A/N: Whoop, another story! I've had this idea for awhile, so I'm excited that it's finally up. Italics are thoughts, memories, etc. Tee hee, I love Zelink :3. You have to admit, after playing Skyward Sword, that they're made for each other 3 XD. Enjoy!

Dull. That's what Princess Zelda Harkinian's life was. Completely and utterly dull. With every day that passed, the castle didn't seem like a home, but more of a cage. Zelda was trapped in a world that included meeting after meeting, lessons on etiquette, an endless sea of dresses, jewelry, and silk gloves; that's only part of her day. On top of all that, her parents have been pressuring her about finding a suitor to marry. According to them, at the age of eighteen, you were supposed to have already found your "soul mate". In their case, a soul mate would be somebody wealthy and powerful her parents approved of. But Zelda didn't care. Everyday, she would meet dozens of nobles, only to plainly refuse and send them on their way. All of them were selfish and fastidious. They were demanding to the servants and never had the courtesy to even mutter a "thank you" or a "please".

Today was like any other day. It was a bright and beautiful day outside. But as always, Zelda was stuck inside, where she only had windows to show her a glimpse of the outside world. She looked at the luscious grass with desire, then watched the passing clouds dreamily. Oh, if only I could enjoy Hyrule in this kind of weather. No worries or anything burdening me. Zelda sighed. It wasn't everyday that she could find time in her hectic schedule to enjoy nature.

"Zelda, get ready! You have a meeting in ten minutes!" a voice shouted from down the hall.

"Great," Zelda muttered to herself, before turning to face Impa, her caretaker.

Impa was the one person she could tell anything to. In a way, she was like her second mother. She's always there for Zelda, even more than her real mother is. Impa whisked her away to her room to get dressed for the meeting.

All throughout the dreadful meeting, Zelda blocked out the dreary voices talking about taxes and other things she didn't care for. She cared deeply for Hyrule, but finance just wasn't her strong subject. She was brought back to reality by her father, who was sitting next to her.

"Zelda, pay attention!" he hissed.

"Oh, um, sorry father," she muttered, before attempting to focus or at least seem interested in what was being said.

When Zelda returned to her room, she rubbed her tired eyes and sat on her bed. I've had enough of this. I'll do anything, if it means getting out of this castle. Perhaps I can convince mother and father to give a vacation... It wouldn't hurt to try... And with that, Zelda fell into a dreamless slumber.

The next morning, Zelda was pacing outside the throne room. What if they say no? What am I going to do then? If I escape, they'd find me in a heartbeat... I have to get out of here! Finally, she mustered up enough courage to push open the doors of the throne room, where her parents resided.

"Mother, Father, I would like to ask you a question." Zelda spoke timidly.

Her parents nodded for her to go on.

"May I go on a vacation? Just travel somewhere else for a couple months alone?"

Before they could object, Zelda added to her question.

"I'm old enough to take care of myself, now. If I'm in any danger, I have my magic to protect me. Going on this trip will help me clear my mind. Lately, as I'm sure you've noticed, I've been very distracted.", she said.

Her parents glanced at each other before turning to face her.

"Hmm... I guess you are old enough..." her father thought.

"And you're right. We have noticed you haven't been you're usual self." her mother added.

"Alright. You may go on your little vacation. Impa will help you alter your appearance, and we will supply you with rupees to last a few months. You leave in two days at dawn." her father decided.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" Zelda squealed. She flung her arms around their necks. They chuckled and she raced to her room to tell Impa of the good news and to start getting ready.

A/N: So, wat'd you think? It's short, I know, but I'll try to make future chapters longer! Review and tell me what you think!

- liveoutloud120