Author's Note: Hello my wonderful readers! This is something totally new for me. I love Urzai (Ursa x Ozai) but never thought of writing a story or anything for it. I decided to take a stab at it in honor of Urzai Month! I encourage all of you to check out the wonderful submissions on tumblr (for more info check out my profile) and to submit your own :)

Urzai Month: Day 3


She wished she could say the sunrise looked the same no matter where she went. After all, it was the same sun rising all over the world. Back home the sunrise was like a watercolor portrait, the red and orange hues blending into one another. Here in Caldera the sunrise was harsh and too bright. But the warmth from the suns rays was the same in both locations.

She was grateful for the small private courtyard her rooms led out to. Alone in her thin nightgown she could sit by the pond and allow the sun's rays to warm her. She liked to raise her arms into the sky and let the warmth overtake her. When she was younger she would stretch out her arms towards the sun and pretend she could bend fire, like her grandfather. Now she liked to believe the rays she was absorbing were the warmth of love from her family back home. To calm her nerves at night she let herself believe that all the love her family had for her was given to the dark sky and in the morning the sun's rays were shooting it back to her. She knew it was childish and unbecoming of a princess but it was all she had.

She knew she had about an hour of alone time to do her ritual before Ozai came into her rooms. What she didn't know was that Ozai had seen her ritual. He was confused by her actions. He thought perhaps it was a primitive prayer to Agni but he never asked Ursa about it.

This morning was the fifth time he had caught her doing it and his curiosity got the best of him. Ursa was again sitting by the pond with her arms raised towards the sun. Her eyes were closed as her raven locks whipped in the light breeze.

He cleared his throat to get her attention. She opened her eyes, startled to find her husband in front of her. She quickly stood to bow. "Prince Ozai…"

"Princess Ursa, what are you doing?" Ozai asked.

"I was…um…watching the sun rise." Her voice quavered from fear. She kept her eyes downcast.

Ozai watched her in silence for a moment. He wasn't sure what to say to his new bride. "Ursa please look at me."

She was still afraid but the informal tone of his voice piqued her interest.

He could see the hint of fear in her eyes. He sighed in frustration because he didn't want her afraid of him. He decided to do what came natural to him. "Ursa, there is no reason to fear me. Stop it."

"I'm sorry." She whispered, unsure of how he would react.

He sat down by the pond and motioned for her to do the same. "I didn't know you woke so early."

She gave a small smile, "I enjoy watching the sunrise."

He awkwardly placed his hand above her small one. "I could watch it with you sometimes."

Ursa blushed, "Is…is that a promise, Ozai?"

He gave her one of his rare smiles, "Of course it is, Ursa."

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