It was cold and dark, weather that only the poes could be out in.
Zelda stood at her window gazing out on the land, her land. On the horizon, she saw the long awaited caravan of the ruler of Altemia. Rushing down the stairs outside of her room, she stopped at a door not far from her room.
Opening the door, she peered inside, smiling softly at the precious bundle inside. The little baby hylian yawned, covering her mouth with a tiny hand, then rolling over her golden blonde hair to go back to sleep. Smiling, Zelda closed the door softly and crept back down the stairs.
Soon she entered the Grand Hall, where she found the King of hyrule fussing over his crown and cape. Grumbling he adjusted it, only to have it fall in front of his eyes again.
Chuckling softly to herself, she crossed the room and turned her husband around.
"Link, let me help you. You have your crown on wrong." Zelda smiled as she adjusted Link's crown to fit properly on his head, then fiddled with his golden hair.
"Zelda, I can take care of myself you know." He smiled out of embarresment as Zelda finished with his cape.
"Obviously not dear." Zelda smiled as she leaned up to kiss Link.
Suddenly a guard burst through the door, interrupting the queen and king.
"Your Highnesses, The King of Altemia has arrived." The guard announced.
"Thank you, please invite him inside and leave us." Link waved his hand dismissivley to the guard. The guard bowed and returned to the open door, shutting it as he left.
"You know, it's been years since I have seen Mark. He was such a dashing young man." Zelda muttered wistfully. Links head snapped in her direction, pain filling his cerulean eyes.
"Link, you know that's not what I meant. I-" Zelda was cut off as gasps were heard fom the door. Link and Zelda both turned simultaneously to the door.
Suddenly, men in suits of armor rushed into the room, the blood of the slain gaurds splashed against their silver breastplates and swords. Link pulled the Master Sword from its sheath on his back and stood in a battle stance. More men streamed into the room and surrounded the rulers of Hyrule. They parted at the door to allow one man in golden armour and a flowing cape to stride into the room.
"Who are you and what do you want?" Link's voice echeod around the now silent hall. The man in the golden armour removed his helmet, revealing a man with black-blue hair and icy blue eyes.
"Mark? What are you doing?" Zelda's voice shook as she spoke to the man. The man's blue eyes sparkled coldy as he began to speak.
"Zelda, You have grown even more beautiful than when I last saw you." Mark spoke, his words dark and malevolent.
" Years ago, your father said that our countries would be united by marriage." His voice trembled with rage as he began to creep his way towards Link and Zelda.
"Alas, that did not happen, no. Instead you married this…peasant! This man that has no right to even touch you or this castle!" Link took a step in front of Zelda as Mark advanced, shielding her body with his own. Zelda stole a glance at the stairs leading up to the private tower where Link's and her child slept, blissfully unaware of the events unfolding in the Great Hall.
"How was Zelda supposed to know that her father made this pact?" Link stated clearly, causing Mark to visibly shake.
"Her father passed on long before he had a chance to talk to her of his royal duties." Link shifted his feet to put himself in a more defensive stance.
"When I say run, go get our daughter and keep her safe." Link whispered to Zelda. Zelda nodded fearfully, torn between her child and her husband. Like a small silent signal passed between all of the guards, all of them lept at the same time, swords pulled and battle cries erupting from their throats." Link spun, swinging his sword into the nearest unfortunate man.
"RUN!"
Link shrieked over the chaos. Zelda spun on her heels and sprinted to the stairs, terror gripping her heart as she left the clashing metal and blood behind her. Bursting into her child's room, she disturbed the sleeping baby, who started to cry. Zelda ran to her and grabbed her out of her crib.
"Shh, my sweet one, shh." She hushed the baby, rocking her gently in her arms. Her head snapped up as she heard the sounds of fighting coming closer. Grabbing a blanket, she fleed from he room, the baby girl in her arms.
I must get to the roof, that's the only way she'll be safe.
Her thoughts racing as she dashed. Finally she stopped at the top of the stairs and opened the door to the balcony. Placing the baby in a small armchair on the balcony, she thought of a plan to save her child. Closing her eyes, she began to speak ancient hylian, using the words her ancestors had used to summon the six sages. Her hands moved with the rhythm of her chant, glowing pink as she moved. Opening her eyes she lifted her head and called for the Sage of Shadow. With a flash, Impa, the Sage of Shadow appeared before her.
"Noble queen, how may I help you?" Impa bowed before Zelda, then stood to look the queen in the eyes.
"I know you have helped my ancestor in the past, and I have no right to ask any favors of you, but I need your help." Zelda's eyes began to tear up as she thought of what she was about to do.
"I need you to take my daughter and hide her from the king of Altemia." Zelda straightened as she spoke. Impa's eyes sparkled with sympathy. Bowing her head, she agreed. Zelda stooped to pick up The child who was now too cold to fuss.
"My dear Shiebah, please be safe and know that your mother and father will always love you." Zelda's words were laced with magic to make the baby sleep.
"Take her somewhere safe and far away please." Zelda handed Shiebah over to Impa, possibly for the final time.
"I promise your child will be safe." Impa began to fade as she carried the baby away.
I wonder if this is the last time I will see her.
Zelda thought regretfully. Remembering Link, she ran back down the tower into the Great Hall. She almost screamed aloud at the scene that greeted her. The men in armour now lay in crumpled, red heaps around the floor. The only two people standing was Link and Mark. Mark was perfectly fine, in fact, looking a little bored. Link was in worse shape. His crown and cape had been discarded on the floor before the battle and his green tunic was turning red with how much blood covered it. How much of it was his, Zelda didn't know. Link panted as he took another battle stance and winced visibly when he put his wieght on his left leg.
"I don't have to get myself dirty to destroy you, you know." Mark stated arrogantly as he adjusted his cape.
"Oh yeah? Try me." Link growled in a very wolfish way.
"Very well."
Mark snarled in delight. A large dark purple orb began to from from his hand. Pointing it at Link he laughed as it grew even larger in size. Link's eyes widened with shock and regret. The last thing Zelda saw was a flash of purple and white theat faded into black, with Mark's physcotic laugh echoing around her.