A/N: And the lucky lottery number is...Crap! Not this one! *Relottos*
... *And again, and again, and again, until...*
Screw it. No lotto. Theme 69 (har har har, funny)! I chooseth you!
Universe: Uh...Any universe in which some after-battle cleanup is required. With...adults. Maybe post OoT...? With the Zelda who remained in the future?
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100 Battles
Pregnancy
She had been worried, at first; in fact, when she first heard the news from one of the doctors (of high standing, from a wealthy family), she had, after bidding the doctor good day and retiring to her chambers, burst into tears.
How could she have been expected to raise a child in such a wartorn world? Unthinkable, at best. After all, the strength of the seal on Ganondorf was precarious; he could return at any time and place her child in danger, the child that she had brought about, at least partway.
Of course, she has few fears this morning, the sun streaming in through the glass door of the balcony, her husband's large hand resting on her swollen stomach.
"No more nightmares?" He asks.
She places her own delicate fingers on top of his. "No, no more."
"She will be fine, you know." Her husband rubs her belly gently.
Zelda giggles at his actions. "How could she not be? She has you as a father."
"And you as a mother." He takes her hand, kissing it like a suitor. "My Zelda," he murmurs. "Beautiful. Strong. The bravest woman I know." Adressing her unborn daughter, he continues, "You're lucky, you know that? And so am I..."
"Oh, stop it; you are acting as you did when you drank all of that champagne." She shoves him, lightly, then stands, slowly and carefully, blonde hair shining. "Now, arise. There is much to be done, you understand? A kingdom does not stop with a queen's monthly cycle."
"Of course, of course," he chuckles, also getting to his feet. He gives her a fond kiss, bending to do the same to her bellybutton. "I'll be off, then. The guards won't yell at themselves." With that, he takes his leave.
Left alone, she turns to face the window, mouth set in a soft smile.
No, there is nothing to fear. Not now.
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A/N: Me: Hey, Imma write a drabble about a worried pregnant Zelda! :D
Fingers: *NOHPE. FLUFF TIEM.* ^w^
Me: *Why would you do that* D'X
Yeah...that turned out different than I thought, but I had muchas fun with it. Who do you think His Royal Highness, King Mystery Husband is? Only I can say...but you can guess! I may say...
