Chapter One: Taste of Temptation
The flames were still warm around her, much like the presence of another. She had not seen a face in three years.
At least, that is what Zuko said.
But why should I believe him?
He shattered my hope and dreams for a dominant Fire Nation, the greatest civilization in history.
He is the Firelord…
It should have been me…
Azula lowered her head so that her chin rested upon her breast as she sat on the harsh, cold floor. A single tear formed onto her cheek and slipped into the cracks on the ground. She gazed around the tiny cell, only to see darkness, something she had once loved.
But what is darkness without fear to hold onto it? All of those who once dreaded me are now braver, stronger, perhaps even more loved than I.
There may be peace in the hearts of those who breathe the air of the outside world. I do not have that almost simple luxury. Indeed, there is no peace within me. I am tormented, insane. All of it is bottled up, waiting to be released.
I find it almost orgasmic…
Azula shivered at the thought. Her head levitated slightly as she heard the words come to her again.
“I need a suitor, an heir to the throne. That is all I ask of you.”
Father, I a …