Zuko x Katara (avatar the last airbender)

Dressed

katara's POV: 

miss my father and Sokka. I miss grannie too. And I know they miss me as much as I miss them. But I make a great sacrifice for my nation, I create peace between water and fire. But I can't help it, I feel sad about the fate I will have. I would have liked to meet a good man who loves me for who I am and above all that I love him. I do not want to marry mine with a self-fixed prince who only cares about himself. I don't want him to get my first kiss and I don't even want him to have the honor of meeting me. But what happens is meant to happen. I need to do this for the sake of my family, for the peace ... for my people. I have people asking for better times and I can give them this through marriage. And my life is easy to sacrifice if it can save so many others. I heard the men on deck that we should go ashore with the boat at the port of the fire nation's capital. I will soon meet the Prince of Fire Nation, the future Fire Lord. My future husband. I will meet my new family and see my new home. And I have to admit that I'm a little nervous. I have heard stories of the cruelty of the royal family and hope they will treat me well. I pray to the spirit that I will have a good life with it and also hope that I will not have to marry him. I just want to come home again. But I must be strong I have promised my brother that I thing to be. Two ladies in fire red dresses come into my room, without knocking and without asking for permission. They have their dark hair in tight knots in their necks and their ashes are spooky white of makeup. None of them say a word but begin to undress me. I'm too shocked to even complain. One lady takes me to my wrappings that cover my private parts. they observe me as you observe a fish to sell on the market. I hear them whisper something to each other. But all I can hear is that one says "what wide hips". I would have liked to take it as a compliment but I know it is not. But I do not understand why? In my home, it is believed that broad hips lead to a safe birth and a safe way to bear sons. I was about to scold them for saying such things about me when the other lady came up to me and took off the wrap over my breasts. She takes the wrap and puts it on the bed and my breasts are naked. The cold causes them to harden and I get red around the cheeks. She brings out another wrap but it looks different. She wraps it around my breasts too hard and she pulls out two small cups that she inserts under it. So that they support my breasts. Everything feels so much more steady and not as flaky as Sukka usually says. They dress me in a red kimono and tighten my waist with a one band. The other lady takes out my set hair so the waves run down my back. And without saying a word, they take my own clothes and go.