Two people gathered at the outskirts of a village. One was a tall man, eyes a dark blue. His pack was full and he was ready to leave. The other was a shorter girl, hair wrapped around her head, powder blue eyes glistening with tears.

The couple had spent the passed few months together, catching up and having fun. Their time had come to an end, for the man had been called to complete a task for the royal family. There was no going back.

"Link..." croaked the girl.

He turned slightly, looking back at her. His heart felt like it was going to fall to pieces. Just the thought of having to leave her all along like that made him feel like a terrible person, "I'm sorry, Ilia. I have no choice. I cannot refuse."

"Where... where are you going?" Ilia struggled not to cry. She knew that if she wept, it would only make things harder.

Link looked down, not knowing how to answer her question, "I don't know yet. Far away, though. I can tell. I won't be able to visit, but I'll be back as soon as I can," He looked up to the sky, seeing that the moon had climbed to its peak, "I'm sorry, Ilia... I have to go now. Goodbye." He turned and he left.

"Please..." She sighed, "don't go..."