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@firelordeternal
IND . PRI . & SELECTIVE OZAI from the ATLA Comics & Series . Written by Mary @spaceship-travels-universes (30 she/her).
Main Verse is placed during his kingdom but i accept even after war.
Portrayal & Headcanons are Heavely Influenced by the events within the comics and series.
Crossovers are welcome, just be careful.
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@queen-of-ursai send:
It seemed the royal gardens bloom with more and more beauty as the season changes, she admired it as she wondered the gardens.could ever be matched.
It was a little pet project of her to bloom the gardens and the nobles admired and ached to see, she would have the servants planet flowers and she is was forbidden to dirty her own hand.
Ursa flowed thorough the gardens with a smile on her face as she observed the ponds, she admired the little turtle ducks snuggling into each other on their nest.
The princess looked on with her hand behind her back.
The gardens and the turtle-ducks weren't the only thing blooming with life.
Ozai watched from the shadows as Princess Ursa wandered through the royal gardens. He had to admit, the girl knew how to cultivate beautiful blooms. Still, her fondness for the turtle-ducks only reminded him of her sentimental, weak side. It was a side he found both irritating and inconvenient.
He stepped out of the shadows and approached Ursa, his expression stern. "I see you're still tending to those ridiculous turtle-ducks," he said, a hint of scorn in his voice. "Don't you have more important things to focus on, Princess?"
Ozai's grip on her wrist tightened momentarily at her retort, a mix of anger and… satisfaction was on his face. She dare spoke back to him… he could punish her… but instead, he was pleasant for that. "You dare speak to me like that, wife? Do you forget your place? I could make you pay for this rebellion"
He leaned in closer, his face inches from hers. "And don't you dare speak to me about stress. Do you have any idea what it's like leading this nation? Making the tough decisions that ensure our dominance and supremacy? I don't have the luxury to 'destress' in gardens with turtle-ducks…. But you can."
He pulled her even closer, his hand moving from her wrist to her lower back while moved closer, his voice dropping to a deep, possessive growl. "You are mine, Ursa. You will provide me heirs, and you will not question my methods. Your duty is to be my supportive and obedient wife. You need to understand this. No objections"
Without reason, he take her hand and began to walk with her, leading her to a secluded corner of the garden. He made her sit on the garden bench near the pond before he do the same next to her. His hand continued to caress her lower back, his touch both possessive and surprisingly… warm.
Ursa felt anger bulbing inside her, feeling nothing but disgust when she would feel nothing but happiness.
“Dont you dare speak about concubines, you would lower yourself to even suggest cheat on me with common whores? I thought you had more honor than that as a husband."
She give him a disgusted look on her face, she didn’t want him to touch her.
“If your going to put yourself into whores than don't touch me again, I won't risk my health or the baby growing inside health.
She had not forgot her place but she would be cheated on or disgraced in her marriage.
“I told you it was the doctor who said it could be the reason, he not fully sure what caused it.”
It was like he wanted her to have another incident.
“If you want the baby to be form fully than it good for mine and the babies health to be clam and relaxed."
“She frowned at his words.
“Am i now? i thought you wanted a whore over me?”
She didn't want to be near him right now, not with what he suggested he wanted to do if she could not deliver the heir growing in her.
She pulled against his arm reluctant to be near him in his arms. Even she was capable of jealousy.
@firelordeternal
Ozai's grip tightened on her waist as she struggled against his grip, his gaze narrowing with irritation. "Watch your tongue, wife," he hissed between clenched teeth. "You would do well to remember your place."
He pulled her closer, his hand moving from her waist to her chin, tilting her face up towards his. "And I'll touch you whenever I damn well please. You are my wife, and I will have what is mine, whether you like it or not."
His hand moved to her stomach, resting there possessively, stroking it. His gaze softened momentarily, a mix of possessiveness and something that resembled… concern? Impossible.
"It's only been a few months since the doctor confirmed you're with child. Are you sure you're eating enough?"
Was real? O just a plan to put her in weakness stats?
@queen-of-ursai send:
It seemed the royal gardens bloom with more and more beauty as the season changes, she admired it as she wondered the gardens.could ever be matched.
It was a little pet project of her to bloom the gardens and the nobles admired and ached to see, she would have the servants planet flowers and she is was forbidden to dirty her own hand.
Ursa flowed thorough the gardens with a smile on her face as she observed the ponds, she admired the little turtle ducks snuggling into each other on their nest.
The princess looked on with her hand behind her back.
The gardens and the turtle-ducks weren't the only thing blooming with life.
Ozai watched from the shadows as Princess Ursa wandered through the royal gardens. He had to admit, the girl knew how to cultivate beautiful blooms. Still, her fondness for the turtle-ducks only reminded him of her sentimental, weak side. It was a side he found both irritating and inconvenient.
He stepped out of the shadows and approached Ursa, his expression stern. "I see you're still tending to those ridiculous turtle-ducks," he said, a hint of scorn in his voice. "Don't you have more important things to focus on, Princess?"
Ozai's grip on her wrist tightened momentarily at her retort, a mix of anger and… satisfaction was on his face. She dare spoke back to him… he could punish her… but instead, he was pleasant for that. "You dare speak to me like that, wife? Do you forget your place? I could make you pay for this rebellion"
He leaned in closer, his face inches from hers. "And don't you dare speak to me about stress. Do you have any idea what it's like leading this nation? Making the tough decisions that ensure our dominance and supremacy? I don't have the luxury to 'destress' in gardens with turtle-ducks…. But you can."
He pulled her even closer, his hand moving from her wrist to her lower back while moved closer, his voice dropping to a deep, possessive growl. "You are mine, Ursa. You will provide me heirs, and you will not question my methods. Your duty is to be my supportive and obedient wife. You need to understand this. No objections"
Without reason, he take her hand and began to walk with her, leading her to a secluded corner of the garden. He made her sit on the garden bench near the pond before he do the same next to her. His hand continued to caress her lower back, his touch both possessive and surprisingly… warm.
@queen-of-ursai send:
It seemed the royal gardens bloom with more and more beauty as the season changes, she admired it as she wondered the gardens.could ever be matched.
It was a little pet project of her to bloom the gardens and the nobles admired and ached to see, she would have the servants planet flowers and she is was forbidden to dirty her own hand.
Ursa flowed thorough the gardens with a smile on her face as she observed the ponds, she admired the little turtle ducks snuggling into each other on their nest.
The princess looked on with her hand behind her back.
The gardens and the turtle-ducks weren't the only thing blooming with life.
Ozai watched from the shadows as Princess Ursa wandered through the royal gardens. He had to admit, the girl knew how to cultivate beautiful blooms. Still, her fondness for the turtle-ducks only reminded him of her sentimental, weak side. It was a side he found both irritating and inconvenient.
He stepped out of the shadows and approached Ursa, his expression stern. "I see you're still tending to those ridiculous turtle-ducks," he said, a hint of scorn in his voice. "Don't you have more important things to focus on, Princess?"
Ursa didn’t flinch to much when Ozai approached her, he always seemed to loom somewhere, watching her from afar.
He knew where he favorite spots was as she spent most her time when not doing her royal duties.
She painted her, she read here,
“I’m more admiring them at the moment, cradling their eggs so tenderly together.”
The princess looked to him with a soft smile on her face.
“Do i have a duty i am aware of? Do i have to attend a meeting at your side?”
She pondered out loud, she couldn’t remember hearing anything fromm anyone.
“Besides right now there isn't much for me to focus on, the turtle-ducks are lucky, their eggs will hatch quickly and their babies will be born quickly. Woman are not so lucky."
@firelordeternal
Ozai rolled his eyes at her response. He couldn't stand her soft-hearted sentiments. "Yes, of course, the joys of nature. How touching," he sneered, his gaze drifting towards the nearby pond.
Ursa's comment about her lack of duties didn't go unnoticed, either. He turned to her with a raised eyebrow. "And you enjoy your idle moments, do you? Frolicking around the gardens, fussing over those silly little birds. Have you ever even thought about your true purpose here as royalty?"
He took a step closer, towering over her. "You're a princess, a symbol of the Fire Nation's strength."
He grabbed her wrist and pulled her closer, almost roughly, his grip firm yet careful enough not to leave a bruise. "Don't you understand, Princess? You have a duty to this nation... a duty to me."
He leaned in, his voice lowering to a near-whisper. "You should be learning about power, politics, and strategy, not wasting your time with… with this." He waved his free hand dismissively, referring to the gardens and the turtle-ducks.
"But of course, I forget you're soft-hearted, aren't you? Always so compassionate and considerate. A liability, if anything." His grip loosened slightly, but he didn't let go of her wrist. He moved even closer, his face mere inches from hers.
He raise her chin with two fingers and said, in a very soft voice but at the same time alittle malischious "Should I punish you for this? hm?"
Ursa was trying convey something over, something important. However she waxed poetically, she held her behind her back as she watched the adorable turtle-ducks groomed each other. They were so cute that they helped her relax and relative the tension she was feeling.
She wondered why he seemed to upset, had she not said something to please him or did it just fly over his head.
Probably the latter.
“Yes i enjoy these things, we have different way to relax and this i how i relax. I know my main purpose here.”
She turned to the pond, she didn't need reminding of why she was here. She had no idea what other duties entailed where ideal chatter with a sycophant woman who used her to climb the social ladder and get into Ozai’s good graces.
“I had no woman to to entertain today, so i have to keep myself busy somehow.”
She knew she wasn’t a symbol of strength she wasn’t even firebender.
“How can i be a symbol of power?”
She knew her duty to him, she moved her hands from behind her back, she placed her hands on her her stomach.
Am i not performing my duties for you?” she asked lowly
Fitting into this role was hard , lo and li where goo advisors keeping on right, she was brought intelligent woman but she only knew basic laws and political things.
“I am trying my hardest to learn them under Lo and Li, its not a waste of time, I do this for us, people admire these gardeners and grovel and fight to be granted and audience to see them, to meet us to see the woman behind the man. it a good political move on our end.”
She try to make hi understand there are were gentler way to curry favour of the people. She was thinking in a political way, she just went it in a different way.
She blinked even more confused
He held her wrist too, she looked down with a hand on her stomach in a protective manner.
He got closer and she eyes him up.
“For what? i have one nothing wrong, i am trying to tell you something that should make you and you happy. despite the trouble i have had the last couple of times, do you wish me to suffer again?"
@firelordeternal
Ozai listened to her with a mixture of annoyance and amusement. He found her attempts at justification and reasoning amusing, yet pathetic.
"Oh, you're trying to help, are you? Trying to make me happy? How endearing." His tone was dripping with sarcasm. "And let me guess, you want to do that by spending your days gossiping with servants and playing with turtle-ducks, is that it?"
His gaze roaming over her figure, lingering on her hand resting on her stomach.
"Speaking of duties," he said, his voice lowering, "Have you not yet produced a new heir for me? It's been months. Are you even fertile, or are you just another useless ornament in this court? Do I have to use concubines to have children?"
@queen-of-ursai send:
It seemed the royal gardens bloom with more and more beauty as the season changes, she admired it as she wondered the gardens.could ever be matched.
It was a little pet project of her to bloom the gardens and the nobles admired and ached to see, she would have the servants planet flowers and she is was forbidden to dirty her own hand.
Ursa flowed thorough the gardens with a smile on her face as she observed the ponds, she admired the little turtle ducks snuggling into each other on their nest.
The princess looked on with her hand behind her back.
The gardens and the turtle-ducks weren't the only thing blooming with life.
Ozai watched from the shadows as Princess Ursa wandered through the royal gardens. He had to admit, the girl knew how to cultivate beautiful blooms. Still, her fondness for the turtle-ducks only reminded him of her sentimental, weak side. It was a side he found both irritating and inconvenient.
He stepped out of the shadows and approached Ursa, his expression stern. "I see you're still tending to those ridiculous turtle-ducks," he said, a hint of scorn in his voice. "Don't you have more important things to focus on, Princess?"
Ursa didn’t flinch to much when Ozai approached her, he always seemed to loom somewhere, watching her from afar.
He knew where he favorite spots was as she spent most her time when not doing her royal duties.
She painted her, she read here,
“I’m more admiring them at the moment, cradling their eggs so tenderly together.”
The princess looked to him with a soft smile on her face.
“Do i have a duty i am aware of? Do i have to attend a meeting at your side?”
She pondered out loud, she couldn’t remember hearing anything fromm anyone.
“Besides right now there isn't much for me to focus on, the turtle-ducks are lucky, their eggs will hatch quickly and their babies will be born quickly. Woman are not so lucky."
@firelordeternal
Ozai rolled his eyes at her response. He couldn't stand her soft-hearted sentiments. "Yes, of course, the joys of nature. How touching," he sneered, his gaze drifting towards the nearby pond.
Ursa's comment about her lack of duties didn't go unnoticed, either. He turned to her with a raised eyebrow. "And you enjoy your idle moments, do you? Frolicking around the gardens, fussing over those silly little birds. Have you ever even thought about your true purpose here as royalty?"
He took a step closer, towering over her. "You're a princess, a symbol of the Fire Nation's strength."
He grabbed her wrist and pulled her closer, almost roughly, his grip firm yet careful enough not to leave a bruise. "Don't you understand, Princess? You have a duty to this nation... a duty to me."
He leaned in, his voice lowering to a near-whisper. "You should be learning about power, politics, and strategy, not wasting your time with… with this." He waved his free hand dismissively, referring to the gardens and the turtle-ducks.
"But of course, I forget you're soft-hearted, aren't you? Always so compassionate and considerate. A liability, if anything." His grip loosened slightly, but he didn't let go of her wrist. He moved even closer, his face mere inches from hers.
He raise her chin with two fingers and said, in a very soft voice but at the same time alittle malischious "Should I punish you for this? hm?"
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@queen-of-ursai send:
It seemed the royal gardens bloom with more and more beauty as the season changes, she admired it as she wondered the gardens.could ever be matched.
It was a little pet project of her to bloom the gardens and the nobles admired and ached to see, she would have the servants planet flowers and she is was forbidden to dirty her own hand.
Ursa flowed thorough the gardens with a smile on her face as she observed the ponds, she admired the little turtle ducks snuggling into each other on their nest.
The princess looked on with her hand behind her back.
The gardens and the turtle-ducks weren't the only thing blooming with life.
Ozai watched from the shadows as Princess Ursa wandered through the royal gardens. He had to admit, the girl knew how to cultivate beautiful blooms. Still, her fondness for the turtle-ducks only reminded him of her sentimental, weak side. It was a side he found both irritating and inconvenient.
He stepped out of the shadows and approached Ursa, his expression stern. "I see you're still tending to those ridiculous turtle-ducks," he said, a hint of scorn in his voice. "Don't you have more important things to focus on, Princess?"
@rivenrose send:
"Please, don't hurt me... I'll do anything."
The room was heavy with suspense as the soldiers dragged their prisoner before Ozai. She was slender and pale, her hair white as snow. His soldiers had said she was capable of bloodbending… but she wasn't a waterbender. How was that possible? This intrigued the Fire Lord.
He studied the girl critically from behind the flames, sitting on his throne. "What is your name?" he asked, his voice low and commanding.
Ursa still felt groggy and her body still ached, she put her hand to her chest as Ozai said she been out for a few hours.
"A few hours?"
she looked to Kiyi with concern, she wondered whatever the doctor had given her would stop her from feeding her baby. She was sure she might have been fed while she was out of action.
She looked on with a soft smile seeing how Ozai held Kiyi it made her happy.
Still that happiness didn't last.
"They only reopened because you moved to fast because i was scared for our baby, and of course Kiyi fragile and that's how baby's are."
She was looking forward to holding her baby again, she smiled at the thought.
"As long as she saves and is in good health, as long as she isn't going anywhere."
@firelordeternal
Ozai scoffed at her words, he was still annoyed, not amused by her.
"Hmph you should know not to move like that. You're supposed to be healing." The irritation in his tone was evident. "It's my right and I won't tolerate you behaving this way."
He approached the bed, giving Kiyi to her mother.
"You're lucky the stitches weren't more severely torn. If you continue to act carelessly, it'll only result in more complications."
Uraa still felt a bit out of it as she lay back, partly due to the herbal medication she had been given. It made her delirious.
It took a while to take in the scene before her.
She heard the voice before she saw him; she blinked a few times in her hazy state.
She lay in awe, as she did not expect to see Ozai there, never mind her second daughter.
"Ozai..." She whispered weakly.
She smiled sweetly at her daughter, knowing she had to be careful as she moved.
"I am glad Zuko and Azula are well."
"Kiyi," she said gently, "How long was I out? I must have missed feeding her."
@firelordeternal
Ozai nodded to acknowledge her words, his gaze fixed on the sleeping infant in his arms. "You've been unconscious for a few hours."
His expression remained stoic, his voice indifferent, as if devoid of any emotion. Despite his cool demeanor, he held Kiyi tenderly, his touch surprisingly gentle… why? He was hiding something for sure.
He stood up to give Kyiy back to her "Your wounds re-opened. You're too fragile… like this little girl."
@queen-of-urzai send:
The 1st thing she remembered she was in pain, the 2nd thing she could hear was distant voices. The 3rd thing she did was a ask where her daughter was
In her nursery.
The 4th thing was waking fully. The doctor told her to be careful this time that her healing process would restart and likely scar deeper.
She just lay unresponsive to it all.
"I just want to see my baby kiyi, see my children nothing else matters." Ursa muttered
She didn't mention ozai because she was sure she wanted to see him, it wasn't as if he'd come check up on her anyways, that's what she believed.
Ozai sat nearby, silently watching. He observed her awakening, the words she muttered reaching his ears.
He leaned back in his seat, his expression betraying no emotion. "Zuko and Azula are in their rooms. Healthy and well-cared for." While for Kiyi… he was still holding her. It appears she was sleeping.
He waited for a response, his eyes fixed on her face, gauging her reaction.
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Ursa looked at the servant who checked her over and with a panic look, she cared more than her husband.
Ozai heard the exchange between Ursa and the servant, his annoyance growing further. He watched her through narrowed eyes, his grip on the newborn remaining firm.
His expression was a mixture of annoyance and irritation at her distress "Foolish for getting your hopes up. I warned you, didn't I? I told you not to expect too much from me when we got married."
Ozai held the newborn Kiyi in his arms as if she was a fragile glass doll. Despite his harsh demeanor, he handled her with a certain amount of care. Then he decided to return to Ursa.
Ursa was in and in fear about what would happen to her second daughter. she wasn't thinking at all, she just wanted to protect her daughter, when Ozai demanded she sit down she paused for a moment but did not obey straight away. The servant rushed to hold her up of course to hold her steady.
"I want insurance you wont do anything to our second daughter."
Ozai noticed her fear and determination but also the state of her being, barely holding herself together. He scoffed at her demand.
"You're in no position to negotiate, Ursa."
He turned away, his gaze shifting to the newborn still in his grip, "If I wanted to do something to her, I would have done it already. Your demand is unnecessary."
It seems he doesn't want to harm the newborn after all.
Ozai's annoyance grew as Ursa berated herself, her words echoing in the room.
"Foolish is an understatement"
@nationforged send:
❝ Father . ❞ Azula began , curiosity lingering in her gaze as she peered up at her Father . ❝ When will I have a nation of my own ? Zuko is faulty . He does not achieve the level of leadership required to rule a nation . He is flimsy , like an overcooked noodle — leave him in the water much longer and he will surely fall apart at your hands . ❞ Golden embers looked across the map towards the Southern Water Tribe . Her crimson - painted lips curled into a curt smile .
❝ The little water peasants down there , ❞ she pointed with a sharp , crimson - coated nail , ❝ I want their land . They clearly are not using it , and lack any ruler to guide them to success . Can you take it for me ? Surely , it is not important . From what I have heard from Commander Zhao , there are only a handful of people left . It will be easy to vanquish and make Fire Nation property . My brother has already been there in search of the Avatar , and failed to conquer the land . No surprise . He is useless . ❞
Ozai turned his attention to his daughter, the corner of his mouth tilting into a smirk. Her audacity and ambition were like a carbon copy of his own.
"Ah, my little prodigy," he said, the words dripping with a mix of pride and mild sarcasm. He approached the map, standing beside her, his gaze fixed on the Southern Water Tribe's location.
"Your desire for control surpasses even my thoughts about you" he noted, his hand tracing the edge of the map. "But you do raise a valid point. The Water Tribe is… underdeveloped."
He paused, contemplating her request. It was indeed tempting to add yet another conquered land to his growing empire.
"But, my dear," he leaned closer, his gaze hardening a little, "conquering a nation is not a toy for a child to play with. It's a serious matter. Underdeveloped means stupid inhabitants still living in caves. Would you be able to bear the burden of making it a city worthy of the nation?"
Ursa sat helpless and weakly as her daughter was giving to her just, she was at a stage where she was overly cautious about who held her daughter and how to do it.
" I understand that, it is.."
No there several events here they could not here that
"Part of duty duty strength the bloodlines to deliver powerful heirs."
When kiyi carried a bit in ozai grip she tried to stand but grasped and sat down and folded over for a moment causing her stitches.
" That can't be right, the sages were there watching over the whole process, encase I died or kiyi died, why did they lie to me
Ursa face tuned in worry gearing her daughter would be taken from her.
It wasn't true she got up and painfully moved toward her daughter, screw the stitches they could open and bleed all she cared about.
@firelordeternal
Ozai didn't look pleased. "It seems like the sages are either incompetent or liars. Both of which are unacceptable."
He shifted to maintain his grip on Kiyi, his irritation clear at Ursa's attempts to approach them. He shot a warning glare, his voice hardening
"Sit. Down."
He commanded, his tone leaving no chance for argument.
He kept his gaze locked on her, "You can barely stand, let alone move. If you aggravate your stitches, you could end up even more injured. Do us both a favor and rest."
Ursa looked at her daughter sweetly, watching her move, watching her chest move up and down.
She frowned at his words.
"Our second daughter is a blessing upon us." she said softly
She wanted to say more so much more but she was too tender still to injured to have the energy into fighting him.
Ursa was reluctant to give up her daughter, but she gestures for a servant to take their daughter to hand to Ozai.
"Be careful with her, she can't support her own head, the sages said she was a firebender after she was born, but you are free to ensure their right."
She felt something of a tinge of pain deep down the fear of might be if they were wrong
"i know the consequences if she wasn't one."
She moved painfully as a servant helped make her comfortable again checking her over quickly. once ensuring she was pain free Stepped aside awaiting as it was her role to carry the child in her arms when the princess could not
@firelordeternal
Ozai accepted their daughter from the servant, holding her carefully in his arms with a frown of annoyance. He studied the newborn child for a moment, as if inspecting her for any flaws
He huffed "Firebending is our family legacy. She is a Fire Nation royal, she has an obligation to carry on our powerful bloodline."
He ignored her plea, his gaze locked on their daughter, studying her with critical eye. He held her closer, his grip a little too tight as he searched for any sign of firebending in the infant.
He waited a moment longer, his patience thinning.
"I don't feel or see anything. No signs of firebending. She's a nonbender…. just like her mother." He said, his tone cold and dismissive. Maybe the newborn was like Zuko, who didn't show anything at first…. but still, it would have been even more disappointing for him.
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Ursa did not retreat when he closed the distance. If anything, she grew stiller, like a drawn blade held just short of striking. Her hands remained folded, though her fingers pressed hard enough together to ache, and for a long moment, she said nothing. She let the weight of his words settle, let the horror of them burn itself clean into her chest. When she finally spoke, her voice was so carefully controlled it trembled on the edge of breaking, yet never crossed it.
“Do not speak to me of mercy.” Her gaze lifted to him at last, dark and unflinching. There was no pleading in her eyes. Only fury, sharpened by love. “Do not insult me by pretending this is anything less than ambition.” Each word was delivered with deliberate precision. “You would murder your own child in his sleep,” she continued, her tone cool, almost distant now, “and you expect me to be comforted by the idea that he wouldn’t feel it?” Something raw flickered across her expression—gone as quickly as it appeared. She drew a slow breath, steadying herself. “That is not mercy, Ozai. That is cowardice.”
Her chin lifted a fraction. “Call it treason if you wish. I will not dress it up with noble words. History may record your ascent as inevitable.” Her eyes locked onto his again, unyielding. “But we'll both know what it cost.” Beneath the composure, beneath the careful restraint, there was an unspoken promise burning in her silence. She would not forgive this. Not ever.
“If a sacrifice is what your father requires,” Ursa continued quietly, “then there are other ways to fulfill it that do not require our son’s blood.” Her fingers pressed together, knuckles paling for just a heartbeat before she forced them to relax. “The Fire Lord demanded a life for a life,” she said, her tone even, almost clinical in its restraint. “I can give you a solution that satisfies his command. One that removes the obstacle between you and the throne entirely. Zuko would live. Your path would be clear.”
Ozai fell silent for a few moments, his gaze fixed back on Ursa. His expression remained impassive, but a hint of curiosity flickered in his eyes. She always knew how to get to him in a way that intrigued him.
He took a step closer, his hand reaching out to gently grasp her chin between his fingers. His thumb brushed across her cheek, his touch deceptively soft.
"And what exactly is this solution you speak of, my dear?" he asked, his voice a quiet purr. "I'm listening."
Curiosity and interest were in his face only for her last words and nothing else. Desire for the throne was his goal and could she do it? He stood there looking into her eyes, waiting for her plan to be explained.
Ursa cradled her daughter close to her enjoying the bonding time. she was allowed to sit and hold her daughter but not carry her herself, not till her wounds healed.
She eyed up Ozai when their daughter cooed fed and content.
"yes fulfilling."
She hummed for a moment, a daughter who relied on them for survival.
"A new sense of purpose." she added lowly
She turned her head to him raising her eyebrow a little at him.
"I am not sure I control what I give birth too."
she looked at her precious second daughter, the pain and hardship she went to to deliver her into the world safe and strong.
"Kiyi is here now. She is safe and strong thriving better than I."
She filched a moment in pain but could not move with Kiyi in her hands.
"You haven't even held her yet, besides."
She looked at her husband with a sigh of regret.
"It's not like i can do anything about it now, if you wanted more children to strengthen our. ..no"
your lineage
than you should have told a few years ago when I was younger than I am now."
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Ozai's gaze darkened at Ursa's words, his irritation evident in the way he tensed up. He hated when she got sassy, especially in front of others, but he masked his annoyance, keeping his expression stoic.
"You're right," he said, a hint of sarcasm in his tone, "You can't do anything about the fact that we have yet another daughter. But that doesn't mean I have to be pleased about it."
He approached her bedside, eyeing their newborn with no affection.
"Give me the child." It was a demand, not a request. "Let's see if she's at least a firebender like Azula."
