Princess Zelda waved to the villagers in Castle Town. They clapped and cheered whenever she went by. The people of Hyrule were always very respectful, but there were some…odd ones.

The odd ones normally lurked around Telma's Bar. Telma didn't like it when those men cam into her bar, but business was business.

"Oh my goodness!" said the leader of the little pack, Jisell. "It's the princess! Let us bow down to the almighty!"

The rest of the gang snickered as they plopped down on the ground and started to bow. Zelda rolled her eyes, and turned to the polite crowd.

"Hey, Prinnnncccccccessssssssssssss!" cried Jisell. "Pleeeaaaassssseeee don't ignore me!"

"Pay no attention to him." Zelda muttered under her breath. She focused even harder on the good crowd. She noticed that fear had spread on the villagers' faces.

"What is the matter?" she addressed Castle Town.

Zelda didn't receive an answer, but was instead knocked the ground. On top of her was Jisell, with his eyes showing how out of it he was.

"PRINCESS ZELDA!"

"Get off of me!"

"Oh, you're a funny little princess, aren't you?" taunted Jisell. "Now, do you have any spare rupees? Of course you do! You are th-"

A firm hand grabbing the back of his clothes and throwing him to the ground interrupted Jisell.

A tall, blonde man with a muscular body knelt down next to the princess. He extended out his calloused hand that was used for sword work.

"Need a hand?" he asked. Zelda nodded and let him help her up.

"Thank you Link." Link smiled his pretty boy smile and turned back to Jisell.

"I'm going to make it clear that you never cross her path again. If you do, you know who's going to be waiting for you."

Jisell nodded as Link pulled out his sword. He pulled out the sword as a threat to Jisell and to show off a little bit to Zelda.

Zelda shook her crowned head and looked back at the crowd. The group of villagers admired Link. The women looked absolutely charmed. Link was quite the handsome swordsman, and seeing him made the young girls dream of having a hero rescue them.

"Well, as always, the harvest has been coming-"

"Link! Over here! LINK!" screamed the adoring fans. Link turned around, acting humble, as Russell had always taught him to be.

Here we go again. Zelda sighed as Link went through the same process he did every time. Even though he was made for bravery, Link was a little shy in front of a crowd.

He took off his hat, and smiled at the ground. This drove the crowd even crazier. Zelda shook her auburn hair, and turned back to the castle.

"Hey, princess!" came the whisper of a dark voice. The princess turned and found herself looking at Jisell, who was sitting in an alley.

"Next time you're without your boyfriend guarding you every precious little second, you won't be as lucky. Goddesses forbid you break a nail."

Princess Zelda grumbled as she threw her head back. She stepped off the platform to leave when Link grabbed her shoulder.

"Be careful! There's a loose brick!" Zelda stared at Link to see if he was joking, but he was completely sincere.

"I don't need your help." Zelda continued stepping off.

Unfortunately, Zelda's foot caught that loose brick and she tripped. She landed on the ground with a solid thud.

"Are you alright?" asked Link as he knelt down to her. She didn't look at him, but instead looked at her hand.

"Yes, but I think I broke-" she started to say, but stopped once she heard Jisell's laughter.

"Today's just not your day."

At the castle doors, Link said goodbye to Zelda.

"Well, good night your highness." Link knew that the princess hated that term and thought that saying it would make her smile. She hadn't been smiling that whole day. Little did he know, that just made her angrier.

Now would be the time when Link would kiss her gloved hand and spin her once. Then, they would leave each other.

But tonight, Zelda walked inside the castle and shut the door. Link sighed, hopped on Epona, and rid off to Ordon.

Zelda walked tiredly up to her bedroom chamber. The rich satin and silks that swarmed around the room normally soothed her bothered her. The jewelry and china decorated her room made her even more troubled.

The princess looked into the mirror and saw a royal highness. The perfectly styled hair, which took hours to perfect, hung down in braids.

Zelda took off her gloves and assessed the damage. Hey, not too bad. It almost looks… natural.

Her hands were so different compared to Link's. He had rough, calloused hands that had been worked to death. He hands were smooth and squishy, since she had never worked a day in her life.

The memories of her day rushed past her.

"Need a hand?"

"Well, good night your highness."

"Next time you're without your boyfriend guarding you every precious little second, you won't be as lucky. Goddesses forbid you break a nail."

She was always the damsel in distress. Zelda looked into her ruby encrusted mirror.

Things needed to change.