EDIT: Here it is, people, I know you've been waiting a long time for this, but I finally built up the courage to do it…
A rewrite? NO. (Although I fixed some things as I went.)
An editing of all the typos? NO. (Though I believe I fixed most of them.)
Silverblind proudly presents Venom… WITH QUOTATIONS MARKS!
I was kind of tired of people complaining about the dashes. So here it is!
Without further ado, proceed, dear readers. A rewrite is on the way for… 2020, it seems.
Holding back her tears, Zelda climbed the stairs leading to the throne room. She was beautiful in her white dress, her hair held high into a ponytail, her crown sparkling softly in the light of the sunset.
Today was the day she was marrying Ganondorf, the Dark King, the one that had taken over her kingdom almost three months ago. For a moment the thought of fleeing flitted across, but she refused to listen to her instinct. She was doing this for her people. She couldn't turn back.
Two days ago, Ganondorf had asked her to marry him.
"If you do," he had said with his usual mischievous smirk, "I won't kill any more Hylians. After all, all I want is your kingdom and your powers, princess."
Even though her people were begging her not to, she had accepted, hoping to soothe the Dark Lord's greed. After all, her duty was to bring prosperity to her people and kingdom… and the only way to get the peace she so desperately sought was to marry the Dark King.
As she stepped into the room, she saw Ganondorf sitting in her throne and felt rage surging trough her veins. She approached and forced herself to stay calm, breathing deeply. When the Dark King noticed her presence, he looked up at her, throwing aside the book he was reading. As his eyes shamelessly explored her body, she felt her face redden and lowered her head. Although her dress was not specifically revealing, the white and gold fabric clung rather tightly to her form.
"Let's get this over with, Ganondorf," she said, jerking her chin upward, hoping she wasn't blushing anymore.
The warlord smiled and rose from his seat, towering over her. He approached her and said:
"No need to be so aggressive, my dear. It will be over quickly."
He put a hand on her arm, but she slapped it away, and his smile widened. Even though she was in such a precarious situation, she still had the guts to defy him.
"What is this fire I see burning in your eyes, dear?" He asked mockingly, locking eyes with her. "Could it be… hatred?"
He burst out laughing as she gritted her teeth and clenched her fists, trying to prevent herself from slapping him.
"It does not suit you at all, princess," he said, brushing her lower lip with his thumb and tilting her chin up.
She shuddered in disgust, stepped back and raised her hand, ready to strike at the Dark King. He watched her like a normal man would stare at his rebellious pet. She opened her mouth, closed it, and finally lowered her hand, insistently staring at his boots.
"Let's get this over with," she repeated in a venomous voice.
"Very well, my dear," Ganondorf said.
In his hand appeared a delicate ring made of a dark metal. Encased in the band, a ruby was shining brightly. She could do nothing but avert her eyes as Ganondorf put the ring on her finger and sealed her fate; she would have to serve him if she wanted her people, and herself, to survive. As soon as Ganondorf removed his hand, she felt dizzy, and she had to hold onto the Dark King's shoulder not to fall. Her view darkened, and Ganondorf's voice was barely above a whisper when he spoke next to her ear, his warm breath fanning over the side of her face as she struggled to stay conscious.
"I am afraid there is something I forgot to mention. This ring I just gave you is enchanted: you cannot remove it unless I want to, and I will know where you are at all times. Our souls are now bound: if I die, you die. Unfortunately for you, it doesn't work the other way round. Sleep now, Zelda."
Her knees gave out, and she felt his arm around her waist. She wanted to bite, kick, prevent him from touching her, but she was too weak. 'I hope you die, Ganondorf' she thought as he felt him lift her off the ground. 'I really hope you die'.
"Oh, and I can hear everything that goes through your mind, too," she heard him whisper before she fainted.
When Zelda woke, the moon was high in the sky. She was still wearing her 'wedding' dress, and was relieved when she realized Ganondorf hadn't touched her - yet. She shivered as she sat up. He couldn't be evil enough to try to force her to…
She shivered once more, not wanting to push her reasoning further. She saw the ring that she now wore on her hand and remembered what he had said. He could hear her every thought and see her every move… Now, not only would she have to pay attention to what she said and did, but to what she thought too?
She felt tears well in her eyes and tried to hold back, but couldn't. She felt her tears run down her cheeks, staining her dress. She buried her face in her pillow and sobbed silently, trying to stop her tears from flowing. Yet, she couldn't control herself and cried for a long time before sitting in her bed again, ashamed. She was weak. She had let despair take over her mind. But it wasn't time for this. She had to visit her people, let them know that she was now Ganondorf's wife, that everything would go well from now on…
Well, that's what was supposed to happen.
I believe it pertinent to tell you whis will not be a mushy, forever-after love story. Ganondorf will not at some point realise his undying love for Zelda. If that does not sit well with you, I am sorry to say this, but turn back now.