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The Wrong Bride Part 1
Constance Takahata was a slim black haired girl with rosy red lips and a curvy figure. Most men who passed her would blush at her very curvy appearance. She could wrap men around her finger with the flick of her long, thick hair. But Constance was not interested in having as many men as she could. She was more interested in marrying one special man who she could start a lovely family with. This man she had met was a strapping Englishman named Edgar H Blood. She had met him two years back at her cousin's debutant ball and the two clicked just like that. About a month ago, Edgar took her to the turtleduck paddleboats by harmony tower to propose to her. The answer was a no brainer. But as their little boat sailed by, another boat passed with two girls giggling and blushing inside it. Constance took notice that while the brunette looked nothing like her at all, the black hairs one looked scary close to her own image. Edgar assuredThe her that it wasn't a big deal and she shrugged it
It had been two years since my agonizing therapy had begun.
"Walk left foot down good Korra," Katara's sweet voice would repeat over and over.
"Now take a step forward let's go come on," she would encourage. The pain in my legs was so sharp whenever I would take a step. I had mustered all my strength just to hold onto the railing for balance. Come to think if it, the word balance, I didn't even understand the meaning of that word anymore. I had the support of my parents and Naga all surrounding me, and it felt so good to have such loving friends and family by my side, but I can't help but still feel like I let the world down. I feel so out of synch with myself that it hurts to think about what I used to be capable of.
"Korra, you have some letters from your friends," Mother's silk voice echoed.
"Please bring them up to my room mom," I replied, my voice shaky. I miss my friends and all, but it's hard to look at their letters without feeling like I shamed them too. I really am a pathetic
Fire bending Training
It had been at least a week since the dramatic incident with Azula, a week since Zuko's already rambunctious half sister had become even more of a handful since discovering she was a fire bender. Zuko didn't have the time to teach his small sibling firebending, he had duties to attend to and fire bending training was not something he had the energy or patience for. Iroh was busy at Yu Dao for the time being and Kunyo had established a life in the colonies and simply couldn't drop everything at his fire bending academy in Yu Dao to train Princess Ursa's daughter. Kiyi was without a fire bending teacher but that didn't stop her from continuing to beg Zuko into giving in. Every time she'd see him, she'd run up to him and tug at his robes while begging,
"Please please please Zuzu, please show me fire bending, I wanna firebend and be like you," she'd say in her small voice. Zuko loved his sister, but he was getting a bit fed up with her constantly following him everywhere and embarrassing h