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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 74
Zuko leaned forward around Katara to address the members of the dais, “Admirals and Generals, I hope you do not mind, but since this is such a grand occasion I have commandeered your kitchen staff to serve the private reserve from your ships as well as depleted the stock on the Ursa so that each and every crew member with us can share this momentous victory. I have made arrangements for the bottles be replenished once we reach the Earth Kingdom.”
The crewmen cheered and Admiral Liang laughed heartily. The Prince was shrewd; the support of one general paled in comparison to that of a thousand soldiers. Any leader who complained about the prince’s generosity would lose the respect of those serving beneath them.
At Zuko’s direction the servers placed a single chocolate cherry cordial on a small doily in front of every guest except Katara and poured everyone a flute of champagne. There were two candies on the doily placed in front of her; one was a white chocolate covered cherry and the other was a white chocolate truffle.
When everyone was served, Zuko raised his glass, “To Lady Katara of the Fire Nation, without her generous gift and the sacrifice her lovely phoenix this evening would not be possible.”
He lifted the chocolate covered cherry, took a bite allowing the red and white juices to drip freely from his mouth before dropping it into his champagne flute. He greedily licked his lips and took a drink. All the men in the room repeated the action; the women who knew nothing of the custom, quickly caught on to what it symbolized and did the same.
Zuko pressed his champagne glass to Katara’s lips and she drank from it as he kissed her neck. He whispered in her ear, “May the unfurled wings of your phoenix always flutter so wonderfully around my dragon,” before giving her a passionate kiss on the lips as the room burst into loud whoops and catcalls.
The cherry and its cream filled surrounding had turned the liquid in the champagne glass a sickening shade of pink. It looked just like the mixture of blood and semen that dripped from her the night she lost her virginity. Little brown pieces of chocolate floating in the glass reminded her of the skin that had been rubbed off her labia due to his roughness.
Zuko whispered in her ear, “When I make the next two toasts you do the same thing. First bite the one to your left and put it in your glass. When I make the second toast put the other one in your mouth and let it melt.”
Katara lowered her head and nodded blinking back her tears.
Zuko raised his voice again, “This next toast is normally made by the closest male relative immediately afterwards, but sadly I do not have any present nor the eloquence necessary to repeat the words that were spoken by Uncle Iroh so I’ll simply make a toast to thank the wonderful woman who made me a man.”
“May she always be blessed by Agni so that his light may shine on her throughout her travels. She will have always my gratitude for making me a man and a place on my soaring dragon should our paths intersect once more before I make it to the spirit world.” Zuko lifted his glass and yelled, “To the woman who received my first sowing!”
Katara lifted the white chocolate cherry and took a bite of it then let the other drop into the glass. She lifted it and took a drink. It tasted different than Zuko’s. The melted white chocolate, cream filling and half of cherry also looked remarkably like blood tainted semen.
Zuko lifted his glass and took a drink as did all the room’s occupants. He waited until the din died down and lifted Katara’s hand which bore his signet, “To Katara, my lovely concubine, you are the reason my dragon rises. Your beauty is above comparison every woman I have ever seen pales in its shadow. You entertain me with your wit, engage me with your conversation, and amuse me with your actions. I will never grow bored with you. You inspire me to be a better man. I will forever thank Agni for allowing me to make you mine. You delight me in so many ways. My dragon will forever soar and its eggs will never run dry so long as it comes to rest inside your cavern.”
Zuko kissed her hand again and raised his glass, “To Lady Katara of the Fire Nation and our everlasting pleasure.”
Katara placed the second candy in her mouth and startled. It was divine. In spite of her upset she was unable to suppress an appreciative hum as it melted into a myriad of rich and succulent flavors.
Zuko downed his remaining champagne and allowed the last half of his candy to fall into his mouth. He clasped Katara’s chin in his hand and tilted her face towards his. He sealed his mouth over hers and coaxed her lips apart. His hand slid behind her neck pulling her closer, deepening the kiss as his probing tongue forced the candies in their mouths to mingle. He wasn’t expecting Katara’s tongue to snake its way into his mouth, moving with equal fervor as she sought more of the candies’ mixed flavors. They parted breathlessly; each of their mouths holding a remnant of the cherry that had been in Zuko’s mouth. He was first to regain his composure.
He whisper huskily against her lips, “Make a toast to me, Katara. You still have half of my cherry in your glass.”

Katara pulled away and looked at the glass and the people looking expectantly at her. She lifted the champagne flute, “A toast to the man who irrevocably altered my life.”
“Prince Zuko, I can only hope that one day I will be able to thank you for all that you have done to me and for me. It is my one desire that you reap the seeds you’ve sown and are blessed to experience all the ways you turned me from an innocent girl into what I am today. It is my greatest wish that your dragon will be in my hands as you depart from this life. I pray that that the spirits have enough mercy on my soul so that if we die side by side I will be able to have the joy of gazing upon your face in repose before I begin my final journey,” Katara said before lifting the flute and imbibing the tainted liquid.
The candied fruit was bitter in her mouth after the white chocolate’s sweetness. She closed her eyes fighting back tears when Zuko leaned in to share the bittersweet morsel with her.
The onlookers, who had been unsure of what to make of Katara’s toast, cheered at the kiss. This time Zuko held her head in his hands so she wouldn’t pull away. He battled her tongue fiercely chasing the cherry and grating it against both of their teeth. When they finally broke apart their mouths were empty but their lips were swollen and stained red with cherry juice.
Zuko interlaced his fingers with Katara’s and picked up the glass the steward had refilled. “Normally this is where the happy couple receives well wishes for many strong sons and healthy daughters as well as family heirlooms or bank accounts to pass onto them. Lady Katara and I are not married and she is not my betrothed so she will not be the woman to bear my heirs. Instead it is our great honor to share our well wishes for your families’ prosperity and provide a voucher issued in your name for a gold coin from our personal vaults to the crew of the Ursa and the cruisers protecting us to show our support for those who are the cornerstone of our great nation.”
He echoed Katara’s sentiment to raucous cheers, “May we flourish in heaven or rot in hell together.”
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