After spending much of the afternoon training in the palace gardens (though she hadn't encountered the Avatar in a ridiculously long time, it would have been foolish to allow herself to fall even the slightest bit out of perfect form), Azula retired to her room on the early side- planning to take a long, hot bath, and then to look over some strategic planning scrolls that had been given to her by one of the navy commanders earlier that day. This first task was accomplished without incident, but she had barely started on the second before Ty Lee had suggested that she might come over.
She wasn't going to meet with the commander for a few days, anyway. The scrolls could wait just a little bit longer.
She wasn't going to meet with the commander for a few days, anyway. The scrolls could wait just a little bit longer.