Zuko couldn't help but crimson ever so slightly when she called him your majesty. He grimaced for a moment and turned his head and golden-eyed gaze up at the girl. "Actually," he said, "it's your highness--" nevermind that it was actually your royal highness, but he wasn't about to explain the technicality of that "--not your majesty. I'm just a prince, not a fire lor--king. And you don't, uh, really need to be formal. Just Zuko is fine."