Chapter 2

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Iroh's POV:

In fire's embrace, air softly sighs,
Love's dance begins,
under moonlit skies.

They say that the fire represents passion, intensity, and warmth, while the air symbolizes gentleness, freedom, and communication. Together, they create a balanced and beautiful dynamic, reflecting the depth and richness of love. The avatar (air) is about to meet the Princess (fire). Oh, to be young..

Aang Pov:
( I enter the room to find only Azula waiting for my arival) "Mr Avatar, please have a seat."(She looks pretty.. I mean, alright.) Princess, it is quite nice to meet you again. May I ask where isn't the firelord is? "You mean Zuzu. I am sorry to inform you Mr Avatar he will not come for dinner because of the blood benders issue. He had to send some lett, rs, and it might take time, so I truly apologize. "

He should have told me i would have helped him. Oh, well. Princess Azula, I had something to ask you. (As I was about to ask, food was served. It was all my favorite dishes) "Mr Avatar, what were you saying?" I wanted to ask you why you call me Mr Avatar. I am younger than you. Call me Aang. "I can't do that, Mr. Avatar" Why ( I wanted to hear her saying my name)

Azula Pov:
(HE is such a kid. That is why katara broke up with him or cheated or whatever. He wants me to call Aang.)
"Did Zuko ask you?" No, why would Zuzu. I just remember how we were enemies. "Yes, i remember, but the past is past. we can't linger to it, but we can learn from it. Not make the same mistakes. That is why historians record everything." (To not linger to past. To learn from it.) You are right. "Call me Aang now, Princess Azula." Shouldn't you call me Azula as well. "Actually, I like calling you princess. Did I say that aloud?"

(I can't help but laugh. As I laugh, he looks at me and keeps on looking at me with a grin) It's been fun night. I shall take my leave now. " You have not even touched your food, Princess," Well, these days, I can't seem to eat a lot, that's why. "Well wanna go on a stroll with me. I heard there is a festival near this area." Well, this festival is 3 days, maybe tomorrow. I am sorry, Avat... I mean Aang. (As I am saying this, I feel dizzy and loose conscious)

Aang Pov:
( I quickly grab her in my arms.) Azula, open your eyes. ( I quickly take out the water from the northern water temple in her mouth. She still doesn't open her eyes.) Azula, you need to breathe. (I quickly carry her in my arms and ask the attendees to call a doctor while one helps me to her room. (Soon after the doctor arrives and gives her some medication, but I can't leave her side. I was hopless.) Am I not the avatar, then why can't I heal her? (Zuko arrives, and he discusses things with the doctor)

Zuko, what did the doctor say? "Azula had been suffering for a while. When it gets worse, she does not eat, and when that happens, she looses consciousness, and usually, she gets up after a week's medication, but due to the water you gave, she will get up tomorrow maybe." Since when has she been suffering this much. (HE points to go out of this room, and I follow him)

"Aang, my father's control on her has been strong since day 1. After my banishment, it got stronger and abusive at some point. Now she is suffering, and no doctor can heal her. No doctor can help her. I hope Azula gets better. I will ask someone to get the water from the northern tribe as well. Sorry to bother you so much, Aang. I once again wanted to apologize for what happened." Zuko, I have forgiven you, and love is totally blind. So go to sleep now.

(HE gives out a sad smile and leaves after checking on his sister. I, too, go to my room but couldn't sleep at all. The only question that pops into my mind is how much she has suffered and how much she will suffer. I quickly get to her room and enter her window to see if she is okay. I went near her to see tears falling from her eyes.) "I am sorry." ( She reaches her hand toward the sky, and I can't help but reach out for her hand and grab it. I wipe her tears because I can't see her cry) Oh, Azula, how much have you suffered. I promise you I will make you happy.

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