"Maybe there is hope for a cold-blooded assassin and torture specialist like me."
Three years after the Hero Chosen by the Gods and the Twilight Princess rid Hyrule of the evil Ganondorf, the land was no stranger to peace. The young queen Zelda and her husband led Hyrule down a path of redemption and prosperity, the kingdom flourished. After Ganondorf was defeated, the Triforce of Power vanished without a trace. According to the ways of the Goddesses, the Triforce of Power was fragmented and spread over Hyrule, two of those fragments sent away to another world, to be possessed by a benevolent soul who would one day return to this dimension and unite with the other two holders of the remaining sacred triangles to recombine the pieces of the Triforce of Power and protect Hyrule from evil once again. This benevolent soul, however, has seen her fair share of death and destruction, caused by her own hand, under orders. This person once lived in the land of Hyrule before she was banished at a young age, and had her memories wiped. Some believe it was Ganondorf's doing. Some believe it's far more complicated than that.
May 12, 2015. London. "Well, happy birthday to me, once again. Spending it alone, once again. Bah humbug." A young woman said to herself as she blew out a single candle on a cupcake. "It's so bloody boring around here, nothing to do between missions, ever since that useless wanker took off." She sat down on her couch and ate her cupcake and poured herself a glass of Moscato. She raised her glass in the air and said "well, here's to yet another year in this crapsack world..." she took a big sip. The young woman had no friends, no family. Her line of work as an MI-6 agent didn't really allow for close-knit friendships, her boyfriend took off three years ago because "he couldn't be in a relationship where there are so many secrets", her parents were killed in a car crash when she was in high school, and her sister died of cancer just a year ago. Her brother took off back to their home country and was never heard from again. She heaved a sigh and stared at the ceiling fan for a moment, as she heard thunder and rain begin to fall. "Damn...when the hell does it NOT rain? This dank, dreary country can rot for all I care...back in Rome...it was always sunny...but I can't ever go back there. The person I was born as doesn't exist anymore...I just wish I could disappear from this godforsaken place forever and start a new life…but of course such fantastical possibilities are simply nonsense." She poured herself yet another glass of wine, stood up and walked over to her entertainment center, opened a drawer, and picked through her games. "Twilight Princess? Hmm...I just beat that a few weeks ago...Link is so fine...and seemingly a great guy. Why can't all men be like him?" she said to herself, wistfully, then she pulled the game of her choice out of the drawer and placed it in her Wii U. "I think I could use some Metroid Prime right now..." she sat down on the couch and connected her Wii remote to the nunchuck and started the Metroid Prime Trilogy. After an hour or so of gameplay, she grew tired, so she grabbed her bottle of sleeping pills, looked at it for a moment, and thought to herself, "Not like it's a good idea to take these after drinking, but what do I really have to lose at this point? It's the least I could do for all I've done before..." She heaved a sigh, opened the bottle, took her pill, and after a few moments, she passed out, right there on the couch.
The next day. "Oh...what now...?" The young woman was woken up by the sound of her phone blaring. She grabbed it and answered, "Yes?"
"Agent Faron, we've been trying to get a hold of you all morning! We need you to report to HQ immediately. We have a serious issue to discuss."
Agent Emmy Faron heaved a sigh and said, "Fine, I'll be right there..." she hung up and quickly dressed herself, concealing a gun, a tranquilizer pistol, and some throwing knives within her wardrobe. She pulled her long, dark red hair into a side ponytail, grabbed her keys and headed for HQ.
"Sir, Agent Faron has arrived." an agent said to General Peter Wright, a decorated war hero in his fifties who had served in the Royal Army.
"Splendid, send her in." came the reply.
Emmy walked in and saluted her superior. "Agent Faron reporting, sir!" she said to him.
General Wright nodded and said, "Have a seat, Agent. I have gained a bit of intel that will cause drastic changes around here."
"Such as?"
"We've been informed by a reliable source that you have ties to the Italian Mafia, Agent Faron...or rather...Britanni Chiarro!"
Agent Faron stood up abruptly and shouted "that's a lie, General! I have no such ties to such a gang! Where are you coming up with this bollocks!?"
"You pipe down this instant, you do not address your commanding officer in a disrespectful tone!" snapped General Wright as he pointed in Emmy's face. "We've had a few run-ins with one of their most prominent members...his name is Vincenzo Chiarro Jr. He informed us of your relation to him!"
Emmy's eyes widened with shock and her heart began racing..."Damn you Vin...I wanted nothing to do with that disgusting drug dealing lifestyle...and now you are trying to take me down..." "But General, with all due respect, how can you prove these allegations?" she said with panic in her tone.
"I can prove it to them...hello again sis! It's been a while." said an average height young man with brown hair and blue eyes as he walked in. "You see...I cut a deal with the general here, I agreed to pay him handsomely to keep quiet and in exchange for you! I need you back home…for reasons." said Vincenzo with a devious grin as he touched his sister's cheek. Emmy stared at him in horror.
"That's right, Britanni. We have no use for you around here. The higher ups will just assume I reassigned you and think nothing of it." said General Wright with a serious expression.
"What...y-you've got to be kidding me...General...how could you?" said Emmy as tears welled up in her eyes. "What's going on here? This is so unlike you!"
"I was never a friend to you, you were nothing but hired condensed muscle to me. Be gone!" he replied, coldly. "Vincenzo, best of luck to you. I'll be in touch."
"Will do, Pete! Brit, it's time to go." said Vin as he took Britanni by the arm. "My master awaits."
"I'm not coming with you...especially not to pander to your sick desires!" she shouted as she bashed his nose in with the heel of her hand, then delivered a hard kick to his kneecap. As Vincenzo grabbed his knee while growling in pain, Britanni dropped her elbow on the back of his neck, knocking him out. General Wright stood up abruptly and Britanni quickly pulled her tranquilizer gun and shot him in the neck, rendering him unconscious. Unfortunately he had already pulled the security alarm. "Fuck both of you..." she said as she ran out of the office.
The alarms were blaring and few agents tried to stop her, but they were quickly taken out by being tranqed or beaten up. More agents showed up and opened fire on her, she jumped behind a large metal crate and hid, occasionally popping out to fire her real gun. "They wanna shoot at me? Then fuck mercy!" She quickly reloaded it and fired a few more shots, then she started running again, making haste for the garage. As she ran, she felt a searing pain in her right arm, from being shot. She ducked behind a wall and fired more shots, taking down more agents. She ripped a strip of cloth from her shirt and tied it around her wound, then ran swiftly to the garage where she jumped into her car and drove off.
"Son of a bitch!" she yelled to herself as she drove quickly down the road, breathing heavily while sweat dripped down her face. "I have to disappear, I must go off grid! I may try to get a plane ticket to the United States..." She then realized that she wasn't being chased. She pulled into a gas station and used her card to try and buy gas, but it kept declining. She tried three other cards, all of them declined. "This can't be...there's a lot of money in my bank accounts, and my credit card is up to date!" She called her bank, and much to her horror, she was informed that all of her accounts were frozen. She then received a call from the MI-6 superiors. "Agent Faron, from this day onward, we have put a burn notice on you. You aren't leaving this country, and you will face severe consequences for your actions today! We own you now, Britanni Chiarro...have a nice life." they abruptly hung up.
"Shit!" she screamed as she got back into her car and drove to her flat. She tossed her phone out of the car window, and she saw it shatter upon impact. She arrived at her apartment, hastily ran inside and frantically gathered all of her private documents and began shredding them, her heart racing. "This cannot be happening! Why would the General sell me out like this!?" She finished putting the papers through the shredder and went to her bedroom and opened the safe, where she had a lot of cash stashed and a bag full of fake identification documents, and a pay-as-you-go phone. She collected all of the money and stuffed it into a bag, packed some of her basic belongings and headed for her front door. However, an agent in a mask covering everything but their eyes showed up and began attacking her, by grabbing her and shoving her into her entertainment stand. Britanni regained her composure and swiftly tripped the intruder, the frustrated grunt coming from this person as they hit the floor was that of a female. The agent fought back, was able to land a few punches and kicks, leaving Britanni with a bloody lip and a bruise under her eye. However she could not overpower Britanni, and was eventually taken down. The agent slowly sat up, shook her head, then bolted through the front door of the apartment, and in a last ditch effort to stop Britanni, the agent pulled a pin out of a grenade and tossed it back into the flat. Britanni quickly took cover in her bathroom as the bomb went off, destroying most of the apartment and damaging the bathroom, sending debris all over the place.
Britanni coughed and jumped out of the tub, and took out her knife and sterilized it in the flames of her burning flat. She dug the bullet out of her arm as she growled in pain, then heated the knife again, put the sheath in her mouth, bit down on it, and placed the knife on her wound, grunting loudly as she cauterized it. "I've got to get out of here...but where do I go!?" she said to herself with a panicked tone. She noticed a light shining across the burning room, and she ran over to it. It was an amulet that she received as gift from her mother. She grabbed it and felt a stinging pain as the triangular birthmark near her knuckles on the back of her hand started to glow. The ground started shaking as the amulet glowed even brighter and eventually enveloped Britanni as she screamed in fright. Everything went white, then she blacked out.
Unknown time, unknown location. "Alright Fado, the last goat is in the barn!" said a young man on horseback after helping his friend herd goats into a barn.
"Thanks, Link!" said Fado, another young man who was standing in the field, loading up a horse cart with jugs of goat's milk. "That there horse cart is ready for ya to start your milk deliveries, bud! Seems our Ordon Goat's Milk is becomin' real popular 'round Hyrule!"
Link, a dashing young man of nearly twenty rode over to his friend and helped Fado attach the carriage to his magnificent horse, Epona, who was a gift from his close childhood friend, Ilia. "Indeed it is, it's really good! We've been making a lot of money since we started selling it!" Link smiled at his friend as he climbed back onto his horse and headed off to do his deliveries.
Link was just about to cross the bridge into Faron Woods when he noticed a huge, bright flash of light several feet away from him that startled Epona, causing her to reel back on her hind legs and throw Link off of her. "Ouch..." he stood up, rubbed his butt, and calmed his horse down, then took her rein and led her to where he saw the flash. "Oh my goodness...Miss! Miss! Are you ok!?" he exclaimed when he saw an unconscious young woman on the ground. She looked small in stature and had messy, windblown dark red hair that was falling out of the ribbon that once held it in place. There was a burn on her right arm, blood and bruises on her face, and was covered in ash. She was strangely dressed. Her torn red top had the upper back exposed and it tied around her neck, and her black pants had a lot of pockets and zippers on it. The soles of her black shoes were rather large, and had a three inch heel. "Miss? Can you hear me?" Link tried once again to awaken the mysterious woman, but to no avail. "Who is she? Why did she just pop out of thin air like this…? I better take her to the Queen..." he thought to himself as he scooped her up and placed her in the carriage, and covered her with a blanket. He took her to Hyrule Castle.
"Your highness, Link has arrived. He has a strange looking injured girl with him." A guard said to Queen Zelda, who was sipping tea while her husband was out training some soldiers.
"Oh really? An injured girl? Bring them in." she said as she raised her eyebrows and put her cup on the table.
Moments later the guard returned with the Hero who was carrying the strange woman in his arms. "Your highness, I found this woman lying in Faron Woods...the strangest thing happened. I was just riding along doing my milk delivery when..." Link explained what he saw.
Zelda nodded and stood up from her chair. She was eight months pregnant and she placed her hand over her round, yet petite belly. She walked over to them and touched the woman's hair and brushed it out of her face, then gasped. "Could she be...?"
"What is it, Zelda, who is this?" said Link with genuine curiosity.
"Oh... I've never seen her before...she's just really beautiful, albeit looking very roughed up..." said Zelda, sweetly. Link just nodded and said "mmhmm." "Well, she appears to be in a deep sleep, she should rest and I will question her when she wakes up. I'll have the doctor come have a look at her as well." said Zelda as she motioned Link to follow her.
Link carried the woman into a bedroom that Zelda led him to and gently placed her on the bed and tucked her in. "She really IS beautiful...in spite of how terrible she looks at the moment." Link thought to himself as he felt his cheeks flush.
"Well, I'll send for the doctor, you have a job to do, after all the milk won't deliver itself, Link-OH!" Zelda suddenly yelped and braced herself on the back of a chair.
"Zelda!" exclaimed Link as he walked back over to her and placed his hand on her back.
"I'm fine...the baby kicked really low...felt like a lightning bolt..." she said weakly, laughing slightly. "He or she really likes to beat the heck out of me..." she continued with a smile as she slowly stood back up and left the room, Link following suit.
"He or she will be a fighter, for sure!" said Link, smiling.
"Of course, just like Taron." said Zelda, still smiling, referring to her handsome husband who was a skilled swordsman and overall a top-notch combat specialist.
"Mmhmm, indeed." said Link as he stretched his arms then placed his hands on the back of his head. Link had pretty much moved on from when he unsuccessfully tried to win Zelda's heart a few years ago, but still found himself somewhat envious of the king, whom Zelda had chosen over Link. Taron was over six feet tall and had very dark brown hair and green eyes, and Link...well...wasn't Taron. The king was also a couple of years older than Zelda, and she was always very mature for her age. Taron was polite, refined, outgoing, and took his role as a king seriously. Zelda even went so far as to call Link "uncouth", because of his more rogue-like, mischievous attitude. Link wasn't unattractive by any means, not at all, but his small stature wasn't the most desirable trait in a man, and perhaps his more aloof personality intimidated women. He didn't actively pursue any more relationships after one rejection and two failed relationships, one with his childhood friend, Ilia. He was still generally a nice guy, but he was much more reserved around women now, finding it easier to just put up walls rather than allow himself to get hurt again.
"Link, are you ok?" Zelda asked her good friend as she noticed a somewhat melancholy expression spread across his face.
"Oh, it's nothing. I'm fine." He said, closing his eyes and giving a halfhearted smile. "Well, I am interested in knowing more about that woman..."
"Is that so?" Zelda said as she turned to face him and leaned closer to him, smiling mischievously.
"Well...I mean...why are you looking at me like that...? Uh...wait, I'm not saying that I'm interested in her! Don't get the wrong idea, Zelda!" Link stammered, trying not to blush.
"Oh Link, you know you can't hide anything from me!" she said, laughing as she turned back around and walked ahead of him.
"I mean it!" Link exclaimed, now blushing full force. "Anyways...thank you for your help, but I must go finish my delivery. Is there anything I can pick up for you at the market?" he continued as he and Zelda arrived in the lobby of the castle.
"No, thank you. Taron is going to bring dinner home for us. I've really been craving those fried potato wedges from the cafe...I could eat an entire bucket of them myself." she said, smiling awkwardly while placing her hand on the back of her head.
"Wow, quite an appetite!" said Link, laughing. "But you couldn't tell by looking at you, you look great!" he continued with a genuine smile.
"Well thank you." came the reply.
"You're welcome, anyways, I need to get going. Please keep me posted on that girl...because I'm curious about where she came from. That's IT! She's cute, but I seriously want to know what her deal is, just suddenly dropping into Hyrule in that condition!" said Link as Zelda started giving him a mischievous look again when he mentioned the woman.
"Will do, Link. Take care!" she said as Link said goodbye as well and left.
"Hmm…there IS a reason why that woman wound up in our world…if that's who I think it is." Zelda thought to herself as she headed back to the room where they left Britanni.
The next day, Hyrule Castle. "W-where am I...?" Britanni slowly awoke and looked around. She was lying in a canopy bed in a strange room, where sunlight shined through the arched window onto the red rug. The room had marble floors and highly decorated walls, with gold accents. There was a grandfather clock ticking from across the room, and there was a decorative lamp on the bedside table. "What is this place...? Am I still in London...?" She quickly remembered the events leading up to where she is now. She rolled over and went to grab her burner phone, but it was gone, as were her weapons and the amulet. "Son of a bitch..." she said to herself. She noticed that her arm was properly bandaged and didn't hurt anymore, and most of the scrapes and bruises she sustained from the altercation and blast have healed. She pulled the hair band out of her hair, ran her fingers through to work out some tangles, and then threw it in a ponytail. "I've gotta get to the bottom of this…" She climbed out of the bed and walked to the door. When she opened it, there was a man standing there, holding a spear.
"Miss! You're aw-ughaghahga!" Britanni panicked and punched the guard in the throat, causing him to gag and drop to his knees. She kicked his head, knocking his helmet off, then she punched him in the head and knocked him out. She frantically ran down the strange hallway, taking down guards one by one as they tried to restrain her. She had no idea where she was and was a bit frightened.
"Ma'am you must stay calm!" another knight grabbed her arm and tried to calm her down.
"Don't TOUCH me!" shouted Britanni as she grabbed the guard and slammed him into the wall.
She ran through a door where she started to engage more guards, when suddenly she ceased movement. "ENOUGH!" she heard a woman shout. Britanni's body was glowing and she couldn't move.
"Hey...why...why can't I move!?" Britanni was seriously freaking out at this point, and she turned to see a young pregnant woman in a detailed and ornamented maternity gown who appeared to be around 5'7" in high heeled boots with long, brown hair, light blue eyes, and a stunningly beautiful face. She also was the source of the binding light.
"Young woman, I order you to calm yourself! We will not harm you! Only then will I release you!" said the woman, firmly. "We have much to talk about." She slowly walked up to Britanni, who started to calm down, after seeing this woman.
"Yes...we do have a lot to talk about. I-I have no idea where I am...all of my things are gone too..." said Britanni as she was released from the light spell. "Who are you? What's going on? Where the hell am I? How did I get here!?" she continued, frantically.
"My name is Zelda, and I'm the Queen of Hyrule. You are safe. Please tell me your name." said Zelda with a soft tone as she gently placed her hands on Britanni's cheeks.
Britanni was oddly calmed by the touch of the fair maiden. "Britanni...wait...Zelda!? Hyrule!? Like...Legend of Zelda?" Britanni exclaimed suddenly. "I must be dreaming...or someone slipped me a mickey..."
"Legend of Zelda? What are you talking about? I'm just a queen, I'm hardly a legend." said Zelda, looking confused. "I can assure you that you are not dreaming, and I have no idea what a mickey is. You must have been through a lot. Come with me, Britanni. We shall talk over an early dinner after you get cleaned up." she continued as she took Britanni by the hands. "I only ask that you do not beat up my servants." she added, completely deadpan.
"Uh...yeah. Sorry about your guards..." said Britanni, looking at the floor. "I...had my reasons for flipping my shit like that..."
"Such interesting terminology you use...but no matter. My guards will all be fine, luckily. Just do not do that again. I've forgiven you on the grounds that you were merely frightened because of waking up in a strange place. I'll personally escort you to the bath, and my servants will assist you as needed." said Zelda as she motioned Britanni to follow her.
"Ok...that'll be fine...but adding to what I said earlier...this is Hyrule? There's this video game called Legend of Zelda and I-" Britanni stopped when Zelda turned around and looked at her like she was crazy. She realized that this Zelda had no idea what she was talking about.
"Video game? What's that? Again, I have no idea where you are coming up with 'Legend of Zelda'. Really, there IS a legendary hero around here, but all I really did was get held under siege and eventually possessed. I'm no legend." said Zelda as she turned back around and began walking again.
"I see..." said Britanni as she followed the queen. The two walked in silence until they arrived at the bath.
"Please help our guest get cleaned up and dressed in something proper, she is to have dinner with Taron and I in just an hour." Zelda politely ordered her servants. They all agreed and they welcomed Britanni and ran the bath for her. Zelda exited and headed back to the royal chamber.
Britanni was alone in the bath chamber after the bath water was run. She removed her clothing and walked up the steps and slowly entered the tub. "Mmm this is nice..." she thought to herself as she leaned back against the tub wall and closed her eyes. "So...I am not dreaming...this world...from a fantasy game...is a real place. Does this mean my life has turned around? Did I get...a second chance?" She dunked her head under the water then she reached for the glass shampoo bottle on the ledge. "So...where do I go from here? I wonder how dinner tonight will go. Will...Zelda...help me? What about the legendary hero she mentioned...could it be Link? I wonder what he looks like in real life...hmm...video games tend to allow perfection...what if this Link isn't as handsome? Well...Zelda is even more beautiful in person than in the video game...like...I actually felt...well..." Britanni blushed and placed her fingers upon herself for a moment. "Oh, what am I thinking?" She said out loud to herself as she folded her arms behind her head.
There was a knock on the door. "Miss Britanni, your clothes are ready!" said one of the servants.
"Ok, I'll be right out!" came the reply. Britanni climbed out of the tub and dried herself off, then she reached for the red robe that was hanging on a rack and put it on, then she brushed her teeth and left the bath chamber to get dressed.
"Right this way, ma'am." said a manservant to Britanni as he escorted her into the dining hall, where Zelda was seated with a very attractive man with dark hair and green eyes. They were both eating soup.
"Oh, welcome, Britanni! You look very lovely!" said Zelda after she dropped her spoon the second she took sight of the now cleaned up Britanni, whose full bodied and slightly wavy hair draped over her shoulders and her side swept bangs framed her pretty, blue-eyed face. She was wearing a sleeveless red silk dress that had black and gold accents and flattered her average height, athletic body which still had curvy hips. "By Hylia…that MUST be her…" Zelda thought to herself.
"You ok, love?" said the dark haired man, smiling. "She does look very nice."
Britanni blushed slightly and thanked both of them. "Wow...that man is seriously hot..." she thought to herself as she took a seat next to Zelda.
"Britanni, this is my husband, King Taron! He would also like to hear your story and possibly help you." said Zelda as she motioned her hand towards the dark haired man. He smiled and nodded.
"It's nice to meet you, your majesty!" said Britanni as she bowed her head and smiled back.
"Likewise, and call me Taron. We're all friends here!" came the sweet reply.
"So anyways, Britanni. Can you please explain what happened and how you got here?" asked Zelda after she took the cover off of her dinner plate.
Britanni uncovered her plate as well and recapped what happened back in London, as well as explaining the stuff that Zelda didn't understand, like what MI-6 is and such.
"I see, Britanni. You come from a country called 'Italy' and eventually moved to one known as 'England'. We're called Hylians in this world, and you actually look rather Hylian. But what is your race or origin?"
"Oh, I'm called Roman Italian. The country I moved to, they are called British or English. The way I speak is how the British do. You Hylians sound similar, but not quite as thick. But yes, I was accused of being part of that Italian Mafia, since my own brother was a drug lord within that horrid group...and he wanted to take me to use as his personal…slave…of sorts…and said something about his master."
"How horrible! Just a second...mind if I read your mind so I can see exactly how everything happened?" said Zelda as she scooted close to Britanni and placed her hands on the sides of her head and closed her eyes.
"Uh...sure!" came the reply.
Zelda read Britanni's mind and memories, then she stopped suddenly and took Britanni's left hand and looked at it, as the Triforce of Wisdom illuminated on her hand, while the spot on Britanni's did the same thing. "Oh my gosh..."
"What is it, Zelda?" said Britanni, with genuine curiosity.
"Taron...it's the legend!" she said excitedly to her husband, pointing to the glowing birthmark on Britanni's hand.
"I see, my love!" said Taron as he looked at her hand, then looked back up at Britanni and Zelda then smiled.
"What's going on, guys?" said Britanni, starting to get slightly confused. "What legend?"
Zelda told her about the Legend of the Triforce and all the events of the game Britanni once played, then she paused and said, "Oh, I'm guessing you already know this, lady from the future and another dimension?"
Britanni nodded sheepishly and said, "Well, I know nothing of how I have anything to do with this world or Triforce..."
Zelda then explained the prophecy of the vanishing Triforce of Power and explained that destiny will reveal and fully awaken its power.
"I see, destiny. I guess fate will do its thing." said Britanni, whom herself believed in a higher power back home. "But will I ever have to leave this world? I really don't want to go back to that loo of a place..." she continued, hanging her head.
"Oh Britanni, I don't see why you can't stay here. You seem like a good person, I think I can trust you. You're here for a reason. Somehow that prophecy points to you being the one to reassemble the Triforce of Power when the time is right." said Zelda, with a serious expression.
"Now hang on a goddamn second! You mean to tell me that I'm supposed to have the fucking Triforce of Power!? Like, the same damn thing that Ganondorf is associated with!?" Britanni exclaimed with utter shock. "Yep, I'm definitely dreaming. Someone like me, one of the Big Three. Some kind of "benevolent soul" meant to be in league with the white knight and his bright lady. I'm really not all that benevolent. Not buying it. Did your little mind reading voodoo show exactly how many lives I've taken? Lawful evil is still evil…good and evil is merely dependent on who's side you're on. It's all ambiguous."
"Oh dear, Britanni…I suppose I understand why you would be skeptical. As for people you have killed…I don't know. Perhaps you had a reason for it. No world is a stranger to war. Things just aren't black and white in any world." Zelda heaved a sigh as she placed her hands on the table. "Maybe in seeing your memories, you were quite remorseful about what you had to do."
"I have no idea why I'd even divulge such information. I'm the type of person who should be locked up around here. Has Ganondorf ever shot a 14 year old boy dead in cold blood because they were a part of an enemy race? A 14 year old boy who was just following orders, like I was? One who looked just as frightened as I was?" Britanni said, folding her arms across her chest as she closed her eyes. "And I'm supposed to have the Triforce of Power. That sounds downright stupid to me."
"I don't know, Britanni. Ganondorf has done some terrible things, and paid the price. Maybe you already have, in a different way. However, the prophecy still stands, and the Goddesses believe you are a good person. It comes down to faith in the long run." Zelda replied, as Taron nodded in agreement.
"Britanni, I have blood on my hands as well. Sometimes it really comes down to kill or be killed. I was a prince, but also the general of the Northern Kingdom's military. Now, I train Hylian soldiers. I teach people how to fight with swords, and even kill with their bare hands." Taron added, with a serious expression. "When it comes down to it, all of us are evil to some extent."
"I suppose you make a good point. War is an ugly, horrendous thing which brings out the worst in all of us." Britanni paused and heaved a sigh. "The absolute worst…yet the goddesses believe that I'm still a good person deep down. Maybe there is hope for a cold-blooded assassin and torture specialist like me." she continued, sardonically.
"Only time will tell, Britanni. In the meantime, I will give you a generous weekly stipend and I will ask that you perform any duty I may request of you. The baby's nursery isn't ready yet, and there are many things to take care of. Is there any line of work you may be interested in?" said Zelda.
"Well...I've always loved art, baking, and making things...and I know a thing or two about interior decoration, and I've read many pregnancy books..." said Britanni, shrugging. "Well, I hope this isn't a dream, as weird as all of this is, it's already better than my real life. Ridiculous, far-fetched prophecy and all."
"Good to know, crafty people are in high demand around here. That will come in handy, for sure!" said Zelda, happily. "By the way...what's a loo?" she added, turning her head slightly sideways.
"Oh...the toilet room." said Britanni, giggling a bit.
"Oh ok!" came the reply. "Anyways, other than what I may need you here for, you may come and go as you please. Familiarize yourself with this town, and get used to it, because I promise you'll see soon enough that you are not dreaming, and you will believe in the prophecy. By the way...Taron is definitely a catch, but he's still mine. I read your mind, Britanni, but I can't say I blame you, and I know you wouldn't try anything." said Zelda laughing a little bit.
"Oh...hehe yeah, you're a lucky girl, Zelda. Perhaps by some crazy twist of fate I'll get someone like him one day...maybe. Not many men go for women like me." said Britanni, referring to her broad shoulders and well-toned arms.
"It's me who's the lucky one!" said Taron sweetly as he leaned over and gave Zelda a sweet kiss. "But hey, you're quite pretty. You just need to find a guy who is secure enough in who he is to not feel threatened by a strong woman."
"Haha, thanks! But I'm not holding my breath!" Britanni replied, chuckling.
"Britanni, this evening you are free to explore Hyrule Castle town, but you are not to carry any kind of weapons with you. I said I trust you, but precautions must be taken. I will set up a guided tour of Hyrule for you tomorrow. We already have a few volunteers, and I think I know just who I'll pick." said Zelda with a mischievous grin.