Broken
Prologue

Rated:: PG-13

Summary:: A princess is becoming broken and she is in need of a bodyguard. When a certain ex-assassin comes and aids her in her quest, will love cross between them or will betrayal tear them apart? {Malink}

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The future of a kingdom lies within a royal's hands
Her choice is of importance,
Choosing whether or not her kingdom will survive

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The sound of water dripping on marble tiles were heard as a girl stepped out of her bath. Her hair was damp and dark from the water and she began to wring it out, the water splashing around her like broken glass. Her azure eyes studied the droplets, never turning its focused attention away. The droplets seemed to be like a window of her past, sucking her in...

Her memories were interrupted however, when there was soft knocking on her ebony bathroom doors.

"Milady..." a voice whispered, trying to get the girl's attention. "Please let me in."

"Who is it?" the girl asked, grabbing a towel and wrapping it around herself.

"It is I, Zelda."

"Come in, Zelda."

Slowly, one of the doors opened, revealing a blonde haired girl, clad in white and pink. Her clothes stated she was of the Princess' lady-in-waiting. Zelda, as she was called, gave the girl a meek look. Her lips were straight, avoiding any hints if she was happy or not.

"Princess, your father requests that you come down for dinner."

The Princess' eyes widened in utter shock. Her temper got the better of her, making her say, "Tell my father that I will come down when he stops sending suitors in my direction!"

"But...milady, you have to marry within three years..." Zelda whispered, her eyes turning towards the floor, "If not, you will be taken away from your position as princess..."

The girl's azure eyes softened slightly.

"Please...just come down."

Her expression hardened immediately. She turned her head in a different direction, making an unlady-like snort, "That is quite unlikely."

"Please, Malon! Please come down..." Zelda whispered, her voice cracking. She hated seeing her friend's family tear apart because of the simple subject of suitors. It reminded her to much of her own past...

Malon inwardly winced. Zelda never used her first name unless she really wanted something. It somehow made Malon more vulnerable... Her fiery locks bounced off of her pale shoulders as the Princess let go of them.

"Alright, Zelda. I will go down...but only because you're my friend..."

The girl looked up, sheer happiness shown in her eyes. "That's wonderful! Thank you, milady! I will tell your father straight away!"

As Zelda left, Malon sighed. Oh, how she hated eating dinner with her father...

A/N:: Yep...that's pretty much the prologue. That mini-paragraph at the top is the prophecy that is going to take place. I cut it off, however, since the rest of it gave away to much information. ;) I'll add the next part of the prophecy when I think it's appropriate...meaning, it might not be in the next chapter.

Anyway, I know you guys are probably hating me right now for not completing Temple of Faith's eighth chapter, but that story is as good as dead at the moment. This fan fic is going to be angsty, something I haven't really done before. ((My fan fics are usually hyper and confusing.)) I'm probably going to complete this before I finish up Temple of Faith. I don't really know. ^_^;

Anyway, go and review. I wanna see what you think of it so far. XD