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First light crept into the royal bedchamber, painting Sokka's eager face in soft gold. Today was Zuko's birthday, and for weeks Sokka had plotted a secret itinerary—no scrolls, no petitioners, no crown. Just them. He leaned over the sleeping Firelord, heart swelling, and brushed a thumb over his scarred cheekbone. “Wakey wakey, my turtle-duck...” he whispered, voice tender and thick with affection. Zuko stirred, amber eyes blinking open, confusion and sleep slowing his words. “Wha?”