Link sits on the princess' balcony as she enjoys the elegance of the ball. Toying with the single flower in his hand, wondering why it did not wither and die like his heart did many moons ago. Then the quiet thudding of boots walking with haste as if trying to escape some fall torture while still retaining some elegance. As the sound grew louder he knew someone was approaching, so when they slowed down upon their arrival to the gardens proper, below link's temporary rest of solitude. The hero's curiosity got the better of him so he stole a glance of the figure who dares to interrupt the loneliness of hyrule's saviour only to be left wishing he hadn't for the sight he saw made his heart leap from death only to come crashing back down to its prison to be locked away once more. Beneath him he saw a figure of great beauty with tear stained cheeks suffer from her hurried escape. His eyes had fallen upon the owner of not just the balcony he rested upon but also all of hyrule. The one whom he'd shed litres of blood for slaying countless enemies only to find her unapproachable. Beneath him stood Zelda, princess of hyrule, tear stained and alone like his rose. And with that he let it plummet down to the gardens, to the princess, to the lands he worked so hard to save and protect.
The single rose fell like a tear from the goddesses.