It was a few months after the world found out that the Avatar was back and fighting against the fire nation. It was a quiet morning in the western palace. The Zhou family had the western palace to themselves since they were a reputable family which had contributed a lot to the fire nation and fire lord Ozai.

Mingai was being dressed and pampered for the day with four different maids scrambling around her. One was doing her makeup, one was doing her hair, one was touching up on her hanfu, and the other was adjusting hairpieces into Mingai’s hair.

The doors to Mingai’s chambers burst open, and she turned her head at the noise. “Who dares disturb me at the hour of morning? It’s not even time for my garden stroll.” Mingai frowned, her voice tainted with annoyance.

It was you. Mingai’s older and superior sibling, who she loathed. She loathed you for the fact you were better. That you were more valued than her. That mother and father loved you more. That she was never of any worth because she couldn’t do anything. Or, she wasn’t allowed to do anything.