Belle qui tient ma vie, captive dans tes yeux, qui m'a l'âme ravie, d'un souris gracieux, viens tôt me secourir ou me faudra mourir, viens tôt me secourir ou me faudra mourir...

Ganondorf toyed with the laces of Zelda's dress, leaving a trail of kissed on her lips, neck and collarbone. She breathed heavily, slowly letting lust take over her mind. The strings holding her dress snapped beneath Ganondorf's fingers, and he slowly pulled it down, gradually revealing her body to his greedy eyes. She gasped as he touched her breasts, making her shiver and moan. She wondered why he was still dressed when she was naked before him. Just as if he was reading her mind, he got rid of his armor and tunic, allowing her eyes to wander on his heavily muscled chest. She touched his dark and smooth skin, delighted to feel his steady heartbeat beneath her fingers, the heat radiating from his skin, his st…

Someone knocked at her door.

Zelda grunted, opened her eyes. For a second she wondered where she was, and realized she was in her own bed, alone. She blushed, remembering the dream she had just woken up from. Part of her was upset that it had ended so early, and she asked herself if it was a good or a bad thing.

The person knocked again, interrupting her thought. She sat in her bed, got up and walked to the door.

-Who's there? She asked.

-It's me, Vandra, a voice answered on the other side of the door.

Zelda opened the door. Vandra had been with her since she was but a child, and she was the closest friend the princess had, even if she was only a maid. Vandra gave her a surprised look.

-Princess, do you know what time is it? The maid asked in a polite voice.

-No, the princess answered.

-It's almost ten o'clock, Vandra said after a minute of silence.

Zelda jumped. Ten o'clock? She was supposed to be awake four hours ago! She immediately ran to her wardrobe.

-Why didn't anyone wake me up? She asked while looking for a dress. What will Ga… the prince think?

She had almost said "Ganondorf", but she decided at the last second that calling him by his first name made it sound like she was a bit too familiar with him. And she didn't want anyone to think that, especially after that dream.

-Lord Ganondorf didn't seem bothered by your absence, if that is what you mean, princess, Vandra said while helping her brush her hair.

Zelda was relieved, but part of her was still disappointed. So he really didn't care about her? All of this only was political affairs for him? She was on...

-But he did hand me this for you when I crossed him in the hallway a couple of minutes ago, the maid added while taking a small letter out of the pocket of her dress. That's why I came to see you.

Zelda almost snatched the letter from her maid's hand. She didn't want to look like she was eager to read his letter. Or was she? Her hands were almost shaking when she unfolded the small piece of paper and began to read.

"Princess,

I was surprised to see you were not there this morning, and I must admit I was a bit disappointed. I suppose you had important matters to attend to. I must talk to you, and so I will be awaiting your company at noon, in the gardens. Find me near the fountain.

Ganondorf"

She folded the letter and stayed thoughtful for a moment. She could imagine him chuckle as he wrote "important matters to attend to" and, surprisingly enough, smiled at the thought of the mocking smile that must have stretched his lips. An inexplicable joy took hold of her, and her heart was beating so loud that she feared Vandra would hear it.

-What does it say? The maid asked, unable to hold it in anymore.

The princess opened her mouth but hesitated at the last second. Vandra didn't like many things, but there was one thing she liked over all: gossiping. The princess was well aware of the fact that, if she told her she was to meet with Ganondorf, the whole castle would know before the end of the hour.

-Nothing interesting, the princess stuttered.

She could feel the maid's disappointment, as well as her doubtful look. She was not so naïve as to believe the princess' poor lie, but for once she didn't insist and kept brushing her hair, silent.

When Zelda arrived at the fountain in the middle of the gardens, Ganondorf was not there. She looked around, but the warlord was nowhere to be seen. She sat on a bench, under a tree, and decided to wait. All morning she had tried to persuade herself not to go, but her curiosity had won after all. She looked at the skies and noticed the menacing black clouds that slowly covered the sun. She sighed.

Ganondorf watched Zelda as she sat on the bench. It had been long since he had felt so nervous. He didn't think she would come at all, and now that she was there he didn't know what to do. There were too many people walking in the gardens for him to tell her what he had to say, too many indiscreet ears could hear his words. He felt like a fool, hiding behind a tree. For him who didn't fear any enemies, who could slay the mightiest beasts, who commanded the most feared warriors of Hyrule, it was a bit humiliating to be shy before a woman.

After a couple of minutes, she saw her sigh and get up. As she approached, he could see her annoyance show on her face. As she passed next to him, he suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled her toward him. She yelped in surprise and almost slapped him with her free hand. She recognized him at the last second.

-Sorry to have kept you waiting, princess, he said.

She sneered.

-I hope you enjoyed the show, she snapped dryly, crossing her arms. I suppose you were there since the beginning, watching me sit there alone, doing nothing and looking like a fool. Let me tell you th…

-You never look like a fool, princess, he said quietly.

Oops. It had slipped out, too quickly for him to hold it in. For once, the princess was speechless. Anger was not longer shining in her eyes, replaced by something else, something he wasn't sure to be familiar with. After a minute or two, a mocking smile stretched her lips.

-What is this? She chuckled. You're getting emotional, Ganondorf. You caught me twice, but there won't be a third time. Goodbye, my prince. I hope you return to your desert soon.

-Princess, I don…

-Goodbye, my prince, she repeated, glacial.

For one of the first time of his life, Ganondorf felt like he was losing control of the situation. He watched her turn away before he could react. He grabbed her by the waist, made her spin for her to face him and stared into her crystal blue eyes, pressing her frail body against his. He saw surprise, rage, and once again that strange thing he had seen earlier. He didn't want her to be angry. He didn't want her to leave.

He dipped his head toward her, and to his surprise she didn't try to push him away. She stayed motionless a second, but then closed her eyes and surrendered to him.

As their lips touched, the clouds ripped open, releasing rain upon the kingdom of Hyrule.