Alumna sighed… as she found one of the younger servants crying in the garden. The red Blossoms of the Ember trees swaying slightly, as the girl cried over her burnt hands. Sitting on the stone path hidden deep in the lush greenery, doing her best not to move them, and cause herself more pain.

The girl was maybe ten with black hair stark blue eyes and the standard dress of a servant draped over her body. The older servant fell to her knees brushing her gray hair out of her eyes, as she gently pulled the young servants hands into her view.

A grimace crawling onto her features, as she checked the wounds recognizing the work of the prince. She sighed yanking the child into her arms as she held her close. "Shhh." She comforted the child "It's okay. It's going to be perfectly fine." She said outwardly calm even as she inwardly cursed Ozai.

Only to freeze as she heard someone stop beside them.

Turning slowly she faced the fire-lords wife, the older woman started to shake. Servants weren't aloud in the garden, even to take care of the plants. It was an offense punishable by death. The garden was a place for nobility and nobility alone.

However, the Princess to fell to her Knees, gently pulling the young girl in front of her. The girl clammed up as Alumna stood still waiting for punishment. Even so the princess grabbed the girl's arm firmly, Pulling it out and unclasping the girls fist thus revealing the blackened skin.

"He wasn't always this bad you know." Said the noble woman, "He used to be so much nicer… talking about how he was going to end the war on peaceful terms." the child tears slowed slightly as the woman took out a jar full of a type of medicine, rubbing it into her palm. "I wasn't his first wife either… no I was just a replacement." She sighed "No the first was a woman named Violet, she was young, she was happy, she was… a good friend of mine. Her sunny blonde hair seemed to just… draw Ozai in, despite her commoner roots. They fell in love in this very garden" the princess said wistfully, as the older servant remained frozen, the young one calming down slightly as she sniffed. "Wha-what happened to her?" Tears shined within Princess Ursa's eyes "Azulon found out… and she was with child." Alumna sank further into the ground, knowing how this would end.

"Azulon… he aloud Ozai to keep the child overjoyed they married in secret, before spending the next seven months as happy as the sun, the fire nation seemed to glow with their joy… It was a happy time for both nobleman and commoner alike." A tear fell down the princess face "Before Azulon killed her a mere fortnight after giving birth." The servant gasped even as the princess tended grabbed her other hand rubbing the medicine further into the wound.

"He took the woman's life as payment, for the child to live. Ozai almost broke… He became angry and spiteful, the only one safe from his wrath were those he called friend but he only returned to his real self when with his son." She wiped the few remaining tears from the servants eye. "It was a short time after that I married Ozai, to appease Azulon and keep the child safe, however it wasn't as loveless a marriage as people thought and soon we were taking care of two young children. One mine the other Violets, both were perfect as far as we were concerned." she said as she rubbed the last of the medicine into the child's wounds. "And after another two years we had our final child. We were a happy family, despite our problem we were happy."

"When He was six Ozai brought the child to what he thought were suppose to be peace talks with the earth-Kingdom… leaving Zuko and Azula behind. They arrived in a small strip of neutral territory, many generals were present, including the great king Bumi of Omashu, the dragon of the west… even the previous earth king, and Azulon were present."

"For one week they made progress they almost managed a treaty… before everything fell apart. Both Ozai and Azulon arguing, in the dead of night. Azulon wanted to use the so called "Peace" talks into a slaughter house. Ozai didn't approve, he tried to talk him tried to halt the Fire lord's plans. But Azulon didn't listen, and had his men prepare to ambush them in the meeting hall the next day… But unknown to them the child slinked away into the darkness. He snuck past the guards, and warned them."

"They were grateful they begged the child to flee with them, to meet the children who would see their fathers again thanks to him, a six year old child who in his mind only did what was right. Simply announced with a happy smile. "I can't sir… After all I have my own father to whom I must return."

The child pranced away from the earth nation soldiers, whom were never informed of the child's name. As they disappeared into the night. But the child was caught by the guards, who managed to extract what the child had done."

"Furious they informed Azulon, who left the child in a prison cell, His judgement was reserved for when they arrived back at the capital. His only visitor being his father who left with tears in his eyes after every visit. Upon arrival of the capital Azulon resolved his judgement to be exiled to a small Island between the Fire Nation and earth kingdom's borders called the magma Isle's. He was to remain their never to see his father or family ever again. Even those who were stationed to bring the boy supplies never saw anything but a glimpse of the child. Shortly after Azulon approached Colloquy the creator of words, and had the spirit make the name Taboo. In doing so it removed the name from history, and made it so anyone who knew the name, could no longer say it."

"Not a year later, the soldiers stationed to bring the boy supplies, came back with a full load, and the news that the magma Isle's had disappeared. At some point along the way anything left Of the original Prince Ozai… Shattered leaving us with what we have today... and with Honesty all we deserve." Unknown to princess Ursa the story of the young child had been spread throughout the nations, Unknown to princess Ursa children sat in a circle, as their gran told them a story, of how blind girl listened intently to her mother, of how the elder of the kyoshi Island, told aspiring warriors a tale, Of how King Bumi would never forget, that small violet flame, as they all spoke in unison.

"In that moment was when all of the world knew, the last light of the Fire Nation, the last hope of a peaceful, end… was put out."