Force of Iron Chapter 13Force of Iron
The Heat Rises
Ozaian awoke the next morning to find his head pounding and his sight blurred. Every light seemed too bright and the smallest noise rung in his ears. He grunted painfully and rubbed his eyes trying to recall what had happened the night before. As hard as he tried he couldn't recall anything except Katara not obeying him.
He grunted angrily as a guard walked in to deliver him the daily status report, he took it and carelessly tossed it onto his desk.
"Make sure that Mistress Katara doesn't leave her room, until further orders from me," he commanded as he sat up stretching out his stiff limbs.
"Yes, sir," said the guard as he saluted and left the room.
Katara awoke a few hours later, to find herself completely at ease, as if she wasn't in the lions den, and her love didn't live behind bars. She ate her breakfast slowly and quietly savoring the taste of the food as if she hadn't eaten in a long time.
As her food digested she too
Force of Iron Chapter 12Force of Iron
Curse of the Darkness
After explaining everything that had occurred within the past hour to Elsa, Katara found herself out of breath, not realizing she had been talking so quickly. She blamed it on her shaken nerves.
Elsa on the other hand was shocked at Ozaian's actions, not realizing he was willing to do such things when his scheme of impersonating Zuko was at stake. Then again he was drunk on a hard core brand of whiskey. She made a mental note to hide his stores to make him think that he had simply misplaced them.
"From now on make sure that the door to your room is locked if you don't want that to happen again," Elsa advised Katara as she healed her arm with her bending.
It took her longer to heal broken bones then just plain cuts and scars, mostly because it wasn't on the surface of the skin; it was deep within the body, therefore making it take longer healing sessions.
But nevertheless, within minutes her broken arm was completely healed. It was in that