Zelda sat in her office, finishing some legal papers. She looked out of the open window; the sun was shining and a breeze was blowing, making the day feel perfect. It was a day to be outside, enjoying the day, not paper-work. She sighed and remembered the day, all those years ago when Chancellor Cole had stolen her body. After she and Arizan had worked together to defeat Malladus, Arizan went on to become an Engineer while Zelda decided to remain in control of the Kingdom. She sighed again and wished that she could return for another adventure with the green-clad hero. But she knew that it could not happen. She had been the Princess for almost ten years and the people of Hyrule depended on her. No, she thought, I won't be going on any adventures any time soon. She placed her seal and signature on the papers and pushed them to the other side of the desk. Paperwork, she thought, I should hire someone else to do my paperwork. She heard a noise and looked up, in the doorway was Teacher, her old caretaker. "Well, well, well," he began, "You have been quite busy as of late haven't you?" he motioned to the stack of papers that had fallen in the floor.
"Yes," Zelda sighed, "Being a Princess is so difficult! I wish I could go on another adventure!"
"Whatever are you talking about?" Teacher asked. "You've never been on an adventure!"
"Yes I have!" Zelda began before she remembered; That's right, Arizan was the only person who could see me, besides the Lokomo. "Nothing, Teacher," She said hastily. "It's only, I wish that I could take a month, or only a week and explore the land that I rule. To explore beyond the borders of stations! To learn what lies beyond!"
"Princess!" Teacher began frantically, "You can't mean it! You surely do not wish to live the rough life of the Explorers! Do you?"
"What if I do?" The Princess demanded impatiently. "Being a Princess is a lot of work, you know nothing about being royalty! You are nothing but an old man and a fool!"
Zelda could see that her words had smitten Teacher to his soul. She felt sorry for the old man and noticed a tear roll down his cheek.
"Very well then," he said trying to remain composed (though he did a poor job of it). "If that is how you feel, then my life is wasted. I am leaving, and I don't suppose I shall ever return."
Teacher turned and walked out of the room, weeping into his hands rather loudly.
"Teacher, wait!" Zelda called after him but it was too late, Teacher was gone.
Zelda jumped up and ran out of the door, down the spiral staircase and into the main part of the Castle. She asked everyone she saw about Teacher, but no one could answer, for the old man was gone. She ran out of the gate and into Castle Town. Again she asked everyone if they had seen Teacher but no one had. She heard a train whistle and looked toward the station. There! She saw someone with a hood on and walking with a cane. Could it be him? She thought. She ran as fast as her legs would carry her toward the station but when she got there, the hooded man was nowhere to be seen. The whistle blew again and the train left the station.
Zelda sat down right in the middle of the station and began to sob. The sobbing turned to weeping and soon she was crying in the middle of the public. She had never felt worse in her life. Teacher, her caretaker of old and the person who cared most for the Princess, was gone; quite possibly forever. She could think of nothing to do but sit there. Soon the station was deserted, passengers had left and there would not be another train for a long time. She sat there long into the night, sobbing, weeping, crying and when she finally calmed down, she would begin all over again. She was helpless.