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History would come to know Fire Lady Katara as determined, strong, unyielding; a ruler who fought tooth and nail for what she believed was right.
To her husband, however, she was mostly very, very stubborn.
“Just admit that you’re in over your head. What’s the problem?”
“I’m not! Zuko, I know what I’m doing, okay. Things are just a bit…volatile at the moment.”
“Volatile? There were death threats!”
“Oh, like you take death threats seriously.”
“I do when they’re directed at you!”
“They weren’t. Technically.”
“Look, it’s not that I don’t…respect your political skills.” She raised an eyebrow at him. “It’s just that maybe they weren’t…you know, ready for you.”
“Then they never will be. I can’t wait for that.” She was already leaving the room. He followed her.
“Maybe I should sit in.”
“No.” She flashed him a smile and shut the door in his face.