Princess' Shrink [Azula X reader]

"You look beautiful," Azula smiles at Y/n as they meet up while walking down to the dinner hall. "The moon ought to be jealous of your beauty."

Y/n blushes and doesn't say anything in response. Azula smirks at this reaction, taking pride in the fact that she got her doctor to blush yet again.

Y/n had worn her prettiest dress, well the best dress she could afford. Azula did request for her to dress nicely after all.

As they converse and laugh with eachother, they walk past the biggest hall way Y/n has ever seen. There, a painting of the Firelord and the so called 'Gaang' is placed right in the middle. It was a painting full of pride. However, Azula's smile falls when she sees this piece of art. She stops walking to take a closer look at it.

"What is it, my lady?" Y/n questions when she notices Azula had stopped walking next to her. The doctor turns around to see the former Princess staring at the painting. With a pitiful smile, she walks closer the raven-haired girl and stands besides her.

"Azula," she corrects sternly, still looking at the painting. "I told you to call me by my name, remember?"

"Right... Azula," Y/n smiles at the way the name rolls off her tongue. She looks up at the painting. "It's quite a magnificent painting. A little too showy for my liking."

"There used to be a painting of my father up there." Azula blurts, biting her bottom lip as she furrows her brows seemingly in deep thought.

"Do you miss that painting?" Y/n inquires, making a mental note to talk more about this in the next therapy session.

"I don't know," Azula scoffs, shaking her head. "I used to want my picture up there. I wanted it so badly. But I'm confused since...I don't seem to want it anymore. It was my childhood dream, and yet it dissipated so quickly."

"Was it truly your dream?"

"Please," Azula says breathlessly. "Therapy is later."

She starts walking quickly down the hall, making Y/n have to catch up to her.

The entrance to the dining hall appears on Y/n's right. Azula and her stare at each other for a moment before walking in hesitantly. The guards open the doors for the two and, as soon as they do, an aroma of Fire Nation spices fills up Y/n's nose. She breathes in the delicious smell, sighing with pleasure.

Looking around the room, she can see a chandelier hung up on the celling, one similar to that in Azula's room but much more grand. The walls are painted in blood red, and so is the cloth that lays on top of the wooden dining table.

Y/n bows gracefully, as was expected since she was only but a peasant in the presence of royalty. However, Azula didn't even give a slight nod before rushing to sit down.

Y/n follows her to the table and sits next to her quietly.

Looking at the display of food, you'd think that the Firelord was trying to feed a monster that had been starving for years. There was so much food, from expensive beef to sweets such as cakes and mochi. Y/n looked in awe of all the food that surrounded her.

"You look like you've seen a ghost,' Azula remarks quietly, only loud enough for Y/n to hear.

"All this food might send me to my early grave,"

"Oh, then we must stop you from eating too much," Y/n smiles at Azula, giggling at this joke.

"It's so nice of you to join us, Azula," Ursa calls out to her daughter. It had only been a couple hours since the incident of the nightmare. "Have you slept well?"

"Well, enough," Azula responds distastefully, grabbing a serving spoon and placing a bunch of spicy beef onto her plate. She grabs her fork and stabs her steak, plopping it into her mouth. "Would have been better if I was allowed back in my old room."

"Your old room is currently under renovation," Mai quickly responds, raising a brow at Azula with so much judgment and hatred it scared the doctor. "Since you decided to make it a mess last time you resided there."

Azula only scoffs, taking another bite of her food.

"Why did you break the mirror again?" The Firelady pushes, not giving Azula a break.

"Mai," Zuko jumps in, shaking his head with a weary look. "Let it rest."

The Fire lady sighs in defeat, nodding at her husband. Y/n lets out a breath she didn't know she was holding. What a bitch!

"How is your room Dr. L/n," Zuko quickly asked, trying his best to change the subject. "I hope you find it to your liking?"

"It's beautiful your majesty," Y/n replies happily, smiling ear to ear. "I've never seen anything so big and luxurious. I thank you deeply for this opportunity."

"Well, of course," The Firelord smiles back. "We gave you the best guest bedroom this palace had to offer, in thanks for your hard work."

Y/n grins as she picks up the expensive looking beef and placing it on her plate.

"How did you become a doctor?" Ty Lee asks with curiosity. "Have you always enjoyed this line of work?"

"Well, I enjoy puzzles," Y/n responds, taking a bite of her beef. "The mind is full of them. But every puzzle is able to be solved."

Ty Lee nods with amusement and interest, earning an aggressive side-eye from Azula.

The rest of the dinner went well. Y/n and the rest of the royal family made good conversation, talking about all sorts of things. After a while, the dinner ended and everyone went back to their rooms.

Azula nods at Y/n who instantly knows what it meant.

Meet me in my room.

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Azula closes her door before walking up to her vanity. She sits down and grabs her hairbrush. She had a habit of brushing her hair for a ridiculously long time. It's one of the only things that calm her down. She also had a habit of wanting everything to be perfect, her hair was so exception.

A loud thud interrupts Azula's train of thought. She looks back to see Ty Lee standing on her balcony fence.

"What have I done to warrant such a visit?" Says Azula with a sarcastic tone, rolling her eyes annoyed that Ty Lee had decided to barge into her room just before Y/n was supposed to get there. "Have I committed a great offense?" She asks teasingly.

"Stop it Azula," Ty Lee pleads. "I just want to talk to you."

"Speak as you will," Replies the girl. "But I don't guarantee my attention."

The braided haired girl only scoffs but continues to speak.

"Don't do anything to harm Zuko or anyone else in this family," Ty Lee warns with a dark tone.

"And if I do? What will you do then? Attack me with your golden fans? Oh, maybe you'll chi block me and make me fall onto the ground limp!" Azula exclaims with a mocking tone.

"I know you, Azula. This little act of yours isn't real. I'm warning you," Azula smirks. "Don't do anything."