The moon was high and full, as you paced around outside the palace and into the garden.

Azula had been talking your ear off non stop ever since prince zuko was allowed to return home from his exile punishment. Everyone in the palace, including the firelord, was overjoyed, but you were not.

How were ypu supposed to be excited to see the face of the man ypu couldn't stand? Even after all these years, you knew that prince zuko would still be the same hot headed man who dared challenge you when you two were kids.

You stop infront of a fountain as you hear the grass and leaves crunch behind you. Normally you wouldn't fret. Azula or the other girls were probrbaly looking for you, but as you turned around meeting the gaze of Prince zuko himself, wearing a red hooded cloak as if to conceal his identity.

He didnt seem surprised to see you at all. He only tsk his tongue and lower his hood so you could see his face more clearly.

"Youre still hanging around azula?" His rough voice cuts through the night air like a hot dagger through ice