Zelda

Ever since she was a little girl, and with each story, her maids told her, Zelda always knew that she was destined to be with the Hero of Legend. That one day she'll be a damsel in distress and this youth in green would save her, and that she'll live happily ever after.

So, why was she here being fit into her wedding dress? That her husband-to-be wasn't her hero! He was nothing but a cruel knight who only cared about himself and power.

A man of great strength and Zelda's father thought that the knight would protect the Kingdom.

But Zelda knew the truth…

That knight will bring their downfall…

That he will ram his vengeance down all their throats.

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Link

"You know… a wooden sword isn't going to do anything except give you splinters," Link paused, the practice sword only a few inches away from the dummy, and all she could think about was the trouble she was going to get into. She was supposed to be working… even though she finished her work for the day.

Still, her boss didn't like "slackers." with her luck someone was going to tell on her, even though the others spent most of their day looking at and flirting with the village girls, while Link practiced swordsmanship- it gave her the means to get rid of her pent of frustration and anger.

But Link has never been caught before. This area is hidden…

Slowly Link turned around, only to drop her practice sword a few moments later.

Leaning against a nearby rock as a handsome young man in black armor. A dark-haired man she's never seen before. His sun colored eyes watched her curiously. He was an impressive sight… and he did look intimating. However, Link didn't feel afraid of him. In fact, she felt like she's seen him before. A distant memory perhaps.

Without a word, she tilted her head at the stranger, a sign that she was wondering what he meant by his words. She was only practicing… though that wasn't really true. Not for her. She was already well trained in the sword. But she was too afraid to hold a real one. She didn't want to accidentally hurt anyone.

She didn't want her hand to start glowing again. Just like the last time she held a sword of iron, one of the only she was forced to take a life to protect herself. From the knights who came after her, believing that Link was a traitor to the throne… it was back when she still lived in the Hyrllian castle town.

"Are you mute?" the man asked.

Link nodded. An unspoken lie. Just because I can talk doesn't mean I'm going to.

Link didn't need anyone discovering her secret. Even a total stranger. Who knows that he would do to her.

"So much for asking your name…" the man muttered before he finally introduced himself, "I'm Leon, I'm apart of the hyrullian knights and…"

He trailed off, and a sad look and if Link didn't know any better he looked almost disgusted but she didn't know if that was at himself or someone else.

Link looked up at him and tilted her head, but he didn't elaborate.

"What about you? Are you training to be a knight?" He asked, expecting Link to shake or nod her head.

Instead, she just looked at him like he was insane.

"Sorry," Leon muttered, "I'm just curious as to why you're practicing swor-"

"Link!" someone called out making the pair jump.

Link looked at Leon then she looked in the direction of the farm and then back. She didn't want to run and have this guy following her around. Who knows how much trouble this man could get her in. She could lose her job! And there really wasn't really anything she could do instead that pays well.

"Well," Leon said, "I guess that means you have to head out… Link?"

Link nodded before leaving…

And not paying attention to the fact that she left something behind. Her wooden sword. In her haste, she forgot to put it back in its hiding place. Leaving on the ground… where the man could pick it up.

And that's what Leon did.