Part 2 Kidnapping
Princess Zelda was sitting in her room brushing her hair as she gazed into her mirror. "Today is the day", she promised herself. Today she would do it. Finally after all these years of knowing each other she would finally admit her feelings to Link. The truth was that she had felt this way about him since she had met him in the courtyard four years ago. His deep blue eyes, wonderful blonde hair, his sweet gentle smile, and his loyalty to the good of Hyrule. All of these things are just skin deep compared to what she felt. He was her best friend, her savior, her hero.
She would go downstairs in a few minutes to get a messenger to fetch Link and bring him to her. Zelda had to tell him personally. She couldn't do it with just a note or having another person do it like most girls she knew. She wanted to see his face when she said it. She wanted to look into his eyes and speak the words she had longed to say.
That was her plan until everything changed. Zelda put down the comb and looked at her reflection. She was satisfied with her hair, but she would have to pick something to wear. She chose a dress that resembled the one she was wearing the first day she and Link had met. It was a bigger size because she had grown so much since that day. She had just finished dressing and was looking at herself in the mirror again when she heard the door opening.
"Impa, I asked you to knock when you come in," Zelda said. She heard no response and so she turned around to see who had entered her room. Who she saw wasn't Impa, it was a man or maybe a teenager who was not much taller than she. He was wearing a white cloak. His face was hidden in the shadows of the hood but she could see two bright yellow eyes that were fixed on her. "You're not one of the servants or the guards…who are you?" She waited for an answer but none would come to her.
The man had come too far to let this chance go. He left the door open because it would be easier to get out of the room. He walked slowly to Zelda. She felt intimidated by him and backed away slightly, but he kept moving towards her. Before she could say anything he grabbed her by her wrist and spun her around so her back was against his front. Then he grabbed her around the waist and around both arms with his left hand and covered her mouth with his right hand. All of this was a one fluid motion that happened in a single second. The second part of his plan had been completed but sadly it was the easiest part. The next and last would be the most difficult.
Zelda tried to squirm out of his grasp but he held her in a tight grip. He walked out into the hallway and walked back the way he came. While he had walked down this hallway before he had saw that he had to walk past Impa's room to reach Zelda. This too might present a challenge. Just as he had predicted, Zelda was making the loudest noise she could as they walked past Impa's doorway. They were almost too far from Impa's for her to hear anything, but at the last second she came out of room peering left and right. When her eyes laid upon the man carrying Zelda in such a harsh way she cried, "Zelda!"
In another fluid movement the he released Zelda from his grasp and lightly pushed her against the wall then called, "Calizé!" A green bubble of energy surrounded Zelda which kept her bound in a small prison. He quickly turned to the charging Impa and got into a defensive stance. She was too close and moving to fast for a spell to work on her correctly. So he did the quickest thing he could; he pulled out a sword that was concealed under neither his cloak. Impa pulled out her dagger and in one loud clang the two weapons met.
The two moved there blades quickly, meeting each other in attack, defending, slashing and stabbing. However Impa tried to strike the hooded man she always missed by an inch. He was not trying very hard to hurt her, what he was trying to do was find a hole in her attacks. It wasn't long until he had found it.
Impa had tried to stab at his stomach and he easily parried with his sword, knocking her off balance. That was just what he needed. He quickly kicked the dagger out of her hand and caught it in the air. He then kicked her against the wall with Zelda. Impa had crashed into the wall with her arms above her head. Her fingers overlapped. Before he lost his opportunity he stabbed the dagger into her gloves and pushed it into the wall. His blade caught the leather of her gloved hands where they met. He had not struck skin, but it had locked her in place, pinned against the wall. Impa could only flail around trying to kick the man but he had stepped away too far.
The man sheathed his sword and went over to Zelda who was staring at her caretaker with tear filled eyes. Impa had always protected Zelda from harm and this was the first time she had seen Impa fail. Impa looked at Zelda and called out to her. But the man had dropped the barrier around Zelda and grabbed her in the same way he had before. Zelda tried to call back to her but the man's hand was covering her mouth. She was helpless. All she could do was kick, stomp, and squirm. Impa squirmed around just as much, calling out to the frightened Zelda. Before the man left Impa behind he looked back at her. To Impa's surprise his eyes were sorrowful. This didn't stop Impa from trying badly to release herself from her own dagger's grip.
The man turned around and was walking quickly down the hallway with Zelda pressed up against him. He walked through the castle again searching for one certain room. Once he had found it he couldn't take the chance of letting go of Zelda with either of his arms and so he kicked the door in disturbing the people inside.
They had entered the throne room. King Harkinian stood as they approached. The sight of his daughter being held forcefully by this man horrified him. "Zelda! Who are you? I want answers right now!" said the King, not yelling but in a warning tone. The two guards started to rush over King signaled them back. "No, stop. If he got into the castle with all of my guards what makes you think you two will be any different." The two soldiers stopped in place but never took their eyes off of Zelda or the cloaked man. "Now what do you want?"
"Send a message to Link," the man said calmly, "tell him to come here, alone, quickly, with sword in hand." Harkinian stared at the man, especially his eyes.
"Very well, I will send my fastest man." The King nodded to one of the soldiers who ran out of the throne room not even looking at the man when he passed.
"Until then, we stay here, only King, the Princess, and I," the man ordered. He looked at the remaining guard who turned to the King for orders.
"Fine." Harkinian nodded at the soldier who quickly left . "Now we are alone."
"Now we are alone," repeated the man.
The last part of the plan had been successfully completed. All that was needed now was Link.
End of Part 2
