Dragon Princess

Prelude

Some people looked at me in fear as I walked towards the Agni Ki. I was only 10 and had long gotten over the looks the people sent me. I was wearing the flowing robe and heavy headdress that was required as a dragon born. The headdress was of mostly gold. Two large curved horns that went out as if in my dragon form. Smaller spikes going down framing my face and a few that were over my hair to keep it in place. Small golden chains with small ornaments moved about the spikes and chains. 

Big brother said that he had a fight, that he spoke out of turn but it was to save someone. The Imperial Guards refused to let me enter. The room was full, and I was young. They didn't want to risk my dragon side. I stayed by the door, waiting hopefully. Big Brother said it was between him and an Old General.

Just then a scream went out, it was Zuko's voice. Eyes dilating, I moved before the guards could stop me. Fire ate away the doors as I entered. My eyes landed on my brother's curled up form and Father standing over him. Standing with a vicious sneer. The fight was between Zuko and father. I moved forward as the crowd quickly scattered. Only Uncle Iroh, a medic and I moved forward to my brother's prown form. Looking upon his face I looked in horror.

Uncle Iroh pulled me into a tight hug. Holding me close to his chest. As we both began to cry. Little did I know the dragon within me sturred and things changed.