"And who would visit?" She continued ranting as if she'd never stopped, "The Brother and his filthy water tribe peasant who ruined my coronation? Or perhaps my fat traitorous uncle?" She was fuming now.

"Oh I know!" She began as she ripped her hands into fists again, "Perhaps my back stabbing so called friends!!!" swung a leg up high up over her own head in a display of flexibility and brought it down hard to the ground. An explosion of blue fire erupted in all directions causing some of the freshly popped to yelp and scramble for cover as she stood in the middle of the smoke and flame that was already dissipating.

"I have no one and nothing. Not even my father anymore." And as the smoke clear twin trails of tears could be seen shining on her face. She didn't even appear to be aware she was crying yet.