A/N: this is my first continuing story! YAY!

I've been planning this for about a month and am so excited to getting it started. It's a lot later than what i planned but my short spell of writers block is over! yay again.

Ok so i'm going to post the first two chapters together because there sort of intros to the characters and the situations. This is a Link/Zelda fic so if you absolutely hate them this might not be the fic for you lol. The Hyrule i've used in this fic is based on both Twilight Princess and Ocarina of time because there my favorite games. I may be using influences from other games as well in this fic.

I've put this story in the romance/adventure category but it will probably involve humor and drama (gets pretty dark).

Thats about it, so all i can say please review, i love reviews. Enjoy!

Bammie xxx

1. Her Mark on the world

7 out of 10 six year old girls if asked what they wanted to be when they grew up would answer "a princess". The other 3 would most likely say something which involves fame and fortune. Zelda however answered in one simple word, no explanation for her answer, no insights, she just said "happy".

But that was eleven years ago, she was all grown up now. And the envy of six year olds all across Hyrule. But was she happy?

She had fame, she had fortune and she had beauty. She possessed great wisdom and was kind; many people would say her life was perfect. They were wrong.

So there she stood, seventeen, ready to take on the responsibilities of being queen and vowing to lead the kingdom through thick and thin. But one small thing stood in her way.

Small, insignificant, pure stupidity, but there it stood stopping her. It was the fact that her left hand was bare. There was no little gold band to grace her ring finger. Because "of cause it would be taboo to let an unmarried Queen rule the land, there had to be a king".

Men are better than women, right? Wrong. She was independent, strong and proud, that was all she really needed to become a monarch and a great one at that. Though if the invitation to be married came from someone she loved, how could she possible turn it down? But until that day she vowed to stay single.

Over the passed 3 weeks, the days at Hyrule castle had been roughly the same. The maids would intrude into Zelda's pleasant dreams at around 7am. Then they would poke her, prod her, shake her and almost suffocate her (Though they liked to call it "dressing the princess"). Then her skin on her almost flawless face would become smothered in all kinds of make-up (which would no doubt pre-age her in the years to come.) After enduring this "preparation" she would then have to sit still for about an hour of her hair nearly being pulled out.

She would moan, but they would always shun her by spitting out used excuses like: "it will all be worth it when a handsome prince will come you're way." But it wouldn't. Zelda knew in her head that she was most likely to turn this prince down, like the others.

Now, when I said that the days were roughly the same, I meant that a few things did change like the Prince that was there to ask of the princess's hand in marriage. There was a new one everyday, but they would all use the same script. They would try to butter up her farther (which was surprisingly easy) and then when she was presented to him, he would change his interest straight to her with some over confident compliment like: "oh my, I have never before seen so much beauty in one fair maiden." Zelda would accept and silently make a tally in her head of how many times she's heard that line.

From there the days would most likely take the course of meals together and small talk. But that was all it was, a useless string of words pulled together with no meaning behind them. It was more politeness and the occasional push or hint from her farther that forced her to even tolerate the arrogant sorry excuse of a man sat before her. So she did what she always did, she let her mind drift.

Her thoughts always ended up in the same place, with him. She didn't know his name, she didn't know if he even existed, maybe it was a fragment from her desperate childhood that pulled him together and convinced her he was a memory. Whatever it was, she will never forget the way she felt.

It was one day, but on that day she finally knew what it was to be happy. She recalled the events.

She was sitting by herself in the castle gardens; they were always so beautiful in the summer. The sweet scents of the rare breeds of flowers fill the soothing, calm air. But it was too calm. Zelda sat picking flowers singing an old song in the language of ancient Hylian. Her mother always used to sing it to her to calm her down. Zelda's mother was her only true friend.

It was depressing that Zelda was 10 and still had no real friends. She hated it. Her world was sugar-coated 24/7. The only other children who she socialised with were spoiled brats from other royal bloodlines. They always ended up breaking her favourite dolls.

The young girl's song was broken by an unfamiliar set of footsteps invading her garden. And there he was. She didn't know how he got in or where he came from; he looked about the same age as her. Then Zelda would inwardly smile when she remembered her feelings on that day. She was so overcome with wonder and bewilderment that she didn't say one word to him and neither did he. She was both captivated yet intimidated by his ocean blue gaze. The curiosity of human nature forced her to want to know more about him. He was attractive, for a boy of his age. Blond, his hair was unruly, which complimented his cheeky grin. The boy in green is what she would call him. Zelda had never been so fixated on one person in her entire life and never will be. She didn't know what it was that she felt, was it love? Or just fascination which dragged her mind back to him every day.

But if there was one thing that she could always compare him to. A fingerprint. He was unique; nobody had ever made such an impact on her life. An inward voice told her that even if she met him today, she would know.

Some crazy thought, which she always pushed to the back of her mind, would tell her that he was alive and breathing and that someday, somehow their paths would cross once again. If she just knew his name.

"And then I killed the dragon and got my castle back. Though you have to be careful of the red scale beasts, fiery little buggers hahahaha!" The prince's unique, if not infuriating laugh gained Zelda's attention and she was once again back in the present time.

She noticed that her attention drift had been picked up by her farther and he gave her and increasingly intensified glare. Suddenly embarrassed she made up an excuse to quickly remove herself from the presence of the two men.

In a hurry to her room she bumped past Impa and nonchalantly apologised even though her mind was clearly elsewhere.

"Daydreaming again princess?" Impa caught Zelda's attention and gave her a grin.

"Just a little" She sighed and continued on her route to solitary. That's where she needed to be, on her own. Just in her room alone with the beautiful sunset view of her blessed Hyrule. She made her way to her window and let her eyes wonder across the landscape. With her imagination she could venture to all the corners of her vast land, meet new people, experience the unexpected and fall in love with a wondering hero….. wait a minute, the thought of him filled her mind once again and consumed her senses. With one final lingering look across the kingdom her eyes fell to the forest. She knew the village of Ordon was somewhere in the maze of growth. The forest always seemed so enchanting to Zelda.

As she began to move away from the window she sighed and whispered a few words, desperately hoping that they would be answered.

"Where are you?"