Title: Lex Talionis
Chapter 7 : Chased for Sport
Summary: Sometimes revenge isn't sweet, it can be downright cruel. AU Zutara.
Story link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/8421512/1/L
It's been several months since I've posted anything, due to Real Life this year being rather brutal for long stretches, and due to the stress and extra work involved in suddenly switching to solo parenting. But at least I've managed to produce the next chapter of Promises to Keep before Christmas!
Those who haven't lost interest in this story after several months without an update, can read Chapter 14: Tramps and Thieves here at FFnet: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/6817325/14/P
Or here at AO3: http://archiveofourown.org/works/225119/c
Happy Holidays, and happy reading!
“But I can’t let a tyrant sit on my throne!”
“Patience,” Iroh said, placing a hand on his nephew’s shoulder. “Tyranny cannot endure forever. By its very nature it rots everything it rules, including itself.” He slipped his arms up his sleeves and shrugged. “But then that can take a lifetime, so you’ll need to accelerate the process or stop it altogether.”
“And how do you propose I do that?”
“Hey, that’s what we’re here for,” Sokka said, tapping at his temple. “We’re your think tank, buddy. We’ll come up with a plan.”
“Don’t worry, Zuko,” Aang said, nudging a grumpy-faced Zuko in the ribs. “We’ll find a way. We always do.”
“Katara—” he put a hand on hers, stilling her ministrations “—you’ve done enough healing for one night. You need to rest and regain your strength.”
“You should listen to your own advice,” she said. “You need sleep, Zuko.”
“No, you’re not. You’re almost falling down where you stand.”
“Then I’ll stop standing.”
Zuko sank down onto the large bed with a smirk and Katara rolled her eyes.