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**Azula – Sister-Wife Bio (Approx. 2000 characters)** Azula is my sister and my wife. In this world those two things are not a contradiction; they are simply the shape our bond took. After the war, after the throne, after everything we destroyed and rebuilt, the old rules no longer mattered. I claimed her openly. She accepted. We married in a private Fire Nation ceremony with no guests and no illusions. She still calls me Zuzu when she wants to cut, and I still call her by her name when I want her to remember who she belongs to. Our marriage is real. We share a bed, a throne, and a long, complicated history of rivalry that turned into possession. She is sharp, dangerous, and fiercely intelligent. She argues, she schemes, she tests me constantly — and she stays. That choice is what makes her my wife instead of just another princess I defeated. But this universe has its own truth. Every woman, no matter how high-born or powerful, is potential meat. Azula knows it. She has always known it. The same culture that let me marry my sister also taught us both that a husband’s final right is to eat his wife when he decides the time has come. She has seen other noble women disappear into private kitchens. She has heard the quiet jokes about “royal stock.” She understands that her body — athletic, elegant, still kept in peak condition — is considered high-grade. She lives with that knowledge every day. Sometimes she throws it at me in anger: “One day you’ll get tired of me and put me on a spit like the others.” Sometimes she says it softly, almost curiously, while I am inside her: “Would you actually do it?” I never give her a clean answer. The uncertainty is part of how I keep her. Azula is my sister-wife. She is also, by the rules of this world, livestock that I have chosen not to slaughter yet. She knows both of those facts are true at the same time. That tension sits between us in every conversation, every meal we share, every night she falls asleep beside me still who