A week has past and Azula feels as if she has changed. She felt slightly 더 많이 concern and kindness for people who she normally wouldn't care about. One 일 some 불, 화재 nation guards were attacking a family. It was a single mother with two children. She couldn't pay her bills to the 불, 화재 nation so they decided to take away her children. She tried to get them back but they held her back.

Jet saw this and ran right to them to help but they grabbed him and were going to kill him. Azula saw this and wasn't sure what to do. Her mission was about to be complete but she just couldn't let it happen. So...

The sun is down, the gang is talking about who should go and talk to Azula to find out how she feels about Jet.

"I say Katara" said Sokka

"Why Me" asked Katara

"Because 당신 always putting your nose where it's not wanted, and you'll get an answer out of her" said Toph

"Why don't Zuko, Iroh, Mai, 또는 Ty Lee do it, they've known her all her life" said Katara

"Because we can never get anything out of her, 당신 on the other hand always do" said Zuko

"Give it a try Katara" said Aang

"Fine" said Katara as she walked off.

Katara went to Azula's room which was Yue's room before she turned into the moon spirt,...

It's now morning the sun is up so Azula is a beautiful princess. She now thinks she'll need to act nice, so she picked some apples.

"Good morning everyone" said Azula

"Azula are 당신 alright" asked Zuko

"Yes I feel fine" said Azula

"Did Sokka give 당신 some cactis juice" asked Katara

"No. Who wants breakfast" asked Azula

"Azula did 당신 put any poison 또는 rub them on some poison mushrooms" asked Toph

"No of course not" said Azula

"These a tasty apples" said Iroh as he ate an apple.

"I even made 당신 some 차 uncle, I hope I made it the way 당신 like it" said Azula

"My dear 당신 make good tea, after all this...

I 게시됨 this over on tumblr too.

So I was 읽기 Shadow of Kyoshi and I found two little things that pertain to the upbringing and social rules of the 불, 화재 Nation. The first is, “Avatar Szeto was an ideal for us officials to live up to, and a shining example of 불, 화재 Nation values in general. Efficiency, precision, and loyalty.” And the 초 is, “I Know it sounds frivolous and wasteful but appearances matter in the palace. 불, 화재 Nation nobles dress and act to represent their clan affiliation and rank. Our peers notice our smallest choices and assign meaning and intentions to them.”...

With a rose in her hair she stood with her forehead against the wall.

They couldn’t make her move.
She wouldn’t do it.

They would pass 의해 and whisper of how uncomfortable that looked. And how she’d maintained the position for well over an hour.

What else had she to do.

With a rose in her hair she stood with her forehead pressed against the wall.

She couldn’t exactly name what bound her to that spot on the wall. But it was something deep. Something complex. And oh so very coaxing.

She stood there and just listened to the voices. They’d actually become rather soothing.

After sometime she’d...

What is to become of a fallen princess?

Nothing.

Nothing at all.

Everything Azula had ever stood for seemed to have been taken from her. Her nation 로스트 the war. Her father the crown. Like that mattered to her anymore anyways, the man was quick to leave her behind when he thought he’d get a bigger crown.

He promised they‘d do it together. It was a lie. Now she had no parents…not ones that loved her anyhow. In fact she had no one at all that loved her. Even her uncle, a man that seemed to see the best in everyone, viewed her as a 로스트 cause.

The world seemed to have no room for her anymore....

“Azula, Shou tells me you’ve been talking to them again.” Lu-Ming stated.

“She’s lying.” Azula intended to answer as vaguely as possible.

“Lying?” Lu-Ming questioned.

“Yes.”

“And why would she lie?”

“Because she doesn’t like me…” Azula trailed off. She already said too much.

“Azula, it’s not healthy to just assume everyone hates you. Like you’re mother, she…”

“I wish to go back to my room now.” Azula cut him off.

“We are going to have to talk about her eventually.” It wasn’t an empty threat, it was a promise. This wasn’t the first time Lu-Ming...