Both bound by light, both bound by dark, both bound by destiny. Her ancestors knew the path they would come across, but why didn't she? She was the royal Princess of Hyrule, Zelda. "Have the gods deceived me?" She would wonder.
She remembered her past lives - but there was only one significant to her. One that she couldn't forget: her first self. When she was with the chosen hero on Skyloft, before she realized that she and the chosen one were to be the founders of Hyrule. Yes, she remembered the relationship her and the chosen hero developed. She had always loved him since they were children.
Zelda couldn't help but wonder if Skyloft still existed. If there was still cities in the sky. She wanted to know, she needed to know...but she couldn't. She was bound to the Twilight when the dark king, Zant threatened her kingdom's people. She had no choice but to surrender after she realized what the Twilight king was capable of. She hadn't realized that she was weeping, fresh tears running down her porcelain cheeks, "Have they, Midna?" She questioned.
She knew her companion was not with her, instead, she was with the chosen hero. Guiding him on his journey to save mankind. "Will it ever stop...? Will the cycle forever continue? Will Link continue to face the torment of sacrificing those who are important to him just to complete his journey?" The gods heard her desperate words, however they could not change the fate of Hyrule - and Zelda knew that.
...but what would become of the chosen hero this time...?