the same bow that she gave the Fire Lord. I felt Zuko's eyes on us as the Earthbender surprised me with a gentle hug.
“I wish you all the happiness you deserve. Take care.” she whispered before drawing away.
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Katara
Ever since I had seen Kysh in Court, I could not stop thinking about him. Kamas had been keeping him in the Palace City dungeon for his safety, until it was decided what to do for him. He was far too young to take care of himself, and the situation was exacerbated by his limp. I had asked the guards to keep Kysh in custody and to keep him comfortable until I could decide what to do. Now that all of our guests had just left and life had settled back into its normal routine, I knew what to do.
The guards bowed as I approached, and I was led to the soldier's dormitory where Kysh was being kept.
“He was just out for a walk. He's resting now.” the guard accompanying me informed me before he opened the door for me. I was happy to see that he was kept comfortable as requested. His mat and blankets were clean, and remnants of what looked like a healthy meal sat near the door of the room. A chest sat in the corner with clean clothes and extra bedding. I saw a few books near a lamp, and the boy himself looked none the worse for wear. The guards told me that he had caused no trouble at all, and was polite and cooperative.
A stool was set down for me, and I sat down, looking at the boy who was lying on top of his blankets. It had taken him a lot of courage to come to Kamas about what he knew, and I was determined to reward him, and to make up for what he had to endure at the hands of the Iyashiis. How dare they take advantage of a poor boy's unfortunate situation!
“My lady!” Kysh gasped and quickly climbed off the mat, kowtowing to me. I did not stop him from doing so, because as Fire Lady I needed to observe protocols. However, when he had finished his kowing, I motioned for him to sit down, so he didn't have to remain on the floor.
“I trust that you have been comfortable.” I said calmly as I looked down at him.
“I've been fed better here than I was at... well, there, and I also feel safer. The guards have been nice to me.”
“That's good to know, since you're not a criminal. And since you're not one, you're not to be kept here.”
“What... will happen to me, my lady?” Kysh asked, his eyes wide with anxiety. Here he was fed and kept warm and clean, with books to read and no fear of being beaten or reprimanded.
“That is up to you.” I said kindly, “But first... I need to know where you got the courage to go to Kamas with what you knew. It was dangerous.”
“It was.” Kysh admitted with a firm nod. “But... I couldn't let them get away with it. I figured that what could happen to me wasn't much worse than what already did. I am a orphan, my lady. No one wants to adopt one, especially with a limp. But I was there at the tea party, Lady Hau was yelling at me, and I saw you look at us. You looked so angry at Lady Hau, and then when you looked at me, I saw that you felt bad for the mean words that she said to me, and you lectured her on being kind to others. And your servant looked happy to serve you. I knew that I would never forget the kindness in your eyes.” Here Kysh looked down, almost shyly as he continued, “When I overheard the plan about you, I was... angry. That they would want to hurt someone as kind as you...”
I found myself deeply touched by his words, and had to blink back tears.
“Kysh, your good deed will not go unrewarded. I have already set aside money in a trust for you. But the fact remains that you need a place to stay, someone to take care of you.”
“Who would want to take care of me?”
“Kamas and his wife.” I replied softly.
“I... I am not worthy!” he said quickly, though I saw his eyes fill with hope.
“How are you not worthy? Because of what you did, justice has been served. You put yourself at great risk for me. And you deserve a good home.” I replied softly. Kysh looked as if he might actually cry.
“Kamas and Peony have no children of their own, and I know they want one. I would be your patron, but they would legally adopt you as their son. You would receive the same schooling as any other high-born child, and have the chance to go to University if you so desire. Kamas really likes you, and he would be proud to be your father. I am close friends with both of them, and I know they would treat you as their own.”
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Kamas and Peony were sitting in the front parlor of their townhouse, tea and snacks already set on the table for all of us. They looked up as I entered, Kysh at my side.
“Hello, Kysh. I'm Peony. I saw you in Court, but we were never properly introduced.” Peony rose from her seat, approaching Kysh with open arms. The boy let himself be pulled in her embrace as Kamas watched.
I would have been willing to adopt Kysh myself, but I was happy when Kamas came to me with the idea that he adopt the boy. Kysh would have a more normal life, and Peony did not have the duties of Fire Lady, so she could spend more time being a parent. Besides, I knew how much she and Kamas wanted a child.
Kamas rose to his feet and approached his wife and new adopted son. “Welcome to the family. Are you ready to see your new home?”
“Yes, sir!”
“I am your father now, you don't have to call me sir.” He smiled down at Kysh.
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Zuko
It was summer's end. We had been married for a year. And what a year it had been! But the trials we had only served to strengthen our bond and let us grow closer. In a way, it was what we both needed. Katara didn't have her memories, so I had to win her heart again. And in doing so, I was able to heal the emotional pain I had when I lost Katara, and realize that I needed to be a true father to my son.
I smiled faintly to myself as I surveyed what was before me. The low table in my parlor was set for our meal, which was to be an assortment of light food and sweet wines, to be finished with a small volcano-cake. It would be no good to fill our stomachs with heavy victuals, especially with what I had in mind for tonight. A bowl of firelilies graced the center of the table, and a couple more were in my bedchamber, waiting to be enjoyed. These were the very last firelilies of summer, and I had ordered my gardeners to go out and gather each and every last of the surviving ones they could find, as I had done the year before for our wedding night.
As I sat there in contemplation, I heard a soft knock on the door.
“Come in.” I stated, knowing exactly who it was. My son opened the door just enough to admit his own small body before slipping through and closing it quietly before him. We exchanged the proper greetings before he came to sit down at the table. I saw the excitement in his eyes, and had to hold back a smile. We had talked about a certain matter today at lunch, just the two of us while Katara was off doing other things.
“Remember, don't say anything until I bring it up.” I whispered. He nodded eagerly.
“I am excited, my lord. But I will wait.”
My wife was not long in coming, and she looked lovely in the blue and black robe that I had gifted to her this morning. The smile on her face was radiant as she regarded the two of us, and after greeting us, she came to sit down with us. In her ears were gold and sapphire earrings, and her hairpins and comb matched. I couldn't help but think of one of the nicknames for her that went around Court – one that I approved of – the Azure Consort. No matter what Katara wore, her blue eyes stood out, and her beauty was spoken of amongst the nobles.
Katara glanced at Kuzon curiously for a moment as she noticed the excitement in his eyes, but my son volunteered nothing. Dinner went smoothly, and Katara and I shared our cake, even feeding the other a couple of bites as Kuzon enjoyed his own little cake. Her eyes were alight with happiness, and I knew mine were too.
“Happy anniversary, my lord.” Katara stated happily as I poured us some wine.
“And to you too, my love and lady.” I replied, lifting her hand up and kissing it.
“Happy anniversary to you both!” Kuzon piped up. Katara laughed softly and shot him a brilliant smile.
“You and I talked about something last year.” I pulled out the contract that we had signed a year ago on this date. She glanced down at it and back up at me. “What is your decision?” Even though I knew her answer, I wanted to hear it from her.
“I love you, and I want to be with you.”
“I love you too.” I touched a corner of the paper to the candle on the table and dropped it on a golden plate, letting it burn.
“Kuzon and I have something to ask you.” I said as I glanced at Kuzon for a moment before I looked back at Katara.
“I know that you already see Kuzon as your son and he calls you Mama. But... I would like for you to adopt him officially.” I said. Doing so would add some strength to Katara's position in Court. Should something happen to me – Agni forbid – Katara's position would not be usurped. She would legally remain Kuzon's mother, and would be part of the small council of regents that I had already handpicked – a group including Jeong Jeong, Piandao, Sylid, and Kamas – in the event of my unlikely passing. No one could expel her from Court as long as she remained the Imperial Mother, and with the backing of the other regents, who had already promised me their support of her, she would remain safe, and Kuzon would protect her as well. His love for his stepmother – no, mother – was clear. There was no doubt that Katara would remain here in Sozun to guide and love Kuzon. Of course, I had no desire for such a situation to become necessary, but if there was one thing I had learned, it was to plan ahead.
Not only that, but it would strengthen her ties to Court, whether or not I was here, and it would strengthen her own ties to me. Her name was already in the Imperial Records as my consort, but it would be entered again as mother to the next Fire Lord. It was not unheard of for a wife to adopt the children of her husband's concubines, especially if said concubine was dead.
“Adopt?” Katara asked, looking slightly puzzled. “Haven't I already taken Kuzon into my heart?”
“Of course you have, and you know how that gladdens me.” I said softly, reaching out to caress her cheek. “But why not make it official? It would strengthen your ties to both of us.”
Kuzon clambered around the table and looked up at Katara, grabbing hold of her sleeves gently.
“Mama, please become my Honored Mother. It would gladden me greatly. I am your loyal son.” Kuzon pleaded, his voice soft but firm as he looked up at her. Her face softened visibly, and she cupped his little face with her hands.
“How could I say no to such a request?” she asked softly, before she drew him into her lap for a hug.
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Katara
After the dishes were cleared away and the Prince put to bed, the Fire Lord and I sat in his bathtub, relaxing and soaking as he gently washed my back. When he was done, I leaned back against him, settling between his legs as he wrapped his arms around me. I could not help but think of the events of the past year. There had been turbulent moments, of that there was no doubt. But there were also happy moments. And now, I would not trade the Fire Lord for anyone else. I smiled as he hugged me more tightly, savoring the heat that surrounded us as we enjoyed these quiet moments.
After we were dried and robed for the night, my husband sat me on the edge of the bed, smiling down at me gently.
“Stay here. I have something to give you.” He ran his fingers down my cheek and jawline before he retreated to his study.
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Zuko
In my study – and throughout my apartment – there were several panels hidden within the walls and ornamental carvings, used for Fire Lords who desired to hide important documents or other treasures. Most of them, I had put in a few gold coins and pieces of paper with useless and false information on them, to use as decoys should anyone ever sneak into here and figure out how to open the panels. No one had done so.
But there was one panel, far better hidden than the others and hard to get to, even if one knew where to look. It was within this hidden corner in my study that I kept my most valuable treasures. There was a teacup that had been Uncle's favorite, Great-Grandfather Sozin's hairpin – the one he had worn as Prince and given to Avatar Roku – several pieces of Mother's jewelry and a lock of her hair, the White Lotus tiles that belonged to Uncle and myself, and Katara's old necklace. Sometimes I felt guilty about having stolen the necklace off Katara before her brother took her to the South Pole for burial, but I needed to have something of hers. A few other mementos were stored here, and the gift that I had gotten for Katara several weeks ago.
I pulled out the small velvet bag, containing the gift before closing the panel and locking it. I returned to my bedroom and turned the lamp to its highest flame, so she could see the gift better. She glanced up at me curiously as I opened the bag, pulling out a thin silver band. The pendant that hung from it shone under the lamplight, and I heard her give out a soft gasp.
I had thought about what I could give her as a gift. She already had so much, including her own garden and pond and a generous allowance, but I wanted my gift to have meaning. And then I thought about the Water Tribe customs regarding a necklace, and decided to base my gift off that.
I was no master carver, but settled for the next best thing. Several months ago, I had invited several jewelers and gemstone dealers, closely examining the stones they sold. I wanted to choose a special one. Diamonds, rubies, and other stones of the highest quality were flashed before my eyes. It seemed that I was shown every precious stone that could be mined from the ground before I finally saw the stone I desired. It was a black moonstone – not as precious as a diamond or ruby – but perfect for what I had in mind. Sometimes it was called a sunstone, in contrast with its paler counterpart, but it could flash as brilliantly as a moonstone. The particular one that caught my eye had flashes of intense red and blue, and at once I knew it was perfect.
I had it set in a silver pendant and put on a flexible silver cord, not as tight as a collar, but almost as snug so that the stone would rest comfortably just below her collarbones.
“I wanted to have something made. Just for you, as a special gift from me. I looked and looked until I saw this stone, and I knew it was perfect to symbolize our bond.” I said with a smile as she touched the stone. My hands quickly undid the clasp and I placed it around her neck. It looked just right on her, and I was supremely pleased with my decision as I saw the flashes in the stone when she fingered the pendant.
“Come on. Let's go see how you look.” I said as I took her hand, tugging her off the bed. Together, we stood in front of the mirror, and Katara smiled sweetly as she touched the stone.
“It is perfect, Zuko.” Katara murmured softly as she glanced at my reflection.
“Only the best for my phoenix.” I whispered, placing a kiss on her temple, making my desire known.
“My dragon takes such good care of me.” she shot back lightly, blushing in pleasure.
“And why shouldn't I?” I responded, leading her back to the bed.
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