A/N: Hello, before you start reading I would like to tell you a little about the direction of this story. I have read many fanfics on here in my day and I have decided that I want to write something a little bit more mature and adult themed like. This will not be a happy go lucky fairy tale love story. I am planning on having a lot of adult themes, sex, violence and things of that nature. This story takes place a year after the mirror of twilight has been broken and is going to contain a lot of OC's and I can't promise that all of the characters will act like how they do in the game. This chapter was written today so sorry if its a slow start I'm just trying to get my bearings and get this story on the road. Thanks for reading :)


Chapter One

Spring Is Here

It was springtime in Hyrule, the snow was melting away and the first signs of grass were peeking up through the ground. The townsfolk were anxious to get out of their cold, lonely houses and back out into the busy, bustling streets of Castle Town and out planting their crops in Hyrule field. It had been nearly a year since the Hero of Time, Link, from Ordon, had saved Hyrule from Ganondorf and from the impending doom of the twilight realm. However, there was little to celebrate. The previous winter had been the worst yet for the Hylians. Link had indeed saved Hyrule from twilight, but he was unable to save the withered crops that had died without sunlight. There was no way for irrigation when Lake Hylia had dried up and food supply was scare.

With Zelda's castle being destroyed, and the amount of damage the night creatures had done to the town, the kingdom was penniless. Princess Zelda was struggling to meet the demands of her people. There was simply not enough food, and not enough money to help them all. She was losing her following, and quickly. Her sweet disposition and kindness was not enough to keep her starving people happy anymore. Criminals, thieves and gangs now roamed around Castle Town, preying on women, children and the elderly. It was every Hylian for himself, those who could not take what Hyrule was becoming were packing their things and moving, those too old to stay felt helpless and very few vigilantes stood among the villagers.

Zelda peered out the window on the top floor of her castle tower, her eyes gazing over her kingdom. Sadness swept over her, the flowers were usually blooming around this time of year, but it had been a harsh winter for all walks of life and they were stuck buried beneath the snow. All she saw was the gray slush from the melting snow banks and the sun was hiding behind a thick black cloud. Another rainy week it appeared. The princess was overwhelmed with worry. She felt as if she was failing her kingdom. Despite her hardest efforts to make things better she felt like she was constantly backpedalling. She shivered as she stepped away from the frosted window.

There was simply not enough to go around. Food for one day meant no money to pay the guards the next. The problems kept on stacking. The bridge of Eldin was beginning to crumble, Hyrule could not afford to lose their main transportation route but there was simply not enough money or materials to fix the bridge. Zelda had ordered what remained of her few guards to close off the gate to public access. The only people allowed to cross were the guards and a few other exclusive friends of Zelda's. The townsfolk needed that bridge for supplies, and Zelda needed that bridge more than ever now. Her father, the King, was dying.

Zelda sighed as she walked down the stairway of her tower. Her brow was furrowed and her usual perfect brown hair was tangled and in disarray. The princess had not left the castle in weeks. The only news she brought to the villagers were depressing and disheartening and eventually people just stopped listening to the princess. Their hope was faltering in her.

"Princess? May I get something for you?" Zelda's oldest servant Belinda rushed up to and put a warm hand on the Zelda's shoulder.

"I have no time right now for the little pleasures." Zelda's voice sounded worn and tired. Her face looked pale and the usual warm glow that emitted from her was replaced by a bleak stare.

"He is not getting any better." Belinda said softly. "He needs to see a doctor soon, I'm afraid he's beyond our help."

"Leave, please…" Zelda said coldly. Belinda protested but Zelda was not in the mood for chit chat with anyone. She waited for Belinda to walk away before she let the tears fall from her eyes. She cried silently on the stairwell, feeling hopeless and abandoned as she worried about the fate of her father. It was true, he was terribly sick. One week he was as healthy as a horse and then the next he was bedridden. Something was sucking the life out of him and fast. Dr. Borville had left Hyrule once the famine hit. There was not a doctor within miles of Hyrule and communication was difficult ever since the bridge began to crumble. What was she to do?

Peering in on her father's room she saw his lifeless figure on the bed. He was sleeping, something he did for the majority of the day. His breath was harsh and uneven and Zelda could hear the sickness rattling in his throat. The sickness was taking him.

"Oh please don't leave me now…" Zelda grabbed her father's hand and knelt down next to her father's bedside. "Goddesses, take me instead," the princess whimpered faintly as she knelt next to his father. He could hardly talk anymore. The only time he would rise was when he needed to eat or when a servant had to help him to use the lavatories. She needed his advice more than ever. She was too young to become Queen; she had much more to learn before she could fully take the reins into her own hand.

"Ma'am?" A quiet voice whispered from the doorway, another one of Zelda's servants. Zelda stood up from her crouch and brushed herself off, returning to her usual regal stance.

"He needs a doctor…" her eyes shifted back to her father as he let out another rattling wheeze. Zelda wiped the drool that was pooling around the corners of his mouth. It was agonizing to see her father like this, such a strong proud man, now confined to the quarters of his room, bedridden.

"Ma'am? I'm afraid Dr. Borville is nowhere to be found. No doctors for that matter are anywhere to be found."

"Send for Link. Tell him I want to see him please." Zelda placed a caring hand on her father as she felt his breathing. It was comforting to her to feel that he was still alive. She had hope.

"Link? We haven't called on him in ages. Is he still in Ordon?"

"Check the brothel. I hear he has been around there quite a bit lately. Go quickly," Zelda ushered, "I'm afraid we are running out of time." The servant ran out of the room quickly and let Zelda and her father have their alone time.

"So Link, what was it like to know that you are the most powerful man in all of Hyrule?" a petite redhead was crouched on the floor sitting in between the young man's legs tracing her fingers up and down the contours of his stomach and down his happy trail.

"I'm afraid you must have me mistaken for someone else sweet girl." Link's grimace was hidden by a fake smile. He hated when people even mentioned his past.

"No, it is you. It was all over the paper. I recognize you. You saved us from all those twilight creatures. Awful beastly things." The girl cooed as she removed her top and threw it aside.

"Ah Melody you know you are my favorite, but do you know why that is?" Link said gruffly taking a swig of his wine as he leaned his head back and loosened his muscles, trying to relax.

"Why is that?" she whispered sweetly as she began to take off his belt.

"Because you don't talk. I'm not paying you to ask me questions." He spoke harshly as he pulled her fingers away from him and undid his belt himself, the whores around here were always trying to be too seductive and were slow with foreplay.

Melody glared but didn't argue. She cast the rest of his clothes away and pulled his underwear down to reveal what was underneath. "You're soft!" she whimpered, making a pouty face.

"You bored me with your mouth, now entertain me with it." Melody giggled as she took him in. Being soft was no longer going to be a problem. Link closed his eyes and topped off the rest of his drink, enjoying the company of his mistress. Another naked woman came by to refill his glass, this was heaven, he thought to himself.

"Faster" he instructed as he playfully pulled on Melody's bare breasts. He cupped her milky white breasts in her hands and played with her perky nipples as she continued to bob rhythmically in-between his legs. He was getting close.

Even though a beautiful woman was kneeling between his legs, Link couldn't seem to focus on the present. His mind drifted as he slipped into a state of relaxation and he thought of happier times and the face of another woman. He didn't like thinking of her, it was pointless. He took another giant swig from his cup as another maiden rushed to fill it once more.

"Link! Link! Link you must hurry to the castle!" Link jumped up, surprised, and grabbed his pants hurriedly and in the process knocking Melody on to her back. Who would be looking for him here?

"Hey!" she complained as she rubbed her shoulder. Link was not paying attention. Who would come to bother him at a place like this? Despite his best efforts to be dressed he didn't manage to get on all his clothes before the servant walked in. Hadn't anyone heard of knocking?

"Dear goddesses…" the servant did a double take from Link's bare buns to Melody who was in no hurry to dress. The servant crinkled his nose in disgust. The brothel smelled of sweat, cheap wine and something else he was quite sure he didn't want to know the answer to. "I'll excuse myself. I'll be outside." The servant walked away shaking his head in awe and Link smirked coyly when he recognized the royal attire on the servant.

"We will finish this session when I get back." He winked and strolled away whistling as he pulled his shirt back on. He chugged the rest of his drink and burped rudely.

Melody stared in awe as he waltzed himself right out the door. She had never met a hero before but she was starting to think that they were overrated. Then a thought came to her mind "That son of a bitch didn't pay again!" Melody cursed loudly as threw the rest of her clothes on and went on to greet her next customer.

When Link arrived outside the poor startled servant wouldn't make eye contact with him. "Follow me please." The servant ushered kindly as he strolled with Link down Castle Town. Everything looked so much drearier this year. A lot of business had left Hyrule since the famine had struck. There was simply not enough to sell or trade. With the fall of winter and the bridge being off limits, the town wasn't looking too good. Link and his guide walked past the abandoned buildings and stepped over the homeless on the street. Most of them were beggars, they pulled at the men's legs as they walked by, pleading for change. Link eyeballed them in disgust. They were weak in his mind, unable to care for themselves. Taking from others in society.

"Do you know what the princess wants?" Link asked curiously as he stepped over a sleeping old lady, huddled in the remnants of the belongings she had left.

"I'm afraid it's not good news Noble Link."

"Is it ever?" He retorted sarcastically. Chuckling to himself.


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