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Zuko felt a feeling of dread when he was told that someone had arrived at the palace requesting an audience and that someone came bearing a letter with his signature. 

He didn’t even bother asking who it might be. Those words alone told him all he needed to know. No doubt it would an ambassador, a minister, a diplomat or something of the like, obnoxiously protesting the conditions of a treaty draft he had sent over, which he assumed to be the aforementioned piece of paper.

Reluctantly, he granted approval for the audience and made his way to the throne room. 

He lit the fires and ascended the long flight of stairs to sit cross-legged on the ornate plinth that served as his throne, towering above anyone who entered while vivid plumes of fire blazed in every direction. He still wasn’t quite used to this, the way he had to look down on everyone as if they were all somehow lesser.

Let's get this over with, he thought. 

send ' ▼' for my muses reaction to yours straddling/sitting on their lap.

The Earthbender had been sitting in a tea shop, a back corner of the Jasmine Dragon in Ba Sing Se. Jake had been on a little trip away from him, exploring more the kingdom he claimed he was from, but barely knew. The tea shop was quiet, just like how Jake liked most things.

That was until a young woman took her seat in his lap, Jake sitting up a bit. She was a smaller woman, her body resting warmly on his. "Can I help you?" He asked, putting his cup down as he met her eyes.

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Travelling with her friend, Ari’s face instantly flushed when they walked into their room at the inn. This was definitely not a twin room, and she gulped. There was only one bed. One bed that she would probably have to share with Zuko, and she could feel butterflies erupt in her stomach.

“I… d-do you want me to sleep on the floor?” she managed to stammer out, but a huge part of her wanted to sleep next to him.

Zuko pinched the bridge of his nose. He was so tired. All he wanted was to get to bed. Part of him wanted to have a go at the attendants whom he had asked to book the room but another part of him didn’t, in case the mix up was actually his own fault.

He let out a tense sigh.

“It’s fine,” he said stiffly, “you take the bed. I’ve slept in much harder places than on a wood floor.”

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Travelling with her friend, Ari’s face instantly flushed when they walked into their room at the inn. This was definitely not a twin room, and she gulped. There was only one bed. One bed that she would probably have to share with Zuko, and she could feel butterflies erupt in her stomach.

“I… d-do you want me to sleep on the floor?” she managed to stammer out, but a huge part of her wanted to sleep next to him.

Zuko pinched the bridge of his nose. He was so tired. All he wanted was to get to bed. Part of him wanted to have a go at the attendants whom he had asked to book the room but another part of him didn’t, in case the mix up was actually his own fault. 

He let out a tense sigh. 

“It's fine,” he said stiffly, “you take the bed. I’ve slept in much harder places than on a wood floor.”

Xiong would shake his and rest his hands on her shoulders. “It’s alright Ari. I said if you wanna talk. Not that you have to talk.” He would do his best to console the other’s grief.

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First Meeting / Icebreakers.

Zuko gasped involuntarily the moment he felt a hot liquid spill over him. 

“What the-?!” He spun on his heel and his eyes met with a young woman, looking very awkward and apologetic. He staved his impulses, knowing he would only kick himself later if was seen publically chastising his people over something so petty.

“U-Uh, its fine...” He stuttered out a began dabbing himself down with a handkerchief he pulled from his robe. He hadn’t been wearing the sumptuous royal garb he’d usually adorned his figure nowadays. He was dressed instead in a plain kimono with his hair bound loosely behind his head in a casual topknot, one that felt unusually light in the absence of his crown.

“It's not expensive.” Not quite true but she didn’t need to know that. He pressed the silk cloth against the now stained fabric and smiled through his irritation.

“Its no big deal. In fact, let me buy you another drink.”