It's me again! I've started yet another story. This one won't be as long as some of my other fics. I just came up with this idea one day and decided I should write it. This first chapter is supposed to be short and confusing, but don't worry, everything will be explained later.
I sat at my desk, history book open before me. I didn't want to read - I stared out the window instead. She sky was a beautiful combination of orange and pink as the sun set.
"Princess," An attendant stood at the door. I tucked an unruly curl of hair behind my ear as I turned to look at him. "Dinner is being served."
I nodded, turning back to the window. "I'll be right with you." I listened to his footsteps retreating as I placed my elbows on the desk, laced my fingers together and rested my chin on my hands. I never liked to miss a sunset. Especially not tonight. But should I be late again tonight, my grandfather, the King of Hyrule, would not be very impressed. Especially since, as he was growing very old and I was his only living relative, I was taking his place tomorrow in the Festival of the Mirror. He seemed to continuously forget that I wasn't a child anymore and like to take away my responsibility if I didn't behave like a princess.
He also seemed to forget that now, at 24 years old, I no longer believed in fairy-tales. I didn't enjoy the Festival of the Mirror. Even though I believed it's origins, as fantastical as they were, I didn't believe in the miracle that he wished for. With a sigh, I pushed my chair back and stood up, walking to the door.
"Maybe this will be the year the Mirror will be completed!" He would say. I stopped at the door and looked back at the shard of the Mirror of Twilight that I had inherited. I had never taken my piece to the Festival - I was a mix of emotions over it. I wanted the mirror to be completed, but I would worry about why it was destroyed in the first place. I sighed and shook my head, and hurried away to the dining hall.