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Far away in the sealed lands of Twilight where everything was covered in an impervious darkness to where one of light would have to turn away and evade, the new and young Twilight Princess glided along the halls of the palace. Her held was held high in the manner she had always been taught since birth. The guards whom hid in the shadows of the doorways trailed their eyes after her, doing what her father ordered them to do, to protect and lend their lives to her.
On the surface her solid and practiced expressions showed no hate for the act but inside she felt annoyed and cluttered. To not have time alone for herself either in the palace or relieving her stress by strolling through the black gardens without a guard breathing down her neck infuriated her.
But since her father Zalrius married the Twilight Queen Midna not months after her return, her life from that day on changed forever. Zalrius was head of the council and the queens' right hand in ruling over the Twilight lands, in other words the first choice for an arranged marriage. Her life went from mildly protective to chain locks around her ankle almost everywhere she went. Being pulled from the below lands of Twili and from her well known companions and friends to be guarded and cared for twenty four hours a day.
She looked a lot like her father or so most would say. Long glowing blue hair tumbled in waves down past her waist was tied together in a ponytail at the end. A royal headdress like her step mothers crowned the center of her forehead to the flat of her nose. She wore teal blue jewelry on her wrist, neck and ankles along with the native blue skin, scarlet eyes, and glowing blue runes that curled up her right leg, chest and arms. A skirt draped down between her legs with a long slit up both sides to her hip.
Bare feet padded lightly down the hallways mirroring the way a princess should carry herself, so her new mother would say. She stopped and glanced out the window into the storm of twilight particles that floated aimlessly up to the heavens where the gods rested. Purple, black and blue clouds swirled in a mass of ongoing storms over the realm of which one day she would be forced to rule. Unfortunately that day was getting closer and closer.
"Lady Mirridian?" one of the guards stopped her by his words before she could enter the room. Glowing yellow eyes looked down upon her with curiosity but sheathed the dire hardness of a Twilian guard "what are you doing up past curfew?"
Her piercing red eyes glared up at the protesting man. She was seventeen; basically an adult in this world and way past the age to make orders but her father obviously was not convinced she could take care of herself.
"I'm visiting the Sol , stand down and let me through" there it was that bossy tone she had caught from her step mother Midna.
A hopeless sigh escaped the guards lips "princess, you know how your father feels about you wandering the halls unprotected at night" she felt the other watcher shift his position as if he was ready to escort Mirridian back to her room.
She stiffened herself "just give me five minutes and I'll return to my quarters, now stand aside soldier" the princess spat balling up her fist in frustration. With a nod from the taller one he stepped aside and opened the door in a curtseying manner. Stepping through with a hasty stride the familiar wave of sweet energy and life met her coming in. It was the light of the Sol. The Sol that has been here since the Gods granted her people the breath of life, since the first King of Twilight stepped foot in this castle above the below lands and the same Sol that restored our people to their natural forms when the legendary Hero of Twilight used it to chase away the evil the on known as Gannondorf and that rat of a traitor Zant cursed us with.
Standing in front of the floating orb she felt the cleansing dark light pass through her again and again. There were two of them, one in the western tower and one in the eastern tower guarded and cared for twenty four hours a day. A pale blue hand traced in the same blue the light emitted floated near the surface, light sputtered and swirled around her fingers like tendrils on a plant. Transparent cloth hung from her bracer as she moved her arm over it repeatedly the teal light reflecting in her black pupils in an almost hypnotic way but something happened then, something that has never in the history of time happened. The glowing light of the Sol flickered and before she could protest with a gasp the doors opened behind her.
"Your highness?" the scuffy throat of the guard almost made her jump.
"What?!" she turned in her diligent manner hiding her hands in the sleeves of her cloak.
The guard kept his head low in a bow "I'm sorry for the intrusion m'lady but by orders of your father I'm supposed to escort you back to your room for the night".
The corner of her mouth twitched "I want to see the queen first, then I will take myself to my quarters soldier" she emphasized the last word in an almost threatening manner.
He nodded and gestured out the door for her to step ahead. Pulling back her teal colored hair she tilted her nose in the air and brushed by him.
They glided through a series of lantern lit corridors and hallways where numerous guards stood at almost every corner available, glowing eyes watching everything that moves. They stopped in front of big decorated double doors. The escort guard nodded to the one stationed in front of it and he moved aside immediately and pulled back the long spear for her to move in.
Once she was inside the doors closed with a loud unsettling bang behind her but her expression never changed. Midna, the queen of the Twilithians stood in front of her chamber window. Thin, tall form staring about over her lands, the black decorated cloak she always wore draped over her back and hair. Slowly the dark form turned to reveal the beautiful woman time has not ravaged. They looked a lot alike for two were not related except Mirridian was more on the shorter side and her face was more pixie like but their eyes were the most similar.
"Mirridian? Is everything alright?" her soothing voice almost startled the young princess, it had a strange tinge of sadness to it. Rumor was the queen had never been the same since her return, reasons were unknown.
Mirridian bowed her head slightly "Queen Midna, may I speak with you?"
Midna curved her purple lips into a soft smile as she stepped forth "rise dear daughter there is no need for formalities between us, you will address me as mother".
Hesitating the younger one smiled and rose but the smile didn't last long as it turned to an expression of worry "I'm sorry to interrupt you mother but I think something is happening to the Sols".
The queen wrinkled her forehead in worry "what are talking about Mirridian? What is wrong with them?"
"I visited them tonight just as I do every now and then and.." the younger turned her head away in confusion "..the light flickered, it's never flickered before it's like it was dying" the particles of twilight casted shadows on her pale skinned face from the window.
"hmm?" Midna turned back to the window and seemed lost in the swirling clouds " you are right they have never done that before" she bit her bottom lip in thought "though I don't think it is something to fret over, many strange things happen here and the gods would never allow our life support to die".
"But they are the Sols, the one power that keeps all of us alive shouldn't we be worried?"
A slender blue hand fell silently on her shoulder "I know of the Sols importance, thank you for bringing this to my attention I will look into it tomorrow" those beautiful yellow and scarlet eyes looked down at her and instantly melted all her worries away or at least a fraction of them.
Pulling her hand away the queen turned around to the painting on the wall. It was the one of the legendary Hero of Twilight fighting Gannondorf, the scene where the hero has lodged the sword inside the chest of the demon man whom threatened our realm "your father will be home tomorrow from his visit" Midna informed looking over the display then turned her kind face back to her "I'm sure you will be happy to see him after such a long time".
Mirridian's scarlet eyes trailed down to her feet. Her father never spent much time with her to begin with , he was either fighting in battle or too busy fraternizing with the council members "um yea I'll be happy to see him safely return".
Midna nodded her fiery orange hair falling over her chest "you should get some rest then, leave the worry of the Sols to the queen".
"Yes..mother" Mirridian bowed slightly and made her way for the door, stopping briefly she turned her head over her shoulder "good night".
"Good night"
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Hours later I lay in my bed tossing and turning under the purple silk sheets. In the fogginess of my dream a man's face appeared the same man on the tapestry and the same one who has haunted my visions many times before. His sick green skin and yellow eyes, that red fiery hair and the crown strapped to the center of his head just gleamed at me. Then I saw myself, just floating in blackness the hideous man was below me snickering and scowling in victory as I hung there like some strapped up puppet. Slowly my body started to dissipate from the foot up, white particles fell down into the abyss below until I could no longer make out my form and all the light flickered and disappeared.
"Nooo!" I shot up out of bed, sweat trickled and beaded down the sides of my face. Scarlet, terrified eyes narrowed without blinking at that time I felt as if something had been stolen from me, a part of my soul has been taken. I no longer felt the wave of life I was so used to feeling.
The doors to my chamber where knocked open and four guards ran in, spears ready in hand until they realized I was safe and sound in my bed or so they thought. In between them the guard command pushed through the blockade of men and rushed over to my bedside.
"Taven!" I yelped in relief and threw my arms around his neck. The commander was a good friend of mine and has been since I was ten, he was older about 27 and handsome with fiery orange and red hair and glowing yellow eyes, orange runes snaked up his legs and chest just like all Twilithians did.
"Mirridian what is wrong? Are you okay?" his eyes darted around the dark room like he was searching for an intruder, while stroking my bright blue hair. He was a kind man and most likely first choice by my father for a husband but for now we remained friends and always would although he could sometimes be very hotheaded with his soldiers.
"Don't you feel it?" I asked breathing harshly; the sides of my hair were soaked in sweat and matted to my forehead. I pulled back to look around, something didn't feel right it was as if the life had been sucked from this room.
His calloused hand brushed my hair back "what are you talking about princess?"
"I-I feel so alone.." I stammered her already pale face starting to turn paler from worry and fear "something's wrong".
"Shh" he straightened me by gripping my forearms "you're not alone I'm right here don't be afraid"
"It was Ganon" I heard the guards behind us mumble and gasp slightly with the sound of his name "he was here in my dreams, he killed me" tears were flowing freely down the side of my cheek as I bent my head down onto his chest "he killed…me and I felt all the life drain from my body".
Taven's face was fraught with worry now and his mouth hung slightly open "It was just a dream Mirri, you don't have to worry Ganon haunts everyone these days with his terrible memory".
My pointed ears perked at the sound of three more guards rushing into the room seemingly out of breath "S-sir Taven..the Sol's light..it's gone..come quickly" we both gasped in unison and quickly hopped off the bed and ran down the hall. I remembered I was dressed in my silk black nightclothes but that didn't bother me as we entered the room where dozens of other guards stood along with Midna and my father who were looming over the stand where an empty crystal ball lay, the light that was there before was nowhere to be seen.
I rushed up beside them as my father placed his hand on the hollow clear surface of our once life preserver "who in the gods name could have done this?"
Dun Dun Dun so who is the Sol stealer? What will they do? And when will Link come in this story heh? Find out in the next chapter of Legend of Zelda: The Sol Stealer