He had walked, lost, for so long that when the dragons started appearing in his dreams he reached for the thin thread of hope the sight of them gave him.
Maybe it wasn't a sign, but Zuko needed it to be one. The more the dreams came, the more his course shifted out of the Earth Kingdom, following the path of the Skahazadhan River to Meereen. A person didn't need the connections that came with being Crown Prince to hear about what was happening there - to hear about her, the girl they were calling the Mother of Dragons.
What a title - part of him believed it was symbolic. It was the only explanation he had for why there had yet to be any rumors of any Fire Nation trying to hunt whatever dragons there might have been down.
Walking into her throne room he wasn't prepared for the slight shape of the pale-haired girl sitting on the ebony bench. The titles she went by, the accolades that came on the heels of the mention of her name all built her up to be bigger than she was, and older too.
Stopping when she spoke he lifted his fist, pressing against the heel of his palm in a low, respectful bow. "Thank you for seeing me, your majesty." He straightened up, dropping his hands as he swallowed hard. Zuko had not planned past this point. He believed that he needed to meet her, and her dragons, but he didn't know why, or what he expected to get from it.
Planning was something he had still not quite gotten a handle on.
"I'm a refugee from the Fire Nation," he began, knowing he had to say something and feeling a pang of guilt that it had to be a tilted version of the truth. "A bender who defected. We're taught that firebending comes from the dragons, but there are none left." Because of his father and grandfather, he knew, but he didn't know what she would do if she was privy to this information, and he had come this far. He didn't want to fail now because he said the wrong thing.
"But, um - I've been dreaming about them. I think that I've been dreaming about yours. I think your dragons have something to teach me." Until the moment he said it, Zuko had not realized that was exactly why he had traveled so far to meet her and her children. His dreams had pulled him for reasons he could not put a finger on, but now, he was sure he was being called to meet real firebending masters.
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idk this went down a path
Date: 2021-11-12 01:07 am (UTC)Maybe it wasn't a sign, but Zuko needed it to be one. The more the dreams came, the more his course shifted out of the Earth Kingdom, following the path of the Skahazadhan River to Meereen. A person didn't need the connections that came with being Crown Prince to hear about what was happening there - to hear about her, the girl they were calling the Mother of Dragons.
What a title - part of him believed it was symbolic. It was the only explanation he had for why there had yet to be any rumors of any Fire Nation trying to hunt whatever dragons there might have been down.
Walking into her throne room he wasn't prepared for the slight shape of the pale-haired girl sitting on the ebony bench. The titles she went by, the accolades that came on the heels of the mention of her name all built her up to be bigger than she was, and older too.
Stopping when she spoke he lifted his fist, pressing against the heel of his palm in a low, respectful bow. "Thank you for seeing me, your majesty." He straightened up, dropping his hands as he swallowed hard. Zuko had not planned past this point. He believed that he needed to meet her, and her dragons, but he didn't know why, or what he expected to get from it.
Planning was something he had still not quite gotten a handle on.
"I'm a refugee from the Fire Nation," he began, knowing he had to say something and feeling a pang of guilt that it had to be a tilted version of the truth. "A bender who defected. We're taught that firebending comes from the dragons, but there are none left." Because of his father and grandfather, he knew, but he didn't know what she would do if she was privy to this information, and he had come this far. He didn't want to fail now because he said the wrong thing.
"But, um - I've been dreaming about them. I think that I've been dreaming about yours. I think your dragons have something to teach me." Until the moment he said it, Zuko had not realized that was exactly why he had traveled so far to meet her and her children. His dreams had pulled him for reasons he could not put a finger on, but now, he was sure he was being called to meet real firebending masters.