Back with chapter 2! Yaaaaay! So sorry for the long wait, guys. If you're even enjoying this. I hope you are, but I have no way of knowing or fixing it if you don't REVIEW.

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Disclaimer: The Legend of Zelda or Inuyasha = not mine.

Claimer: I claim my plot and my OC, Erinna, and I claim the right to eat all the pudding in my cat's shoe.

Here marks the introduction of our OC, Erinna. *applause*

No, don't applaud for her. She is nasty.

So, if you're still reading this, stop it and read the story.

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Princess Zelda looked down at the one who had dared oppose her. She snorted, putting on her best scorning act. He was but a boy, who looked as if he was not even of age.

"Who dares oppose the High Princess of Hyrule?" She asked, stepping down the stairs of the coach. Her white and gold dress was already collecting ash.

"I, Link, wish to speak with Her Highness." The figure uttered the appropriate response.

"Link." The princess said. His name felt familiar on her tongue. "Is that your only name?" Perhaps Link had been the adopted cover name of some bandit or another.

"Yes." The boy dipped his head. Zelda noticed that while the boy was courteous, he was careful not to be too polite.

"Link, you are to address me by Your Highness, Princess, or Ma'am. Do you understand?" She stared into his ice blue eyes, extending a hand formally.

Link held her gaze defiantly. "No, I do not." The boy's voice was soft, but firm.

Zelda jerked her hand back. "What?!" She snapped. What did he think he was doing? She was the princess!

Link raised his voice. "I do not understand why I should show respect to one who does not return it to me. I do not understand why I am obliged to follow one who rules her people without dignity. I do not-"

"Enough!" Zelda was through with this. She snapped her fingers, and two of her guards immediately secured the boy.

"See why I should call you princess." He had lowered his voice considerably, but now he raised it again. "You, who treats her people like this, burning their crops. These people – this is their livelihood! You destroyed it. Not only that..." His voice was nothing short of a yell now, "But you nearly destroyed them!"

The few people who stood behind Link cheered. They were resisting her openly, and this peasant boy was their leader! She had been told what to do if things got out of hand like this.

"Now I ask you this:" Link went on. "Am I clueless, for not understanding this? Or am I right?" His last word was almost a growl. Zelda stared the boy in the eye, then, quick as lightning, unsheathed the sword that had been hidden. She spun the glinting saber and pointed it at Link's chest. "Be quiet, or I'll run you through, peasant! You have no right to speak to me like this." Link was quiet, and stared icily at her. His expression was stormy. Then he spoke.

"Again, you ask me to obey you. I think I've made my answer plain."

Zelda held eye contact with him for a second longer, then sheathed her elegant saber. "Release him." She whipped around and stepped back into the carriage. Link was deposited into the ash, unconscious, with blood trickling from his forehead where one of the knights had kicked him.

"Get us out of here before the fire closes in," She ordered, staring out the window. A tear slid down her cheek. Only a few more minutes, Zelda, she thought to herself. Then you can drop the act.

Rain fell in thick sheets past the tower window. Zelda stared at the streets of Castle Town. They were empty now; the rain had chased all the people inside. She looked at the dark alleys, hiding their secrets from everyone. Shadows. Secrets. Darkness.

She could not stop thinking about that boy, either. He was so familiar to her. Zelda was sure that she had known Link, at some point, but she had never met him. She felt sorry for the way she had treated him, but she couldn't bear the thought of what could happen if she hadn't.

Her thoughts were interrupted by a sharp rapping at the door.

"Come in," she said, dread paralyzing her. She didn't have to look at the opening door to know who was coming in. "Good afternoon, Erinna." Zelda swung around, forcing a sunny smile as the Mage entered.

"No it's not," The figure answered abruptly. She was concealed in a dark robe, but she tossed the hood back as she strode toward Zelda. She had wavy, white-blonde hair, just a tinge lighter than Zelda's, but Erinna's was highlighted with coal black. When the girl moved, her eyes changed color, so Zelda wasn't really sure which was correct. She assumed that it was blue, the color of her own eyes.

"I would ask if all went well," Erinna said in an icy, smooth voice, "But I can tell that it didn't. Who was is this time, Highness?" She said it scornfully, as she always did when addressing Zelda at all formally.

"A boy," Zelda said, not making eye contact with Erinna. "He was about the same age as us, but he spike so bravely – as if he was the leader of the Resistance."

"What was his name?" Erinna demanded.

Zelda didn't know why she felt so reluctant to say the boy's name in the presence of her advisor. "Link." She choked out.

Erinna immediately became more interested. "Link..." She said the name slowly, almost as if she was savoring it. "Now that is a name I have not heard in a long time."

Zelda looked at her advisor. Seventeen years was not a very long time.

"What did he do?" Zelda was trying her best not to answer the Mage's question, but any mage, especially the Shadow Mage, is very good at learning what he or she wants to know. Before she knew it, Zelda was speaking, her tongue moving of it's own free will. She told the entire story, leaving nothing out.

"Idiot!" Erinna yelled. "Why did you not kill him when you had the chance?"

"I-I...I couldn't." Zelda stammered. "He was so...noble. And everything he said was so true! Erinna, I'm tired of ruling like this. I will not do it any longer."

"You will!" Erinna roared, sticking a finger in the princess's face. "You will continue to rule exactly as I tell you to, or I will destroy your town! Your kingdom!" Her voice softened. "My dear sister, that boy will be the end of us. You will rule as I tell you to, or else."

"Yes, Erinna." Zelda said slowly, fighting her own tongue.

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-Squeeb