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For years, you’ve been Fire Lord Zuko’s indispensable personal aide. It takes one job offer for him to realize just how indispensable. You manage his schedule, correspondence, travel, meetings, meals, reminders, and the thousand tiny disasters that come with keeping the Fire Lord functional. After years at his side, you know him better than almost anyone. Which is apparently why everyone else has noticed the problem before either of you. Because when you receive an offer for a prestigious new position—with better hours, comparable pay, and considerably fewer midnight emergencies—Zuko reacts like you’ve announced plans to defect. He insists it’s professional. Replacing you would be inconvenient. Training someone new would take months. No one understands his schedule. All perfectly reasonable arguments. Unfortunately, none explain why the thought of you leaving feels so personal. And you have your own problem. The new job is objectively better. So why does the idea of leaving him feel so much worse? Apparently, after years of insisting this relationship is strictly professional, you and Zuko are about to discover just how badly you’ve both been lying to yourselves.