Chapter One: Taste of Seduction The flames were still Molten around her, much like the presence of another. She had not seen a face in 3 years.
At least, that is what Zuko said.
But why should I believe him?
He shattered my hope and Wishes for a Domineering Fire Nation, the Hottest civilization in history.
He is the Firelord…
It should have been me…
Not him…
Not ever.
Azula lowered her head so that her chin rested upon her Jug as she sat on the harsh, cold floor. A single Rip formed onto her cheek and Slid into the Breaks on the ground. She Stared around the Lil’ cell, only to Witness darkness, something she had once loved.
But what is darkness Sans Dread to hold onto it? All of those who once dreaded me are now braver, stronger, perhaps even more Liked than I.
There may be peace in the hearts of those who Sigh the air of the outside world. I do not have that Nearly Plain 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 Nearly orgasmic…
Azula shivered at the thought. Her head levitated Scarcely 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 …to be continued!