She protested heavily to the idea of having an appointed knight. She brought it up every opportunity she could to her father to wait till she was older since in the past princesses weren't assigned their own knights till their 21st birthday, but her father wouldn't hear it.

"It's getting too dangerous for us to wait that long, my dear." He said one night during dinner, "It won't be as bad as you think, I promise."

But it will! a part of her wanted to spit back, but she bit her tongue and stared down at the plate of steak and peas cooked just for her. She had lost her appetite for anything other than the occasional bowl of fruit or cooked potato. She just wasn't hungry anymore.

"If it makes you feel any better," he father added as she pushed the peas around on her plate, "This won't be a massive ceremony held in Castle town like it should be. It will be at the Knighting grounds in the fields, and it will just be you and the Champions to witness it. No one else."

"Why the Knighting grounds?" she asked curiously, "We only use those grounds for Generals and Royal Guard." He didn't raise his head as he cleared his throat and took a sip from his glass.

"It's a bigger matter than usual knightings, and only a hand full of people would witness it outside of myself and General Soto." He looked up, but his gaze didn't quite meet her face. She knew her father well enough to know the signs of a lie, but she was too tired of arguing to call him out at this point. If he was hiding it from her then odds were that he had a good reason. The sat the next few minutes in silence as she tried to eat something, but every time the fork got near her mouth she had to fight back a gag. She was just barely able to eat the glazed peaches sat out for dessert before they both retired to their rooms for the night.

Zelda could see the Knighting grounds from the bridge leading to her study if she stood on her toes in the right spot. It was surrounded by a thick grove of trees that shielded it from any view from the road, but you see the tops of the four eagle statues on the corners of the square if you were up high enough. She had been there for many different ceremonies over the past years; some were more memorable than others, but there was always one that stuck out.

It was an honoring service for a member of the Royal Guard, but this man was an appointed knight that had fulfilled his duty. He was killed protecting the Queen, her mother, when Zelda was only 5 years old. She couldn't remember much about what happened, but she remembered the way her nose stung in the cold air, and how her stomach twisted painfully every time she looked at the man's body and saw the various gashes and wounds that peaked through the new uniform he was buried in. She remembered the heavy hand of her father on her shoulder, and how the air shook when he spoke. It was one of those things that she never could forget.

The clang of metal quickly brought her back from the memory with a quick jolt of fear to her heart before she realized that it was only the Royal Guard sparing in the courtyard below. It was normal for some of the guard to practice during the night after their shift, but most went off to the tavern in search of drink and easy woman, and there was always one person that was in the courtyard every night without fail, her soon-to-be-knight.

She had seen him fight before, and she could see why he would be chosen to guard the heir to the throne. He was one of the best guardsmen in the castle despite being barely 3 months older than Zelda herself and dedicated himself to defending the crown. At least, that was the story she liked to make up about the young knight, but that wasn't why he was chosen.

It was because he pulled that damn sword from the stone. That was it; nothing more. The Sword that seals the darkness was a sword crafted by the goddess Hylia herself, and only one person was fated to wield it upon its creation eons ago. Every soldier had the opportunity to pull the sword after navigating through the Lost Forest, but almost all of them couldn't make it to the heart of the forest where the sword was held. The few that did make it through told of a beautiful pedestal bathed in light was the sword seemingly lazily held in the stone, but when they tried to pull it free, found it held quite firmly in place despite pulling as hard as they could.

When General Soto and the young knight returned with the Master Sword strapped to his back her father was ecstatic. When asked how difficult it was to pull the sword free, the knight said it simply pulled free as if it was gently placed there. He was the fabled Chosen One spoken about for generations, and he completed his destiny like it was nothing.

If only she could do the same thing…

Her stomach twisted painfully at the thought as she walked back to her room, and closed the door behind her. She didn't want to think about that right now or ever actually, but because the Chosen One was to be assigned her personal knight she couldn't help but think about how she's failing at her own destiny.

"Give it time…" she said softly to herself as she crawled under the thick sheets of her bed, "Just…a lot of time." She closed her eyes and tried to think of something peaceful to lull her to sleep, but all she could see was the stone mural that she was reminded of every single day.

AN: I'm baaaaaaaaaack :D Did ya miss me? I bet you missed me. A little story Idea I came up with playing Breath of the Wild over Christmas break plus I have two other ideas I want to write out but I'm still fleshing them out and getting major scenes jotted down.

And for those of you who have been waiting for an update on Be your own You, I'm horribly sorry that I haven't updated in so long, but I need to be in a better mindset to write a story like that. The base for the story is a recovery story, and to make a very long story short for myself, I was placed in medical care for suicidal thoughts and impulses and required to go to IOP and almost went to a Pych hospital. I am fine now and I'm doing much better, but I'm not fully there yet so please be patient with me on that front.

In the meantime, please enjoy this little idea I came up with! It shouldn't be too long and I already have a few chapters done so if it does get enough attention then I can just pump those out Be sure to give me advice on what I could do better in any aspect of my writing, but lore doesn't matter so much to me since its just supposed to be relationship building between Zelda and Link