Chapter 48

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They were halfway to town when Eska began to speak, her voice sounding pale in the darkness.
“Sikku was my best friend…She was a polar dog cub that Desna and I found injured outside the palace when we were small. Our mother allowed us to keep her although we had to hide her from my father.” She began, her voice breaking slightly.
After a pause to regain composer the northerner began again
“father found her….He was enraged that his heirs were becoming weak. He decided then to advanced our training; blood bending.”
Glancing up at the aurora the usually cold princess allowed a tear to make its way down her face.
“We were forced to kill our own pet….and when we cried….we were punished…harshly.”
Asami couldn’t believe what she was hearing. At one time she would not have believed that a parent could act that way toward their own child however after what she had been through with Hiroshi she knew that it was completely possible.
“I’m sorry about what Korra has been saying. She overthinks everything sometimes.” The CEO stated as they stopped by the small postal deposit. Both dismounting the polar bear dog.
“I am sure that my cousin has the best of interests in mind. Despite that it is not your place to apologize for your lover’s behavior.” Eska responded, feeling a hand on her shoulder—which shocked her.
“Korra isn’t always judgmental she’s just going by Unalaq.” She stated, earning a sigh.
“thank you…for understanding that we are not our parents. Had you listened to her you would not have spoken with us.” The northerner before adding “you are the first person outside my brother and mother that has tried to befriend us.”
The princess’s admittance struck a nerve, reminding Asami of her own rather lonely upbringing.
“I will be your friend if you want.” Asami stated, only to be surprised by a smile.
“Thank you.”   
Once they got back to Korra’s home Desna was waiting on them.
“Korra is in an overly emotional state. She seems to be under the impression that you wished to harm Asami.” He stated, earning a eye roll from Asami.
“Spirits…I’ll go talk to her.” She grumbled heading toward the house, muttering something about overly imaginative girlfriends.
Desna then turned to his sister then, his expression turning to one of concern.
“I take it that it went well?” he guessed, earning a nod.

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