(Sorry, mixed up my weeks)
Close to midnight,
as had become their custom, Azula and Sokka took the lift up to the
Cave of Doors and walked about, wishing a silent “goodnight” to
all their children, each of whom had decided to remain on the island
after they had wed.“Midnight,”
Sokka said, after they had finished their rounds. He sat down on the
sill of the window facing out over the ocean. “Happy 30th
anniversary.”“Happy anniversary.” Azula settled her
crutches against the wall and sat down beside him.“Well?” he
asked.“Well
what?/”“Aren’t you going to ask me?”
“Ask
you what?”Sokka grinned; “What
was the first question you asked me after we were married?” He lay
his forehead against Azula’s. “As we are on our way to our
honeymoon”Azula laughed. “I was so afraid you’d
regret it. I still couldn’t believe you wanted me.”“Well?” he
prompted again.“Oh, that’s
right!” Azula put on a serious face. “Sokka, are you certain you
made the right decision marrying me?”Sokka smiled.“Ask
me in thirty years. I should know by then.”As she had
done that day, thirty years before, Azula returned his smile, then
lay her head against his chest. “Ask me in forever.”
Every Thirty Years
Published
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