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Title: For the Sake of Love
Author: wohitzi
Fandom: Avatar: The Last Airbender
Claim: Zuko/Katara
Prompt Set: Blue
Prompt: 2. Sake of Love
Type: Fanfiction
Rating: K
Warnings/Spoilers: None.
Disclaimer: I do not own 'Avatar' or any of its characters.
Summary: Zuko's advisors continually nag him to reconsider marrying Katara. The Fire Lord, in turn, becomes rather annoyed.
Notes: Okay, so, when I read the prompt, I thought it meant 'sake' as in 'for the ths sake of' - you know, to sacrifice something to benefit something else. Though, now that I actually think about it, the prompt probably references alcohol. xD So, yeah, that's my explanation for this, incase anyone gets confused.
“A waterbender? I’m sorry, my lord, but I think you’ve lost your mind.”
Zuko’s eyes narrowed into a glare. “I assure you, I’m perfectly sane.”
The advisor fidgeted, seeming uncomfortable under the intense gaze. “Yes, well, I still believe you should rethink your decision. The war has just barely ended, and I don’t think the public could support a Fire Lord who marries their enemy.”
“I don’t really care what the public thinks. This is my life and my marriage - I’ll do what I want.”
“That seems very unwise,” a second advisor said. “As the ruler of this nation, everything you do affects its people. Really, you should consider what’s best for them.”
Zuko’s fingers clenched the edge of his throne. He was sick of this argument. Every week it would repeat itself, with growing frequency and intensity as the day of Katara’s visit drew nearer. He loved her and wanted to marry her. That’s all there was to it, and no amount of nagging would change his mind.
However, that didn’t make the discussion any less annoying.
“... and, really, why go against tradition?” the second man continued. “Marriages have always been arranged. I think it best if we stick with tradition and marry you off to the noble Lady Mai, like we originally planned.”
Sighing, Zuko reached up to the crown in his hair. He pulled it free, getting to his feet and walking toward his startled advisors at the same time.
“Here,” he said, thrusting the golden flame emblem toward the first speaker. “Let Mai’s family rule. I’m done. If I can’t marry Katara without you guys harassing me, then I don’t want anything to do with being Fire Lord.”
Then he strode away to his room, where he packed his belongings in preparation for a visit to the South Pole.
Author: wohitzi
Fandom: Avatar: The Last Airbender
Claim: Zuko/Katara
Prompt Set: Blue
Prompt: 2. Sake of Love
Type: Fanfiction
Rating: K
Warnings/Spoilers: None.
Disclaimer: I do not own 'Avatar' or any of its characters.
Summary: Zuko's advisors continually nag him to reconsider marrying Katara. The Fire Lord, in turn, becomes rather annoyed.
Notes: Okay, so, when I read the prompt, I thought it meant 'sake' as in 'for the ths sake of' - you know, to sacrifice something to benefit something else. Though, now that I actually think about it, the prompt probably references alcohol. xD So, yeah, that's my explanation for this, incase anyone gets confused.
“A waterbender? I’m sorry, my lord, but I think you’ve lost your mind.”
Zuko’s eyes narrowed into a glare. “I assure you, I’m perfectly sane.”
The advisor fidgeted, seeming uncomfortable under the intense gaze. “Yes, well, I still believe you should rethink your decision. The war has just barely ended, and I don’t think the public could support a Fire Lord who marries their enemy.”
“I don’t really care what the public thinks. This is my life and my marriage - I’ll do what I want.”
“That seems very unwise,” a second advisor said. “As the ruler of this nation, everything you do affects its people. Really, you should consider what’s best for them.”
Zuko’s fingers clenched the edge of his throne. He was sick of this argument. Every week it would repeat itself, with growing frequency and intensity as the day of Katara’s visit drew nearer. He loved her and wanted to marry her. That’s all there was to it, and no amount of nagging would change his mind.
However, that didn’t make the discussion any less annoying.
“... and, really, why go against tradition?” the second man continued. “Marriages have always been arranged. I think it best if we stick with tradition and marry you off to the noble Lady Mai, like we originally planned.”
Sighing, Zuko reached up to the crown in his hair. He pulled it free, getting to his feet and walking toward his startled advisors at the same time.
“Here,” he said, thrusting the golden flame emblem toward the first speaker. “Let Mai’s family rule. I’m done. If I can’t marry Katara without you guys harassing me, then I don’t want anything to do with being Fire Lord.”
Then he strode away to his room, where he packed his belongings in preparation for a visit to the South Pole.