Hey everyone. This is my first fanfic so I hope you like it. It may not seem like it has anything to do with any of the Zelda characters but they come into the story a little later. Please R & R. Enjoy.

Disclaimer – I don't own Zelda. Don't sue me.

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Lillian heard the front door slowly open and close as she washed the breakfast dishes.

"Back so soon dear?" She asked, without even turning around. When her answer didn't come, she turned around. Instead of her husband, she saw her sixteen-year-old daughter, Zara.

"Hi," Zara said meekly. Her long auburn hair with faint golden highlights was frizzy and she had dark circles under her eyes. Her skin was pale despite her exotic complexion. She was a Gerudo.

"Well, you're home earlier than I expected," Lillian said with sarcasm. "What's your excuse?"

"Well," Zara began as she hurried to think of a good alibi, "I was hungry and I ran out of money so I came home." Zara was actually anything but hungry. She spent the night in Hyrule Field with her friend Katherine. Both of them had gotten drunk and rather than going home and burdening their parents, they slept next to the Zora River. Needless to say, they didn't sleep well that night.

"Well, since you're hungry, what do you want for lunch?" Lillian asked figuring that Zara was making this all up as she went along.

"Um…" Zara started. She knew her mother had caught on to her lie.

"Okay, salad it is then," Lillian said as she walked over to the pantry. Zara was really testing her patience now.

As her mother prepared the salad, Zara began to think of the previous night. She, Katherine, and Katherine's brother Anthony, all went out to dinner in the castle market town. To her frustration, she remembered that she had way too much to drink and a salad.

Zara sat down at the table and within a few minutes, Lillian set a bowl of salad down in front of her, She couldn't bring herself to eat it so she just sat there, staring at it.

"Is there something wrong with your food dear? Would you like some dressing?" Lillian asked.

"No, it's fine. Dressing does sound nice though." Zara said hoping that the dressing might mask the real taste of the food.

Lillian took the bottle of dressing from the cupboard and poured some onto Zara's salad. By pure coincidence it was the same kind that Zara had last night, She began to feel queasy at the thought. After mentally preparing herself, she hesitantly picked up her fork and took a bite. With her mouth still full she managed to get out a helpless and disgusted, "I can't eat this."

"That's what I thought. What is your real excuse then?"

"Katherine and I got drunk and we spent the night throwing up in the Zora River. Anthony ran off, but I'm not sure where to. I didn't want to come home because I knew you would be disappointed with me and I didn't want to embarrass you," Zara mumbled.

"How could they have abandoned you like that? Don't they know it's dangerous out there at night? You should have come home! Just because Gandondorf's gone doesn't mean people like him aren't still out there," Lillian lectured.

"I'm not a baby anymore. I can take care of myself."

"I know but I wish you were more careful."

"Why must you constantly lecture me? Do you get some sort of sick pleasure from yelling at me when I do the slightest thing wrong? Why can't you be like Katherine and Anthony' parents?"

For as long as Zara could remember, Lillian and her father, Jacob, had always been really overprotective of her. She figured that that was because she was an only child.

"Stop while you're ahead, Zara," Lillian warned.

"I'm not gonna," Zara said defiantly, "I know tons of people who are only children. Why should I be treated any differently than they are?"

Lillian and Zara stood there just staring at each other. Zara could tell by the look on her mother's face that she was on her last nerve. Anything that Zara would say now would probably push her over the edge. Finally, Lillian spoke.

"My opinions on raising children are a lot different that your friend's parents. I think I am doing what is best for you."

"How could you even say that?!" Zara exploded, "You don't have the kind of wisdom that my friend's parents have. You're only 33! You must have been only a teenager when you adopted me. What were you thinking?! Why didn't you have your own kids? I bet you weren't even married."

That was it; Lillian had had enough of Zara's stubbornness. "You don't even know the circumstances!" Lillian said harshly.

"What circumstances?" Zara said. She had no clue what her mother was talking about.

After a long pause, Lillian spoke, "I knew I'd have to tell you eventually, but I didn't think it would be so soon."

"What are you talking about?" Zara said utterly puzzled. What had her mother kept from her?

"The special circumstances surrounding your adoption," Lillian said vaguely.

"You always told me you adopted me from the orphanage in the castle market town. What else is there to know about it?" Zara asked as she began jumping to conclusions. What the hell could she be talking about?

"Here, sit down. This may take a while," Lillian said as she pulled out a chair for herself and sat down.

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