Gliding Lessons with Tenzin
"Hmm. That will probably go away in due time if you keep practicing it. Perhaps you’re trying too hard. Try being gentler. Making smaller adjustments. Don’t pull on the wings but nudge them in the direction you want them to go."
"I’ve tried to be as gentle as I’ve been taught. Any gentler and the glider would fall to the ground."
He huffed and closed his glider. “Perhaps I’m not cut out to be a flyer.” His hand passed over the carefully carved wood and he sighed. “Should I just jump off a cliff with it and see if it comes naturally?”
"I miss Lin."
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She was quiet for a few only focusing on her breathing and she spoke “I am sorry I yelled at you..I just..need some time alone.” she said as she looked at her husband with sad eyes.
She needed space, she needed time to grieve. The healer helped her pick a name for the baby Ursa decided to call her Ai meaning loved one.
The husband nodded sadly and let go of her hand to step out of the room. He went into the kitchen to make tea, an activity that always seemed t calm him down.
Ozai couldn’t help but wonder what his brother would do. Was he really supposed to just wait it out? How would he tell his father?
“Then he will be a great leader.” Ursa wanted the world for her son, and she was willing to do anything to make sure her son’s birth right was secure.
Ursa gave a small smile “You know people are all ready asking when we will have another child.” she said a bit rolling her eyes. This was the life of a royal people always wanted more prince and princesses.
"Do you want to try for another?" After all the stress of today, a little intimacy was a welcomed thing. It had been a while too. He couldn’t help but draw closer to her.
She smiled “Of course he is it’s just I am happy that he gets along with you.” she got up from her seat and she moved to kiss Ozai softly as she looked down at their son. “I think he is going to be a great Fire Lord one day.”
He kissed her back. “If he lives long enough… I’m not crown prince.” Ozai frowned and put the baby back into his crib so he could finish his nap. “He’ll be a prince like his father for most of his life.”
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"Ozai..It was not a failure it was an accident. I did everything I could to..carry our child to term. I did all I could so don’t you dare blame this on me." she said as she felt tears stinging her eyes.
How could be be so insensitive to her? He was not the one who had to carry the child inside her for nine months only to be greeted with death.
Ozai wanted to leave the room. To walk out and grieve on his own but… something was keeping him at her side despite being corrected by his own wife.
"Perhaps we didn’t do enough?" His voice cracked as he remembered his brother speaking those exact words when talking about their mother.
"…….I’m sorry. You didn’t fail. I didn’t mean it that way."
She smiled as she watched her husband hold their newborn son. “I am surprised at how calm he is. Usually Zuko is either crying or wanting to be held, You have a good connection with him Ozai.” she said with a grin.
Ozai raised a questionable brow at Ursa as Zuko started to stir a bit but was easily calmed down with a few soft rocks back n forth. “Well he is our child…”
"Master Tenzin. Jinora began teaching me how to fly a glider while you were away. I have almost full control as I run with it." Ozai smiled a little, still thinking about how he hurt himself but he wouldn't tell Tenzin... yet.
"Which part are you having trouble with?"
"Controlling the air currents to keep it stable and balanced. I was never much of a kite flyer."
"I’ve read books about these things, you know. I know where babies come from…kind of. I know the gist. I’ve never heard of a ‘blow job’ though, is that an airbending move?"
Ozai slide into the frame. “It’s the most painful airbending move imaginable.”
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A stillborn daughter, this was not how it was suppose to be she was suppose to have given birth to a son a healthy son who would be king. She was in pain from the birth that the healers had medicated her with a simple blend of herbs to calm her.
Once she had come too she spoke “Ozai..I am so sorry.”
"No… we’ll just try again in the future…" He refused to look at her. His mind was on his soon to be angry father. "We have to."
After a few more moments of avoidance, he looked back at Ursa with furrowed eyebrows. “Promise me that you won’t fail again.”
"A good thing,I think its a good thing that Zuko looks like his father." she said as she smiled softly at Ozai. "You should hold him.."
"Of course." He reached down and picked up the baby, supporting the head like the nurse taught him. Once the child was in his arms, he held him close and laid a warm hand on the baby’s chest.
She gave a small smile at Ozai. He was so clueless sometimes it was almost cute. She watched her son who was sleeping in a small crib nearby and she spoke “You know he looks like you.”
"Is that a good thing or a bad thing?" He whispered as he eyed his beautiful wife.
The Healer helped ease her into the birthing pose and told her to push. Ursa screamed with each contraction as she felt like her body was going to ripped in two.
After four hours of hard labor the healer held a child in her arms but something was wrong the child was not crying. Ursa was physically exgushed she looked over as the Healer worked on the baby she spoke “I am sorry your grace, she is a stillborn.”
Ozai’s face fell and he looked from the baby to Ursa, his hand still grasping hers. With an erratic inhale, he closed his eyes and looked away to grieve in his own quiet way. This was hard on the both of them.
He spoke no words. All he did was hold onto Ursa’s warm, sweaty hand, grateful that she was still alive and hadn’t passed with the baby.
"Ozai, Zuko is only three weeks old you can’t take him swimming yet what if he gets sick?" she said concerned for her son.
"Alright… I’ll wait." He was eager to start training the boy and wasn’t thinking about age. How foolish of him.