With that the family of four stood and bowed deeply. Apparently dismissed. Kya gulped loudly as the tall woman walked towards her. She smiled down softly and privately towards Kya.
"You may call me Lady Ursa." Was how she introduced herself. She looked between Katara and Kya and waited patiently for a few moments. She seemed used to waiting. Her patience was great.
"This is my daughter Katara. I am Kya." Kya said staring up firmly back towards Ursa. Ursa quirked a single perfectly manicured eyebrow and continued to smile that small private knowing smile.
"Well Kya. Katara. Welcome to your new home. The palace has not had a southern water tribe member in its halls for a very long time. You may stand." Kya and Katara slowly got up to their feet. Ursa took a hold of Kya's chain and began to walk. She walked with a casual smoothness. Like she was gliding. Kya gripped Katara's hand as they walked out of the massive throne room.
"Mother! I wish to train my water tribe toy!" The little girl shouted once they were in the hallway. Katara wrinkled her nose in distaste. The father…Ozai Katara remembered, had walked away by the time the rest of them had gotten to the hallway. Clearly he didn't seem interested in the family. Or he was busy with other matters.
Katara was disappointed. She had hoped to get to see the entire family up close. The two fire nation children were well fed. Full cheeked with glossy black hair. The boy seemed to resemble his mother's softer eyes and features. The little girl had more of the father's squareness. More chin and firmer eyes. She had lovely hair though.
Ursa frowned warningly down at the short little girl. She was shorter then Katara, although they were definitely around the same age. The fire nation princess glared right back. Completely at ease.
"Azula! This is Katara, she is not a toy. She belongs to you, to both of you. But never mistake her for a toy." Ursa said gently yet firmly. Ursa gripped Katara's chain and handed it over to the young boy. He had been standing silently and watching the women. He seemed shy, introverted, quiet.
"Zuko, take Katara to your shared play chambers and start introducing her to her new role. I expect you to teach her what is expected of her. You must also show her the gardens and the bedchambers. Remember that she is a gift to the both of you. You must share her." Ursa said with a warning look over towards Azula. Azula rolled her eyes. Clearly annoyed with her mother.
"And don't forget that she is a gift from your grandfather. So you must treat her well. No breaking her. You do not want to insult your grandfather by ruining his gift to you both. It was generous of him wasn't it?" Ursa asked the rhetorical question to the two children. Before she turned towards Kya and smiled sweetly.
"Wasn't it nice of him? To give your daughter to my children?" Kya blinked in confusion a few seconds before gulping, her breasts felt too exposed and yet somehow still constricted by the overly small rubber band like top.
"Oh yes! Very generous of the Fire Lord!" Kya agreed rapidly. Nodding her head quickly. Kya raised her eyebrows at Katara. A little warning. And the younger girl nodded along with her mother.
"Come along you." Zuko said pulling on Katara's chain. She walked a few steps. Her hands gripped her golden collar.
"And you will come with me so that you can learn your place." Ursa said as she wrapped Kya's golden chain tightly around her hand. She turned around and began walking away. Not waiting for Kya to catch up.
Katara yelped as Zuko pulled firmly on Katara's collar. And began walking her in the other direction. Katara turned back to look at her mother with wide eyes.
"M-Mom?" Katara's eyes were nearly overflowing with tears. Kya turned and looked back at her daughter. Her promise that they would stay together rocking through her ears. As loud as the waves.
"Katara!" Kya said pulling sharply. Ursa raised a perfectly manicured eyebrow in surprise as the golden chain flew out of her hands. It clattered down behind the water tribe woman, clicking at her ankles and over the bamboo floors. Katara wrenched her neck and sprinted towards her mom. Her chain racked over Zuko's knuckles.
Kya scooped Katara up. Held her close and whispered in her ear.
"Don't waterbend. If you want to see me again. Do not let them know you are a waterbender." Katara pulled her face away the make up smeared across their cheeks. Katara nodded quickly. Her eyes wide and blue.
"I will see you soon. Be good. I love you. Don't be scared." Kya said quickly as Katara nodded. Her throat was full of lumps. Kya pressed her forehead to Katara's. She took a deep steadying breath and then slowly let it out. Katara copied her. Their foreheads pressed firmly together.
"Okay. It's time to go. You will see each other for dinner." Ursa said firmly. She gripped Kya's chain and yanked it sharply upwards. Kya gently placed Katara on the floor and gave her daughter's forehead a kiss.
Kya grinned downwards before Ursa yanked her new toy away.
"That was an unacceptable thing that you just did." Ursa whispered warningly into Kya's ear. Kya squeaked in amazement. Ursa had one hand on Kya's chain. And the other was gripping Kya's left ass cheek firmly. Her long fingernails digging into the warm soft round booty flesh. Admiring the firmness, leaving her fingerprints on the water tribe milf's butt cheek.
"It occurs to me that we might have some work cut in domesticating you both. But I am sure that with the proper training you will both accept your fates. Your new lives. Your better life." Kya gulped and shivered. Ursa let out a light musical giggle, she had felt Kya shiver. She slipped her hand beneath the thin cloth of Kya's loin cloth. Squeezing Kya's ass all the harder. All the more possessively.
"You're lucky I didn't burn you." Azula said threateningly as she gripped the chain on Katara's neck. Yanking her along impatiently. Zuko wandering behind them. Katara looked over her shoulder as Kya was lead around a corner by Ursa and away.
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