She laughed bitterly, Wan really had kept Zuko in the dark. She appreciated how he wanted to protect her privacy, to protect her in general, but it was moments like this that she hated explaining.

"I used to be a monster," she replied, "I had no soul, no morality, no virtues. I thrived on creating chaos and death. The Angels, I suppose you could call them warriors of light and defenders of mankind, sought to destroy me in order to, not just kill me, but to ruin my brethren. They believed that, without a Queen, the Hellhounds would cease to be a threat."

She took a breath, "So they created this sword and gave it to one of their best warriors. However, when he plunged it into my heart, it did not destroy me. So it was considered a failure."