"To kill one of Sozin's line is not easy," she says softly, carrying a tea set.

Clink. Clink. Two cups are set upon the table.

Ursa pours in submissive silence. The flickering light and her subdued gestures are the only movements in the dim room. Steam rises gently from her cup as she drinks.

Ozai takes his tea, sips deeply, and speaks.

"You must act quickly if you wish to save him."

She does not speak for a long moment. Finally she says, "He will be dead before sunrise."

I did it

for you.

Zuko weeps at his father's pyre.