"Look, I'm just saying Lochlan could have easily paired the prince with the heroine. There were heavy implications throughout the entire book that she was aiming for it before pulling the rug out from under our feet like that!"

"And I'm telling you, while she may have tried to make it look like they would have gotten together, it was all to help both of them to heal old wounds."

Katara's visits to the library became more frequent after she suggested the book to Zuko, and in those few weeks they had regular debates and discussions about certain aspects of the books. Zuko almost went on a rampage when the couple he thought would be getting together were actually made 'close friends' instead. It was a constant topic for them, and as always they got nowhere with it.

"If that's the case, she should have just made the friendship blatantly obvious in the beginning instead of leading the readers on like that! It's poor writing on her part." He said with a scowl, leaning back in the hard chair and looking across the small table at Katara, who wore a similar expression on her face.

"Well it should have been obvious for most people. Maybe you were just looking into it too much." She shot back, leaning away from the table and crossing her arms over her chest. Zuko's jaw dropped at her accusation, his good eye widening. They were obviously at a stalemate in their opinions, and he knew without a doubt that her stubborn attitude would not budge for anything. He ran his hand down his face and sighed.

"So you're telling me that the supposed friendship between the heroine and the monk is what?"

"It's the foundation of their relationship-"

"But she couldn't have gotten that with the prince? They had more connections in a single book that the monk had with her in like, three!" He said, feeling like he was trying to get someone to put two and two together only for them to come up with five. Katara groaned and looked down at her phone, swearing softly.

"Library closes at eight, right?" She asked, slowly looking up from her phone to him. Zuko furrowed his brows and nodded. She should know that with how often she came by.

"Why?"

"It's a quarter to ni-"

Zuko pushed away from the table quickly and raced to the front of the building with a slew of profanities, leaving Katara to laugh at his panicked expression. He poked his head around the corner of the aisle to look at her, pointing a finger in her direction.

"We aren't done here. Besides the characters being put with someone who clearly isn't the right one, there's still the matter of the attempted assassination on the king they did." He said, reaching into his pockets for his keys.

"Fine, we'll talk over coffee-"

"It's almost nine."

"Then dinner. You're paying."

"Fine." He said in a rush, making a beeline for the front door. It took him about half a minute to realize what he just set up and with whom.