He looked to his right and see Lady Suiren casually talking with his Uncle Iroh, an audience surrounding them as if they were watching a debate. He had even said once that Azula was born lucky, and that he was lucky to be born. At least, not that he would know of it for his father doted only on Azula, his firebending prodigy. He longed for the love and acceptance of his father, who never actually showed it. He longed for his mother, the one who actually gave birth to him. Here he was, a Crown Prince of a great nation, yet he still wasn't content. Prince Zuko sat in the seat beside his father, looking on at the party held in the honor of his name and birth. In fact, more people had come, even the governors of Fire Nation colonies outside of the capital had come in hopes of currying favor with the future Fire Lord.
Much like Princess Azula's party, the Crown Prince's birthday was nothing short of extravagant.
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