The Dragon Princess and the Wolf Warrior

Chapter 113 [~|~] A New Era of Peace

A.N. This chapter reminded me that I still can't listen to the full Avatar's Love without tearing up.

So, this is the last official chapter (minus the epilogue). I try to wrap everything up here in a fluffy way. A bunch of OCs from the past make an appearance as well, so if there are names in here that you don't recognize, they're probably just OCs from a previous chapter.

Thank you so much to everyone who's made it this far and read my book!

It was finally the day of Zuko's coronation. Azara stared in the mirror as she finished applying her makeup for the ceremony. She adjusted her headpiece over her top knot once more before dabbing at her lipstick. She didn't usually enjoy getting all dressed up, but she supposed that she would have to for Zuko's coronation.

The dress was a deep red color, as all Fire Nation clothes were typically, with a straight neckline and off the shoulder trumpet sleeves that were made of lighter material. The bodice was decorated with gold overlays in the shape of twisting dragons. She wore a gold chocker necklace and gold cuffed vambraces, though her cactus bracelet was still securely placed on her wrist.

A knock came from her door, causing her to turn away from the mirror. "Come in!" she called, straightening up, thinking it was an attendant.

Spotting Sokka hobbling through the door on his crutch, Azara hurried over to help him through the door. "Sokka, you're going to fall," she laughed, closing the door behind her, before helping him to stand up properly. "You're like a baby turtleduck on that."

"Only because I saw how beautiful you look in your dress," Sokka flirted, causing Azara to blush. "Nearly fell over because you took my breath away."

"You really like it?" she asked bashfully as she helped him over to her desk.

"Well, not as much as I like you, but yeah, I think you look beautiful," Sokka complimented as Azara smiled up at him, her blush still warming her cheeks.

"You don't look so bad yourself in your Water Tribe armor," Azara replied, moving around so that she was standing in front of him. Glancing down at his armor again, Azara smiled up at Sokka. "You should really wear it more often."

"I'm sure I can arrange that."

Cupping Sokka's cheek with her hand, Azara gently guided him down to her lips. Sokka wrapped one arm around her waist, pulling her closer to him as he balanced on his crutch. Though Azara kept a tight hold on the front of his armor, making sure that he didn't bowl them both over and hurt himself more in the process.

Azara and Sokka pulled away as a knock came from the door again. Raising an eyebrow, Azara called for the person to come in. However, once the familiar face appeared in the doorframe, her eyes narrowed into a glare as she readied herself for a fight.

"What do you want, Izen?" she snapped as Sokka's eyes widened in shock for a moment before pulling out a knife. If he had Boomerang still with him, he would have already thrown it.

"I just wanted to talk," Izen stated, holding his hands up in a surrender motion.

"Why should she talk to you?" Sokka spat with venom in his tone. Izen stared at Sokka, glancing over his Water Tribe attire.

"You must be the boyfriend," Izen deduced. Azara and Sokka's glares intensified at his comment.

"Yes I am and I'm three seconds away from throwing this knife at your head," Sokka snapped warningly. Azara stepped forwards, putting herself in front of Sokka.