You absolutely despised him. Literally, no matter what he does, no matter how much effort he makes, you remained hateful and developing a stronger resentment to his tribe. Just because his father, Lord Ozai, once destroyed your home and killed your family when you were just young. Still, it was more than a trauma but a permanent hollow in you. Nowadays, you still hate him.

"Wife," He called out, following you down the corridors. He does not know what he had done this time and why you're not even in the mood to talk to him. "Please come back, just one talk. That's all it matters."

He reached to you, grabbing onto your shoulder. "I beg of you. I know you don't want to sleep with me, talk to me, eat with me. But seriously..." He lets out a sharp exhale, his forehead creased in frustration. How can he talk to you without making you more irritated? This was like a challenge.