There Are Oranges In Heaven - Avatar the Last Airbender
Title: There Are Oranges In Heaven
Author: trekkim
Fandom: Avatar: The Last Airbender
Character: Zula
Prompt: 038 Obsession
Pairing: None
Rating: PG
Summary: Zula’s first memory is of oranges.
Zula’s first memory is of the orange orchard on the property of her mother’s plantation, where she had lived as a small child. She remembered very little of that time for she was taken away when she was six to live with her father and brother at the royal palace.
Of her mother, she does not have fond memories. The woman was more concerned with her social standing than political climate. She was a distant figure to her children, uninterested in their going ons. That was what nannies were for.
There were no orange trees at the royal palace. There were plenty of oranges -orange juice, salads topped with orange slices, orange wine, orange cake, orange pie, duck in orange sauce, orange cream - but no orange tress.
When I have the throne, when my father has been disposed of and my brother scattered to the fours winds, I will have an orange orchard planted within the palace walls, she promised herself. It was her only ambition that was for herself alone.
Now, with the executioner’s noose tight around her neck and only half a breath of life left, all she could smell were the oranges.
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Author: trekkim
Fandom: Avatar: The Last Airbender
Character: Zula
Prompt: 038 Obsession
Pairing: None
Rating: PG
Summary: Zula’s first memory is of oranges.
Zula’s first memory is of the orange orchard on the property of her mother’s plantation, where she had lived as a small child. She remembered very little of that time for she was taken away when she was six to live with her father and brother at the royal palace.
Of her mother, she does not have fond memories. The woman was more concerned with her social standing than political climate. She was a distant figure to her children, uninterested in their going ons. That was what nannies were for.
There were no orange trees at the royal palace. There were plenty of oranges -orange juice, salads topped with orange slices, orange wine, orange cake, orange pie, duck in orange sauce, orange cream - but no orange tress.
When I have the throne, when my father has been disposed of and my brother scattered to the fours winds, I will have an orange orchard planted within the palace walls, she promised herself. It was her only ambition that was for herself alone.
Now, with the executioner’s noose tight around her neck and only half a breath of life left, all she could smell were the oranges.
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