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#i think it wld be kind of fun. azula seems like a hygiene freak if her constant trips to the royal spa were anything
lazyveran · 1 month
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no one knows where the disgraced princess of the fire nation ended up. there was never any question of her survival after the war, but talk is eerily quiet regarding zuko's sister once her escape from the asylum came and went. the efforts of his dragon's teeth, his spies which was still an odd thing to think about having, turn up nothing of import. azula had become a ghost more than anything else, her presence reduced to the still ongoing rennovations of the palace and the memories haunting the shadows of the halls. they never faded, even when the ashes of their joint destruction had long been swept away
later, much much later when his lordship dawned it's fifth year and the burden of the throne became that much heavier, zuko recieved a strange letter. it was from his uncle, that was no surprise, but wax seal was hasty, and unfurling it revealed strangely rushed characters. odd, since iroh's brush stroke was always resolute and strong, his mother always claiming it to be the writing of an earth bender rather than fire royalty. he reads his words above his overbearing desk, pushing away whatever else needed his eyes. they were measured, iroh's words, a peculiar care to them and at the bottom in post script was nothing but an address.
ba sing se, the upper ring, a newling establishment in the sun plaza, business district - the blue fire bathhouse
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