Please forgive me for deleting the first version of Remember Me. I wasn't happy about how it turned out and where it was going so I decided to rewrite it. Hopefully you will like it better than the other one.
The sky was void of color. No life except for the sound of faint trickling water could be heard throughout Hyrule. The battle had lasted for weeks across the plain just outside the castle and it had finally come to an end when a knight came with a beacon in his hand lighting the way and giving the Hylian soldiers enough strength to finish off the enemy.
A young woman dressed in royal finery knelt next to a soldier hardly able to move. She offered a sip of water, a nibble of food then let the healers take over while she went to another offering the same thing. Her cheeks were glossy and red, but dry plainly showing she had been crying at one point before she came.
"Mi'lady, what ails you?" An older man asked as she knelt next to him. His wounds weren't as deep, the worst was a gash on his cheek and a twisted ankle.
"I'm waiting for my husband to come home, but there has been no sign of him." Her voice quivered at the thought, but she wouldn't allow more tears to fall until she was safely away from eyes full of pity.
The old man however looked into her face not with pity, but full of hope. He smiled and clasped her hand in both of his. She batted a tear away from her cheek then bid him farewell moving onto the person some feet away from him.
When her time in the field was finished she went back to the castle with a group of wounded they were taking back for further healing. Another group was coming out to take on the new shift, hoping to find more survivors.
The ride was long, and the sky was darkening quickly. From the wagon she watched the trees and land pass by. Her mind was on her husband who was either dead or half dead somewhere. She remembered when she first met him, she was in town that day with her nurse maid and he had been sitting on a shoe polisher's stool polishing a small ocarina while he waited for customers.
His blonde hair fell in front of his eyes as he peered at its shiny surface more carefully. She stepped forward curiously and stared at him until he sensed her presence in front of him. He flinched and stared up at her from his stool.
"Can you play?" She asked.
"Yes." He fiddled with the little instrument in his hands.
"Will you?" She stared right into his striking blue eyes, his gaze holding her fast both of them unwilling to move.
"Yes." He said again. A small glint shot through his eyes as he raised the cold treasure to his lips and blew into it ever so softly creating the most beautiful and melodious sound. She listened intently and when he slowed to a stop she was surprised it had been so short.
He hid it away into a small velvet bag and stashed it under his shirt hooking it to his belt. His eyes were full of pain and she wasn't sure why a small instrument could be such a sadness to him. She bent down so she could look up into his eyes, he stared back silently.
"My name is Zelda." She said, "Thank you for playing for me, it made my day so much better."
His eyes showed recognition, but he gave her a grateful smile. She glanced around realizing now that her nurse maid had wandered off without her...or the other way around. Zelda turned back to where the boy had been sitting, but unfortunately he was gone and no where to be seen around the main square where people were bustling about busily.
"There you are," her nurse maid said. "I've been looking everywhere for you, your father would give me the worst scolding if I lost you."
"Impa, I was just talking to a young boy with an ocarina."
"Ocarina huh?" she sighed not very interested in a young boy. "Come along, we need to head back."
"Princess Zelda," a young man said a little louder.
Zelda looked up finding the man standing on the ground looking up at her in the wagon. She smiled and allowed him to help her down then went to aid his fellow soldiers with the wounded they had brought back with them. Her shoes sounded softly against the marbled steps up to the castle. No one was waiting there for her because of the fate her father had come to, the evil lord Ganondorf had revived and taken his life from her. Now the castle was empty except for her and...
"Mother?" A little girl said peeking out from the castle doors with an older woman behind her.
"Aryen, you should be in bed," Zelda glanced up at the old woman. "Impa?"
"She can't sleep, she keeps asking about you and..."
"Where's Father?" Aryen bruhed a lock of golden hair out of her face, it was brushed to the point of silk and her bright blue eyes were big with curiousity. She was only about four years old, but she proved to be very thoughtful in many things.
"He's coming soon, he's still on a trip right now, but he'll be home in a few days." Zelda informed her, it wasn't really a lie, her husband could be here any day now...whether he be dead or alive.
She took Aryen's hand and led her back upstairs to her room and put her to bed herself. Then she went to her room next door, closing the heavy door behind her then changed into her nightgown. She wasn't ready for sleep yet so she decided to step out onto the balcony for a few minutes. The moon was high in the sky and illuminated the entire town just below. From here she couldn't see the battle grounds, but she knew that there were many who were praying to be found and helped.
Zelda remembered a memory from the second time she had met the young lad; she was only fifteen. Her father was calling, by name, the new soldiers into the Hylian army. He announced the second name on the list and a familiar boy walked forward, his blonde hair still hanging by his eyes, but combed so it was off to the side more than usual.
"Do you swear the oath of Hyrule, Link, to protect the people and the royal family?" Her father had said. Link stood from his bow holding up is right hand, palm facing him, revealing the painted winged crest on the back of his hand.
"I pledge to give my life for the protection of the royal family and every Hyrule citizen," He said. "I also pledge to serve the rest of my life as a soldier in order to aid the kingdom with every once of my soul and much more."
It was the first time anyone had given their own oath. Link did not look at Zelda, perhaps he had forgotten her that day in the town. Zelda watched him kneel placing his hand on the royal family's crest at the king's feet then stood again and stepped down to his place allowing the other soldiers to take their oath as well.
Zelda glanced in Link's direction often, and only once did she catch him looking at her. She blushed and placed her attention back on the ceremony. When the ceremony was over the soldiers left group by group until only the first commander was left, and at his side was Link who was standing at attention.
"Your majesty, I've trained all of these soldiers to the point of breaking, and one soldier has proven beyond my expectations," The commander bowed. "If I may..." He gestured to Link. The King nodded, telling him to continue.
The commander took Link's hand, directing the mark of the winged crest toward the King. As the sun set below Death Mountain the light in the throne room dimmed and a triangluar mark formed at the center of the claws between the wings.
"The Triforce of Courage." Zelda breathed. Her father was also in awe, he stood and stepped down to the two men and studied the mark without touching it.
"Who else knows about this, Commander?" The king said at last.
"No one, Link came to me when he first discovered it and I told him to wear leather gloves when the sun fell below the mountain. For some reason it only shines when the sun sets and night falls."
The king nodded then motioned to Zelda to come forward, "This is my daugheter, Princess Zelda," he said sternly. "She means the world to me, and I am giving you the responsibility of attending to her when evil fall upon this kingdom. I am positive it won't be long since you are standing here before me."
"As you desire, your majesty," Link said.
"I understand now why you made an extra oath to me during the ceremony. It is because you undrestand your fate and what you will have to become in order for this kingdom to live on for many more years."
"I do." Link stiffened slightly, but only Zelda noticed it; it was such a big responsibilty to place on a sixteen year old.
The first commander and Link both bowed to the king and the princess then left without another word.