Chapter 1

Two years passed till the day came, where Groose told me not to fly with him all the time. Apparently he thought it was not cool to hang around with his little sister during his private little training sessions. It was two days before the yearly wing ceremony. All of the students of the Knight Academy where looking forward to it so much. It was rather entertaining to watch them all go crazy and practice flying every spare minute they had. Groose was being an idiot those days, all full of himself, pumped up with self-confidence and pride to the hilt. It was driving us all mad.

I couldn't stop thinking about how obsessed he was with Zelda, while I sat there in front of the Goddesses statue, sewing. Yes, I was sewing. Actually, it was for the woman in question. Zelda hadn't been able to give the sailcloth the necessary, finishing touches. And since it needed to be done in two days, and she was drowning in work, I had agreed to help her out. Oh, how disappointed Groose would be, if he knew it was me who finished the sailcloth, not Zelda. I thought with a chuckle. Brother was so overly confident, that he'd win. He said it again and again, all the time. Apparently, he was looking forward to having some "private time" with Zelda on the top of the statue during the final part of the ceremony. I couldn't help rolling my eyes every time he mentioned that. Which was an awful lot!

My grey loftwing looked over my shoulder with a mildly interested expression. He almost seemed to be thinking: Why the hell are you poking that poor cloth with a needle all the time? Hurry up!

"Patience, friend, patience!" I replied, ruffling his feathers with a small laugh, then returning to my task. It was surely looking good. Only a little more and I would be done. Good thing, seen that my fingers had long become stiff from the breeze and the monotone motion. I really enjoyed sewing, and was glad that I could help Zelda, but this was a big project!

What are you thinking about? my loftwing suddenly chirped at me. I was a bit surprised, seeing, that he usually fell asleep out of boredom and never had any interest in what I was thinking.

"I dunno…" I made a little knot, "Maybe about how awfully long it took, to sew this stupid thing!"

Just as I had tightened the knot and carefully ripped the string, my bird suddenly shrieked out, panicked. I looked up, startled, to see what was going on. And I almost screamed.

Beedle's flying house was falling right towards us. It looked like the engine had died or something and he was trying to make an emergency landing on the plaza in front of the statue. Problem was, he hadn't seen me! I was shocked and couldn't move for a moment. The wind that pushed against me, from the falling house was urging me to move, but I couldn't.

It was not until my bird screeched, that I woke form my state of shock: Run, little girl, quickly!

Finally snapped back into reality, I stuffed the sewing into my pocket and jumped on my loftwings back. He immediately spread his majestic wings and took off from the ground, soaring into the sky. Not one second to early, cause just there, where I had sat moments ago, was exactly where the house crashed onto the ground.

My grey loftwing lowered back to the ground, forcing himself to stay calm. I stroked his feathers with shaking hands: "It's ok, handsome one. It's alright, don't worry!"

Once we had landed, I quickly jumped off, before he let himself crash on the ground totally. We where both panting in sync. That kind of take off was dangerously straining and really hard on loftwings. But he would be fine, he was just being a little prince now, hoping I would snuggle with him and feed him extra as a reward.

You think, you little lazy thug! We both have more of an attitude than is good for us! I thought, then ignoring my bird and running over to the crashed shop: "Beedle! Beedle, are you alright?"

I was about to try to climb into the tipped entrance, when the tanned Hylian came crawling out, coughing up some dust.

"For the love of Hylia! Are you hurt?" I asked, helping him climb over a broken wooden stake.

He gave me a kind smile: "Oh no, don't worry, I'm fine. Are you two okay? I didn't see you until you suddenly flew up. I'm terribly sorry!"

"Don't worry, but what the hell happened to you're shop?" I backed away a bit, just in case that crazy thing blew up in our face.

"I don't know exactly. The engine just died and a strong gust of wind delivered me here. I could somehow maneuver it, so that I don't fall through the clouds, but instead, it almost squished you two…" he said looking rather upset. He was very considerate and gentle, two things that made me adore him a lot. Around me, he didn't bother using this strange business attitude of his and spoke in his natural voice.

"Don't worry, we're okay, my loftwing's just being a little extra tired. He hopes, that'll earn him some treats." I explained, giving my bird a little stern glance, "And I wasn't hurt either."

"That's good! You see, actually, I had wanted to go see Gondo today, to see if he can fix the engine. But now he'll have to come anyway, won't he…"

"Seems so." I mumbled, scanning the damage. It wasn't that terrible. A few boards had shaken loose, and the entrance-string thing had ripped, but it wasn't like you couldn't fix that. Gondo really loved to fix and repair machines, and probably Jakamar could take care of the damage on the facade.

"Say, Medowlaria, what are you doing here anyway? The other children are all out flying, aren't they? It's beautiful weather too!" Beedle suddenly asked me.

"I know, but I… we don't like to fly that much when the weather is this nice. We prefer storms." as if he wanted to agree, my loftwing gave an enthusiastic caw, "Also, Zelda asked me to help her out a bit on her sewing. But that should stay between us!" I quickly added. He nodded with a wink. Slowly the color was returning to his face. Good thing, I'd already been worried, that he was under some serious shock!

But I decided that, since my needle probably lay crushed under the house anyway, I should probably go to Zelda and give her the finished sailcloth, so I said: "Well, since it doesn't look like I can be any help here, I think I'll take my leave now, okay?"

"Sure! Come and visit me sometime!" he grinned. I nodded, smiling and started off towards the Knight Academy.

After I had descended the stairs, I, to my surprise, ran into Link. Right away I had the uncomfortable feeling, that my heart was taking off the ground like my loftwing had before.

"Oh! Hey, Medowlaria! Is Beedle okay? I saw him do that neck breaking landing." he said to me, obviously not noticing, that my face felt hot enough to fry a Cucco on it.

"Um, hi. Yeah, he's… he's alright. Just got a nasty shock." I replied with a little giggle. Oh. My. Gosh! How embarrassing could I become?

Link looked relieved as he responded: "Really? Well, that's good! I'll go up in a second and see, if he needs help. Hey, where are you going anyway?"

Great. The one time he showed any interest in me at all, I was busy. Thank the Goddess!

"Um, well, I have to find Zelda." I stuttered, trying to not yearn for the sweet sound of his lovely voice.

"Oh, she's in her room in the Academy, taking a little break. She seemed to be very tired when I saw her before and…" there he went on, speaking of his beloved Zelda. I found myself getting lost in the almost dreamy, seamless trail of syllables, just listening to his voice, for a moment forgetting to pay attention to the actual words he was saying.

Why must I only be allowed to hear him in this dreamy voice, when he is talking about Zelda? I thought, blinking, He sees nothing else. No one can enter that little world of attention. Only she is there. Only she…

"… so anyway. I'll go see if I can be of assistance, you go see Zelda, okay?" he finished, snapping me back into reality.

"Um, yes. Sure. See you!" was my awkward response. His words of goodbye didn't even reach me totally. I had to focus on consciously walking away from him, without saying or doing anything stupid.

He loves Zelda. I kept repeating in my mind, He loves only Zelda!

I think till today, that he didn't ever really notice me before. He had never seen me as a woman. The only thing he could ever see in me was the little girl with, for someone who didn't ever care for lessons, fantastic flying skills and the seldom case of having a bird with the opposite gender. No more, no less.

My loftwing, who was still waddling behind me, gave me a gentle peck at the shoulder with his grand beak, giving me a half questioning, half stern look. I turned a little to face him, leaning against the statue of the goddess for support: "What?"

His soft chirp said: You love him.

I blinked a few time, looking away. Then I glanced back up, meeting his knowing gaze with a sigh: "I know."

Chapter one is finally up :D Sorry it took so long to publish, my girlfriend was there overnight, so I couldn't exactly publish in that time ^^'

Yeah, Medowlaria is not having what I'd call a good start into a day. But don't worry, it'll get worse ^^