It could never work! Her mind shouted in fury and the emotions ran through her in a torrent of thoughts and memories. She belong to another and he the same. Fire and water, black and white. Two opposites.
She rose with the moon and he rose with the sun. In fact, his inspiration had always been her. As soon as his sun rose he knew exactly what his life meant. As soon as her moon rose she understood her place in such a conflicted world. She was his sun, just as he was her moon. Strange, she thought, her lower lip slightly quivering. He was hot and bright like a sun should be, yet he turned out to be the moon. She was cool and beautiful like a moon should be and yet she was his sun.
"We need to talk
" Katara glanced down. She couldn't look him in the eye. The prince had always held a sort of mystery for the young peasant girl to unlock. That mystery had turned into something dangerous, something meaningful.
"Katara, I don't think that's the best idea." His face por