Azula heard Vance's words but it took a moment to register what he said. "It's my mother," she said finally. "Or it's meant to be." Her mother was gone, just left in the middle of the night. Not that Azula cared. How could she?

"I love you, Azula," it said again.

"Shut up," Azula said back, pulling out her knives. She wasn't going to listen to any more of her mother's lies.