Author's Notes:
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I had forgotten to say a few other things on my first post but since I continue to have such a shot memory I decided that they can't be too important to mention anyways.
The summary still looks too short for me to actually say what I wanted to, which was that this is a Zelink based in some other time, not really attaching itself to any timeline at all. There are many references though, because the timelines itself are tied together. I didn't just rated it M for the language, although it's one of the reasons. I intend to place themes that would justify this to be rated M.
Enjoy.
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Zelda's head started to spin as she slowly woke up, starting to feel pain in her arms and parts of her leg while she regained consciousness. She began to look around and found herself lying in a strange bed with orange curtains around the bedposts, the room was bathed in a soft red light coming from the lamps that hung from the walls around the room; she noticed that they were covered with transparent red cloths. She turned her head to the right and saw a window that was closed by the velvet curtains that hung from the top, she wanted to keep inspecting the room but as she tried to stand up she felt a pain shoot through her arms which forced her to lie back down. She looked at the ceiling to try and make any sense of where she was, she thought about screaming for help but she was afraid that she would let her captors know that she was awake. She tried moving around some more when she started to hear voices coming through the closed door at her right. Zelda tried to listen in but could barely make out the conversation, that is, until they started screaming.
"You did what!?" Zelda identified the voice as female.
"You said he was alone! What was I supposed to do?" yelled a male voice back.
"He was supposed to be alone! I didn't see him with anyone else the entire day!" yelled the female voice back.
"Enough!" bellowed the voice of what Zelda guessed was an older woman than the first female voice she had heard "It's done, we can't do anything about it now"
"Yeah but we lost! We wouldn't have lost if he hadn't been so busy-"
"I said enough" the older voice threatened, there was a silent pause before the older voice spoke again "Go check on Alice and you" she paused "You're taking care of this"
She heard footsteps before she heard the doorknob turning; she quickly closed her eyes and tried to relax her breathing so she could pretend to sleep as the sound of footsteps approached the bed.
"I know you're awake" said the husky male voice; Zelda flinched before slowly opening her eyes, seeing the same dark man that had taken her staring back at her. She said nothing, she had no idea what she could say to get out of whatever situation she was in and just go back to her home, so she just watched as the man looked over her bandages. "You're not bleeding, you'll be fine" he stated flatly and grabbed a chair that was in front of what Zelda had now noticed was a writing desk near the bed. He pulled the chair to the bed and sat on it, fixing the bandages on her left leg, Zelda tried to squirm away but it only managed to make the man more annoyed as he held her in place "Stay still"
"Who are you?" she managed to demand, she kept staring at the man and tried to figure out any movement that might end up killing her.
"None of your business" he stated coldly.
"Don't touch me" she said angrily and moved her feet away; she was suddenly finding the courage to be defiant. Zelda was scared; she needed to get away from wherever she was and whoever she was with. "Why am I here? Who are you?" she asked more desperately; when he didn't answer she tried to get up despite the pain in her arms "Where's my father?" she began demanding.
The man stopped trying to fidget with her bandages and stared at her, the cold glare of his eyes almost made her regret her questions, but she sat defiant, glaring back at him despite her fear.
"You shouldn't move like that" he said and pointed to her arms, making her fully aware of the pain that was now coursing through them. She ignored him.
"I am a princess! Do you know how much trouble you're in?" she tried to threaten him.
"Not as much as you will be if you don't shut up and do as I say" he said in a low voice; his threat had worked far better than hers ever had, she had a sudden fear for her life and decided that defying this man wasn't going to work. He made a move for her leg again and she took it away, making him sigh in frustration. "Look, I don't like you being here any more than you do, now you can either let me bandage those wounds so you can walk out of here or you can stay in the bed with those cuts reopening every day" he stated matter-of-factly. Zelda eyed him carefully before deciding to give him her leg back, letting him fix her bandages quickly. "Lie back, you opened the wounds on your arms" he stated and she let him fix her pillows to serve as a back support. He carefully grabbed her arms and started taking the bandages off. Zelda suddenly noticed the amount of cuts and bruises that decorated her arms from her wrists to her shoulders; she began to panic again and took her arm away from him to look at it. He glared at her before taking her hand and opening her arm to him, despite her silent protests.
"What happened to me?" she asked him and as expected, he didn't utter a word, she glared at him and took her arm back rather roughly after he was done, she could feel the pain again but she was trying to make a point "Will you answer me?" she almost yelled in frustration.
He looked at her bandages before staring straight at her eyes. "You were in a very unfortunate accident, your arms got cut up from the broken glass from the carriage and you suffered minor injuries in your legs, you can thank your boots for that" he stated as he pointed to the limbs in question. It suddenly dawned on Zelda that she was not wearing the same clothes that she had put on before leaving her room. She was wearing a simple blue dress with a brown corset made of fabric, it had no way to outline her body like her previous one had; her boots were placed away at the bottom of the bed. Her eyes widened and she stared at him, he quickly took the hint "I didn't take them off" he said quickly "But we needed to get you in other clothes" he said simply.
"We!?" she said in a panic "Who the hell is we!? Who are you!? What the hell is going on!?" she tried to stand from the bed but he quickly hovered over her and placed his hands in her arms, making a small pressure and stopping her from moving. Zelda instinctively lifted a leg to kick him but he grabbed it quickly, applying small pressure to a wound, she suddenly lost all force on her leg and stopped, placing it back down when he pushed it "Let me go" she whimpered.
"All you need to know is that you will be ok" he said, his cold tone had taken a warm tinge that Zelda barely managed to notice, "I didn't change your clothes, in case you're wondering. Whoever did it was female" he said reassuringly, which made Zelda relax slightly under his stare.
After she relaxed he sat down on the chair, picking his bandages up. Zelda noticed that her bandages had dark smudges in them; she then looked at his face and slowly reached a hand to him. Noticing this he made a move to back away from her quickly but he stood still as her hand reached his cheek, she brushed her thumb on it and noticed that it had gone just as dark as his complexion, "What is this?" she said quietly as she stared at the smudge and then at him, he avoided her gaze, looking at his supplies for a few seconds before grabbing a cloth and wiping it on his face.
"Work" he said quietly, Zelda stared at his useless attempts to wipe his face and grabbed the cloth from him.
Seeing as he was struggling with it she felt the need to at least try and help him, "…You're doing it wrong" she stated and looked around, finding a pitcher of water by the table, she dabbed the cloth in it and reached for his face again, getting the same tense reaction that she had gotten before, she glared at him and moved again to grab his cheek and was pleased when he didn't back off. Zelda placed the cloth in his cheek and started gently wiping it, noticing that his skin was only lightly tanned. She slowly continued her work, surprised at the fact that not once had he stopped her from doing so. After she was done she tried for the hair and found it harder to do, so she let it be and handed it back to him when she was done, he continued silently wiping his fingers with the cloth. Zelda leaned back and finally saw her captor's real face; he was stunning, she had never seen such an attractive man in her life before and she couldn't keep her eyes from staring at the icy blue color of his own; no man had ever made her gaze at them the way he did, unlike her friends who pined for many men constantly. He turned his eyes to her as he felt her staring, which made her turn her face to hide a blush that was suddenly forming.
"Thank you" he muttered before going back to try and clean himself. Zelda turned to face him, startled by his sudden act of courtesy.
"… You're welcome" she said quietly.
They both turned to the opening of the bedroom door, where a woman with extravagant-looking clothing draping her body stood. She had dark purple hair that hinted to black that was pulled back into an intricate ponytail fixed with twists and silver eyes that stared at both of them. She wore a warm smile despite the mischievous look in her eyes "I told you to take care of this, boy, when do you plan on feeding her?" she demanded, the man stood up from his chair to face the woman, who almost matched him in height.
"She started struggling so the bandages took longer than they needed" he said and grabbed his things from the bed.
"Well of course she was struggling, you must have scared her half to death with that stare of yours, now get out of here, you're staining my floors" she waved a hand at him, motioning at his entire body, he only gave her a glare before walking to the door. The woman watched him leave and turned to Zelda "You must be starving my dear, can you get up?"
Zelda looked at her legs before replying "I think so…" although she didn't know a thing about the woman she felt that she was not going to hurt her, so she swung her legs gently off the bed and tried to press them on the floor, she found almost no challenge as she tried to stand up.
"Great" the woman chimed and placed her hands on her shoulders to help her move, Zelda let her and allowed the woman to help her outside of the room. Zelda was surprised to see where she was staying after she had passed a quiet hallway that contained several other doors that looked like the one from her room. Flowers were hanged and placed in wall vases and pots that lined the stone columns that held the entire structure of what seemed like a palace, the second-floor railings that gave a vast view of the entrance were decorated in pink and red ribbons and the carpets that lined the floors matched the wooden flooring perfectly, along with the cream colors of the walls. There were several rooms decorated with gold plates that were neatly separated and placed all around the first and second floor. Stairs that entwined themselves to form a bigger entrance fell from the right and left of the second floor and landed in front and in a distance from the giant double doors that led outside the building. There were flower petals where Zelda stepped on and men laughed and danced with girls that had dresses with revealing necklines and open skirts. The woman saw her look at her palace with awe and laughed at her reaction. "I'm sorry, my dear, I haven't even introduced myself. My name is Madame Thea, I am the owner of 'The Velvet Cabaret'"
"'The Velvet Cabaret'?" Zelda asked as she kept staring at the place, she was in a place that she had never seen in her life and found the mere sight of it both impressive and unsettling; she couldn't understand why the decorations and the women displayed something wrong in her view. "Is it some kind of hotel?" she said as she let Thea guide her through the stairs and down to a hallway to her left where she realized they had a kitchen.
Thea laughed "Oh darling no, this is a brothel"
Zelda stopped dead in her tracks. "A… Brothel!?"
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Author's Notes:
Thank you for the review, guest.
This Zelda behaves like the confined little porcelain doll that she has been. And as for the lemon scenes, I intend to go deep into the subject.
