Zhao was too exhausted and comfortable to be bothered by the earthy smell and the feel of spongy moss tickling his sideburns. He was lying facedown somewhere warm and moist and he knew he should probably get up and get on with whatever scheme he was currently about, but for the life of him, he couldn't recall what that might be.
And he was comfortable. So very comfortable.
"Don't get up on my account."
Zhao twitched and lifted his head to look for the owner of the mysterious voice. He was in a strange swamp with no recollection of how he'd come to be there, but it would take much more to shake his confidenc
**After Azula was defeated in the agni kai, Zuko sent her to a nearby prison.**
Almost two years have gone by. Azula sat in her cell, feeling more scared and alone than ever. It was so dark and depressing in her tiny cell.
A little kick interrupted her daze. She looked down at her large belly. From as far as she could tell she was due any day now. Azula put her hand over her belly. Tears rolled down her checks.
She attempted to quietly utter something to her unborn child, but only ended up choking on her words and crying.
It really wasn't that she was pregnant that devastated her. It was how she got pregnant. She was raped. Several tim