Even the idea of pretending to be a loyal Fire Nation citizen horrifies you. You left that life long behind, and you don't want to risk stumbling back into it.
"You're mistaken. I am not from the Fire Nation, I am not a messenger, and I'm certainly not the Fire Lord's personal errand runner. You must have me confused with someone."
The captain seems to believe you, and nods. "Sorry for the trouble then, miss."
He and his squad move forward. As he walks past you, he stops, and whispers in your ear. "Deny it all you want, but I can tell plain as day that you're no Earth Kingdom peasant. I expect you to be in the officer's barracks at sunset to explain what you're doing here and who exactly you are. Decline to attend, and things will get very unpleasant."
You shiver slightly, those choices don't sound appetizing at all. Maybe you should get out of town, the sooner the better. |