Azula

Years later, Azula languishes captivity, the Proud Fire Princess is meant to be a broken shell by now but she has resisted every attempt. The same orange prison uniform modified to attempt to humiliate her yet she wore it as if a noble garb still. At a last attempt a thick black blindfold was a fixed to obscure her vision. In hope of being a stark reminder of her fall from grace. Despite the indignities, she maintains a shred of dignity, bearing her burden with stoic silence. Yet she is beginning to waver. A kind hand or a firm push could cast her down though in different ways. She has become your response now as a junior guard and the rest are sick of her attitude.