Her brunette locks radiate within the sun's distance, appearing brighter than usual.
In the warm seasons, her hair undergo the process of color change- dirty blonde, people call it.
Born a blonde, grew up into a brunette, she never ceased to look so beautiful.

Her precious, blue-grey orbs were full of a history never uncovered. They were solemn, yet very somber.

She was a beauty, luring men in, left and right with her graciousness.

A dark, wily individual she may have been, yet her voice permeated with graceful, childish tones.

It was full of melancholy, and depression.

Her eye shape was a must have- a form similar to her Hylian ears: slanted, unique, and determined... elvish.

Her eyes were more than just blue-grey, however. They had a delicate shade of velvety grey, with a hint of teal blue, forming around the rims.

Yes, her eyes were a gem, a true gem, but over time, it lost its beauty.

She was no longer herself. She was detached, distant... disturbed.

Her lips were sweet, soft, and full of purity.

Only her two closest male friends knew, as they experienced deep feelings for her.

...She was an independent woman.

They tasted like strawberries, yet her breath smelled like sweet, lilac perfume.

She was a perfume. A flower.

A flower smelling perfume who lost it's scent.

One could say she was even a rose. An abandoned one, turning from blood red, to death black.

Her physical features were a unique kind of a beautiful, yet her personality made her an enticing kind of sexy.

From her torso to her feet, she was exotic and sexual.

Her breasts were round, proportional, and average.
Never big, yet not small at all.

She was a model.

Her porcelain, soft-skinned legs were perfectly shaved, standing at a tall height.

They expressed tenderness.
Her rear end was a full moon, containing a pattern full of royal swagger.
Her dignity is pure- she was a virgin, yet men would attempt to lure her into their beds at night.
Not many attempted to seduce her as much as they did with her friend Samus,
but if they could not get her tomboyish friend, they would certainly attempt to seduce Zelda herself.
Yes, she may look delicate, but she was no fool.
Her alter ego proved justice.
Two personalities made her the epitome of a fine wine-
Addicting, sexy, and manipulative.
A Frisky, wise woman was what she was.
A princess in public, a queen behind closed doors.
Nobody knew her.
Her name was Zelda, the old Yiddish name.
Princess Zelda Harkinnian Hyrule.