v. ❛ DINNING ROOM INTERROGATIONS ❜

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CHAPTER FIVE━━SCREAM FOR ME
‎ 𖧷 𓂃𓈒 ࿔━━ ❪ ACT ONE ❫
╰ ★ ❝WE ARE VERY PROUD ❞ ੭⸝⸝

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TO SAY THAT SANA HURRIED WOULD BE AN UNDERSTATMENT

No, she had fully picked up the front of her lengthy threads and sprinted toward the dining hall upon hearing that the royal family was waiting. She was almost certain this was also part of their intimidation tactic, it had to be. Why else would they invite her after hours of silence? Running did get her there on time, but then Sana had to spend about a handful of minutes recatching her breath; she didn't have good stamina.

When she could finally breathe normally again, she stepped into the grand hall. The decorations were fire-themed, as always, and an enormous portrait of the current ruling family, Fire Lord Ozai and his daughter was hanging from the wall. 

Sana looked away from it, towards the table. She spotted that the Fire Lord and princess weren't the only ones in attendance, and her eyes widened fearfully when she saw the other attendants.  

"Mother? Father?" Sana stepped forward. 

This was the first time she'd seen her parents in years. They hadn't even visited her after what happened to her grandfather, that is if they even knew what had happened. She was a child when they uprooted their lives to the capital, where they worked, and left her behind. 

"Oh, look, the guest of honour has arrived," Princess Azula chimed. She was a young girl, just about fourteen years old and bore a great resemblance to her father. She had the same intimidating gaze, but unlike the Fire Lord, Azula didn't hide her emotions as much. No, instead she proudly wore her sadistic smile as she stared at Sana. 

Her parents were seated across from the princess and looked just as uncomfortable as Sana, albeit their discomfort came more from their delight at being in the presence of the royals. 

"We were waiting for you, Sana," Fire Lord Ozai said, from the head of the table. "Sit." 

She shivered at how coldly he'd said her name. 

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