Return of the Princess

The Dining room would appear empty with the exception of the servants making preperations, along the large room there would be large antique wooden tables that stretched all across the entire banquet sized room, and a table at the end where the absent firelord and his relatives would sit, there, leaning against the firelords seat Azula would be standing, looking around, at the servants squabbling to have dinner ready for everyone who was attending, this clearly meant nobles, relatives, military commanders, generals, and heroes.

Azula would smirk when he would come to her, she would return the mock bow, she looks towards the kitchen and take in a whiff, "Smells good, Hmm?" She turned around and then says, "However, it they don't hurry up, someone is going to get burned." She would hold a small ember in her left hand, it is hard to tell if she is joking or not.

She would then sit on the table and dangle her legs, "Sometimes I wish I could be back in the south pole, Even already I miss the Adventure, knowing a Polar Bear Dog could leap on me and claw me to death without a seconds warning." she would huff out a bit of air, blowing her bangs out of her face for a moment.

She would ponder the idea, she did like the idea of attempting to beat the heat with firebending, she would nod, "I like the sound of that, I never, ever decline an adventure like that." She would nod, knowing he was serious. Agreeing to what he proposed.

The Servants would begin to exit the kitchen, bringing food with them, placing it on the table. Azula would know the smell now, it was fine steak, she knew her whole life the Fire Nation palace served amazing food, its meats most prominent. Suddenly, nobles would begin to enter the room, the room would soon be filled up with people at the feast.

Azula would smirk at Hakota, and then guide him to the larger, more decorative table, The Largest seat clearly meant for the Firelord, Azula would sit in it, and sigh. "No, He is not here." She would announce. "While the Firelord is gone, I've been relaxing on his throne, and in his place, y'know, Casual stuff." She would yawn and rest her head on the back of the chair.

Food would then be served, the servants coming out, Azula would sit Hakota down next to her, where the Heir to the throne is supposed to sit. The Servant would open a silver tray, revealing fine chicken soup, with a side of professionally baked bread. The Servant would then nod, "Second Course is Steak, freshly slaughtered right here in the Homeland Fire Nation, Only the best for the Royal Family, And..." He would look at Hakota.