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Prompt #6: History
The Fire Lord and his Lady (According to Councilman Satori)
The archives room, a huge circular chamber lined floor to ceiling with shelves upon shelves containing both bound volumes and scrolls, caught fire one hundred years to the day after the death of Fire Lady Mai. It wan't part of the palace proper, but belonged to Capitol City University, a school founded by Fire Lord Zuko and his wife, Mai. Said school, open to anyone who wanted to study, and only charging nominal fees, sat on a huge green space not far from the palace grounds.
The fire had not been set maliciously. A student, thrilled to be allowed into the archives, for it was a semi restricted area, read far too late into the night. He fell asleep and knocked over his lantern. He shouldn't have been using one at all, for there was something called electricity now and all the university's rooms were illuminated by this wonderful invention. But he was a history buff of the most extraordinary kind, and insisted on occasionally paying homage to some of the old ways.
It was a nation of firebenders and enough of them arrived at the scene in time to save most of the structure itself, along with the distraught student. But the paper, some of it centuries old, went up quickly and much of it was damaged beyond any hope of repair. Making facsimiles would be impossible. There were bits of paper, containing a few words, maybe a sentence, and even more rarely, an entire paragraph, scattered about the archives. There was no way of knowing what piece came from where or when. It was a disaster of historical proportions.
The student's name was Shinta and as punishment for his carelessness, he was put on the clean up crew. Eager to make up for his foolishness in the only way he could, young Shinta spent all day and half the night cleaning and sorting and organizing.
"We're leaving for the night," one of the other men called. "Can we trust you here? You don't have another lantern hidden away, do you?" He laughed loudly then and clapped another worker on the back. "Idiot," he muttered under his breath and closed the door behind him.
Shinta ignored the man. He already felt terrible enough. He was wracked with guilt, in fact, and would spend the remainder of his life, which as it turned out would be quite long, doing historical research, translating the old Fire Nation tongue on ancient documents that survived and even making some discoveries of his own.
He made one such discovery in the university archives a few days after the fire.

The industrious young man spotted the bit of paper late one night, after everyone had already left. It was stuck behind a grate having drifted there during the fire. Shinta couldn't quite reach it and the damn thing was driving him crazy. He searched the archives for some tools; a screw driver would do nicely, but could only find a chisel. He pried the grate off the wall (What was a bit more damage? This was for the sake of history!) and stuck his hand inside. He cried out triumphantly as soon as his fingers touched the bit of paper. Pulling it out, he set it carefully down in a little box he carried with him for that very purpose.
Stroking his black beard, Shinta thought for a moment. The little area behind the grate was a wonderful hiding spot. Maybe someone had actually put something back there on purpose. He got excited then, stuck his hand back in, and felt around some more. He grinned and laughed when his fingertips grazed something more substantial than a wisp of paper. He almost fell over when he pulled out a thick volume, written in tidy characters by someone named Councilman Satori.
"That was one of Fire Lord Zuko's councilmen, well, until he got rid of him. But Satori served for the first five years of Zuko's reign; from 167 years ago to 162 years ago. This is incredible."
Shinta began to read.
I've never seen anything like it. The two of them, they disgrace the nation and the royal family with their flagrant displays of affection. Just this morning, during a very important meeting, and I stress, very important, Fire Lord Zuko whispered something to that harlot of a wife, gave her this love sick look that made me want to vomit, and then held her hand. He held her hand during a meeting. I knew then that things would never be the same.
The student shook his head. What was the big deal? They loved each other. Everyone, even people today knew that. He flipped forward a few pages.
Today's session was an all day one. We got a break half way through, of course, and Councilman Hito, a fine man, accompanied me out into the gardens where we ate our boxed lunches. The day was sunny and warm; perfect Fire Nation weather. As I was about to take a bite of my rice ball, I spotted the Fire Lord and his 'Lady'. They stood beneath the apple tree, arms coiled around each other. His hand was actually touching her backside and they kissed, long and deep, with no thought to who might be around. I threw the rest of my lunch to the birds.
Shinta couldn't help but laugh then. "I wish they were Fire Lord and Fire Lady now," he declared. "I would love to have seen them." He flipped ahead again, wanting to get a feel for the entire journal.
I was on my way home, walking through the palace corridors after a long day of hard work. I don't get paid enough to put up with everything I put up with. Moaning was emanating from one of the alcoves. I thought that perhaps someone had hurt himself. So I walked closer. The moaning continued. I called out 'Are you hurt?' but no one replied. I wish that I had ignored it. Fire Lord Zuko and Mai were in the alcove, jammed together like fish caught in a net. His hand was on her ****** and her hand was on his ******. They writhed like animals, completely oblivious of all that surrounded them. I couldn't look either of them in the eye for days.
Letting the book rest on his lap, Shinta exploded with laughter. He ran a hand through his short dark hair and scrubbed at his face. This journal was a real piece of work. The young man gave himself a few moments to calm down. He lay back on the floor and stared up at the fire damaged ceiling. Guilt hit him again and he grew suddenly serious. With a sigh, he sat up and continued his reading.
She's pregnant now, that harlot. At least something has come of all their sexual congress. The brat is due in about four months and the Fire Lord dotes on her sickeningly. I've seen him rubbing her growing belly, crooning and kissing her. She's heavy with child, for Agni's sake, and she's still insatiable.
The child arrived, a healthy son, thank Agni for something. She had the audacity to nurse the infant where people might see. And the Fire Lord, he was sitting right there, and said nothing. He looked absolutely besotted instead, both with the child and its mother. I can't take much more of this. It has become too much.
Young Ryu is only three months old and what do I see? Yes, the Fire Lord and the Fire Lady sneaking kisses and gropes in a side room. She's produced an heir. Too bad she wouldn't leave now, so the Fire Lord could concentrate better on his actual work. Far too often I see him staring off dreamily. I know he's thinking about her. And Mai, it's like she can't get enough of him. She pops into his office with the child or without, just to say 'hello', and give him a kiss on the cheek, as if that couldn't wait until the appropriate time. I long for the old days, the days of Ozai and Azulon, when wives stayed in the background where they belonged.
Shinta was shocked by that last entry. If he recalled correctly, there was an attempt on the Fire Lady's life around that time. Could it have been Satori? He was fired shortly after. Perhaps the Fire Lord and Fire Lady suspected the councilman. Hmm, that was an interesting tidbit indeed. Fire Nation historians would die to get their hands on this journal. Perhaps he had made up a tiny bit for some of the damage and loss he had caused.

The journal found its way into the proper hands and Shinta was commended for his discovery. In fact, the current Fire Lord, who had read the journal, asked to meet with the young man. Shinta was beside himself with excitement. He would get to meet the descendent of Fire Lord Zuko and Fire Lady Mai, the most romantic couple in history, as far as he was concerned.
A guard ushered him into the leader's surprisingly simple office. Shinta bowed deeply as soon as he stepped inside. His knees shook and his palms were damp with sweat. Discreetly, he wiped them off on his trousers.
"Have a seat, Shinta. Tea is coming shortly, a flavor that my great, great, great, great grandmother Mai preferred. It's lemon green tea and it's delicious. Don't be nervous." The Fire Lord smiled warmly, putting Shinta at ease. "I want to thank you for finding Councilman Satori's journal. Though hateful, it still gives me more of an insight into the relationship between Fire Lord Zuko and Fire Lady Mai. I only hope that one day I can enjoy a relationship as passionate."
Shinta looked into the kind brown eyes of Fire Lord Taeko and gave an answering smile. "That would be wonderful, wouldn't it. They were an extraordinary pair. Theirs was one of history's great romances."
"Indeed," Fire Lord Taeko replied. The leader got up from the chair and walked to the window, staring out at the gardens, deep in thought.
"Is everything all right?" Shinta ventured.
The Fire Lord turned around and beamed at the student. "Just fine." She was beautiful too, but not nearly as beautiful as Fire Lady Mai.
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