The DragonBorn

Chapter 10

The seas were calmer now after the storm and it seemed that the rain began to wash away some of the tension on Zuko's ship. Though the young prince still didn't treat the soldiers on his ship in the nicest way, he didn't treat as horribly as he did before.

Zeraphina however, was no longer seen as just the DragonBorn to the crew anymore. She was seen as a more respectable young woman, even though the crew still called her Lady Dragon or DragonBorn, not that they knew her real name anyway.

Just as she was getting ready for bed, she heard a knock on her door. She knew right away who it was. She stood up from her bed and opened the door to reveal a tall man with a blue ogre mask over his face to conceal his identity. Crossed on his back were a pair of dual swords and he was dressed all in black.

"Well, if it isn't the legendary Blue Spirit of mischief. To what do I owe such a visit?" Zeraphina chuckled and allowed the man to come into her room. He sat down on the edge of the bed and removed his mask, revealing himself to be Prince Zuko.

"Where have you been for the entire evening?" Zerpahina asked.

"Nowhere." Zuko asked with a huff.

"And I'm supposed to believe that you got all dressed up in a blue ogre mask and black clothing while holding your dual swords on your back because you wanted to go on a midnight stroll? Like I would even try to believe that, My Prince."

Zuko stayed silent for a moment, staring at the white flames in the small dish on her nearby table. HE couldn't help but give a small smile at the sight of the pure fire. Ever since he was kid he enjoyed seeing her fire, not just for the vision it gave him, but for the way it moved unlike any other flame he had seen burn.

"I found out some information and I didn't want to get caught. So I snuck out." Zuko answered, never tearing his eyes away from the white fire lighting up the room.

"Well, then, what'd you find out?" Zerpahina asked.

"Zhao's planning something. He's been promoted."

"Good for that creep." Zeraphina grumbled, "And that's even worse news for anyone who's going to get in his way. Anything else you found out?"

"He's recruited the Yu Yan archers, the greatest archers in the world for a mission of his. It must have something to do with the Avatar, I just know it."

Zeraphina walked over to the bed and sat next to Zuko.

"He won't get him, My Prince, you know this." She smiled, "I have not seen Zhao at the end of this war."

"You've had dreams?" Zuko asked and Zeraphina nodded.

"The same dream as usual, where you're on the throne. He wasn't there in the end, so that means that he will not get the Avatar."

Zuko sighed in relief, but he was still nervous about what may come. Zeraphina didn't say anything about the Avatar being in his grasp either. They sat in silence for just a little while longer before Zuko excused himself to his own room to sleep through the rest of the night.

"The Young Prince is anxious. I can tell that you sense it as well."

Zeraphina hummed in agreement, "My dreams are becoming much clearer, but that one with the fire covered figure.... I cannot make any sense of it. What do you think it means?"

"That I cannot say. Dreams are always confusing, but if you continue to look at them in several different angles, they will allow you to see much clearer than before."

"But where was I in the dream? I have never seen a pond like that."

"You have. Just once, when you met an old friend for the first time."