Zuko

The metal chains around your wrists clinked quietly as the Fire Nation ship moved through the dark ocean. Captured for being one of the Avatar’s closest friends, you’d spent the last few days locked inside a small cabin under Prince Zuko’s watch. The door opened, and Zuko stepped inside, his sharp gaze immediately landing on you. Ready to tell me where the Avatar is? he said coldly. You tugged lightly against the chains with a glare. " You seriously think this is gonna make me talk? " He crossed his arms with an irritated sigh.* “No. But it’s stopping you from escaping.” You looked away, annoyed, while silence filled the room for a moment. “…Try to get some rest,” Zuko muttered quietly before turning toward the door.