The Princess and the Peasant - (An Azula Epic)

Puppy (Oneshot)

"Can I have a puppy, Azula-sama?" Elle requested in a courteous voice while Azula nearly choked on her tea as she turned to glare back at her.

"What?" Azula asked in a low voice as she sat on her throne with her amber golden eyes narrowing into a piercing glare.

As her handmaid continued to smile brightly all the while.

"Oh! I was just asking you if I could have a puppy! Or a kitty! Or a tiger monkey!" Elle cried out in a jubilant voice while the princess's amber golden eyes grew wide in disgust.

"No, you cannot." Azula stated in a tone of absolute authority with her callous eyes glaring down at her handmaiden's already pouting face.

"B-but, Azula-sama." Elle stammered as she watched Azula take another drink of her tea before she turned away to grace her with her tall back.

"I said no, Elle. I'd sooner surrender the throne to Zuzu before I would ever bring filthy forest creatures back to run rampant on my warship." Azula spoke in a beyond stern voice as she found herself avoiding gazing into her serving girl's saddened amber eyes.

"But...b-but, Princess..." Elle whined as she pulled on the older girl's sleeve while the princess's eyes twitched in annoyance.

"My answer is no, Elle!" Azula barked in a harsher voice than she had intended as she scowled deeply when she felt her companion's hand fall from her back.

"O-okay. Sumimasen." Elle mumbled as she turned to pad away with her shoulders slumped while she made her way to the door.

Azula turned to scowl after her with her lips pursed into a thin line.

All the while trying to ignore the sliver of remorse that was bubbling up within her chest.

Just as she heard the door close shut while she sat back with a frustrated growl escaping her lips.

"I...just wanted a puppy. I've never had a puppy." Elle murmured in a glum voice before she wandered out of sight.

The princess sat glaring at the door with blue fire flaring up from her fists.

Curse this infernal peasant girl for making her feel such weakness!

"Ugh. I will have to rectify this matter later." Azula grumbled in a moody voice while she massaged the bridge of her nose with her fingertip.

Perhaps she can find another gift for her beloved...

Something other than a mangy mongrel!

Later on, that day.

"Ty Lee! Have you seen my servant?" Azula demanded with her fists on her hips while she other woman turned to nod her head.

"Yes, Elle went out for a walk a little while ago, Azula." Ty Lee answered while the princess scowled in disapproval.

"You let her go for a walk? You know well enough that the girl is restricted from roaming without supervision!" Azula huffed in her usual controlling voice while Ty Lee sighed as she gazed at her in exasperation.

"Azula...Elle isn't a slave..." Ty Lee attempted to reason in a patient voice while Azula gazed at her as if she had just sprouted a third arm.

"Elle is my pet peasant, and I insist on controlling every aspect of her little life. Such is my right as her mistress." Azula scoffed in a domineering voice with her fists planted on her womanly hips while Ty Lee shook her head.

And then she resumed her walk with her beautiful lips still pursed into a thin line still in a bad mood over her handmaid's earlier sadness.

This simply would not do.