Please, please forgive me!!! I am so very, very late with this update!!! I hope it is really good that way it can make up for my lateness. I was totally swamped the passed coupled of weeks. I could not believe it myself... It made me sad that I could not write. So I really hope you enjoy this one and that it was worth the wait.

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Chapter Ten

Zelda groggily turned around in her sleep. She groaned tiredly as she pressed herself against something warm. She was unsure whether to classify it as a soft object or a hard object. Either way, she was happy it was warm and cuddled closer to it. It was not until Zelda's face was pressed up against the indescribable object that she realized it was breathing. She slowly opened her blue orbs and her eyes instantly gazed upon toned and tan coloured flesh. She looked up only to see a face of a male smiling down brightly at her. "Link?" Zelda questioned uncertainly.

"Good morning, Zelda," he smiled down as he stroked her cheek lightly.

Her breathing instantly quickened as his gentle hand made itself comfortable on her skin. Zelda shyly looked down to her feet. She widened her eyes and let out a gasp as a sudden realization hit her. She pushed herself away from Link. She pushed herself upwards, allowing her arms to hold her up, as she stared down fearfully at Link's confused face. "We – we didn't do anything last night, did we?" she questioned shakily as she held her night robe tightly against her.

Link's look of confusion turned into a look of saddened comfort. "No," he answered her quietly. "Do you not remember what happened last night?" he asked sadly, carefully watching her reaction.

Zelda shook her head slowly. "No," she replied in a slow voice. She rubbed her hand against her cheek in confusion. She stopped her motion and brought her right hand into her eye sight. "What is this?" she questioned. She sat herself up without the support of her hands and touched the raw scar on her palm. Zelda's body went stiff. "Wait," she muttered, bringing her arms into herself.

"Zelda," Link spoke calmly. He eyed her carefully. He slowly sat up and cautiously outstretched an arm to her. "Zelda, please relax," he said, fearing that her memories had all come running back to her at once.

"No!" she shouted, swatting his arm away from her. "Get away from me!" she yelled, backing away from Link. She moved to slide out of the bed.

"Zelda wait!" Link cried. He moved in his bed and managed to grab her wrist. He pulled Zelda into his chest. "Calm down, Zelda," Link whispered into her ear. "You're safe, please calm down," he frowned.

"No, no I'm not," she wailed. "Let go of me!" she cried, frustration beginning to consume her.

Link shook his head, pulling her closer and tighter against him. "I won't let you go," he explained.

"Yes, you will! Damien let go of me!"

"Damien?" Link pulled back his head in shock. He temporarily let down his guard.

"Let go! I won't let you hurt me again!" she cried in frustration. Her body grew hotter and she let out a shout. She fell onto the bed as Link released her. She watched in amazement as he was thrown off of her and the bed and then against the wall.

Link groaned and rubbed the back of his head as he slowly got to his feet. "Zelda," he whispered, looking sadly at her confused figure on the bed.

"Link?"

"Yes, it's me," he smiled weakly, walking over to the bed. He stood by it quietly, waiting for Zelda's response.

"Oh gosh," she whispered. "Damien was never here," she said in disbelief. "Link," Zelda cried shamefully. "I am so sorry." She crawled across the bed in a hurry and wrapped her arms around his neck. "I didn't mean it," she sobbed.

"I know you didn't," Link said sadly, wrapping his arms around her protectively. "It's not your fault. You are under a lot of stress," he told her.

"I shouldn't have done that," she muttered. "I should have known it was you," she frowned. "You were with me only moment ago, but then, before I knew it, I saw Damien. He was here; he was you," she exclaimed with a sob.

"It's not your fault," Link repeated. "You're scared," he whispered, holding her tighter against him.

"But I should have known it was you!" Zelda exclaimed. "For the love of Nayru, I woke up in your arms! I shouldn't have been scared! I should not have seen him!"

"Hush Zelda," Link said, pressing his lips against her temple. "After what Damien did to you, it is only natural that you are scared and cautious of everything."

"I shouldn't be reacting like this!"

Link shook his head. "You have every right to be reacting the way you are, just I ask that you calm down a little bit, Zelda. You'll make yourself sick," he mentioned.

"What do you mean?" she asked quizzically.

"Do you not feel sick?" Link asked, finally getting himself back on the bed and comfortably laying his back against the headboard. He managed to get Zelda snug against him and slightly on top of him as they cuddled.

"Well," she began stifling a yawn. "I do feel tired all of a sudden. And now my stomach feels ill," she complained, resting her head against Link's chest.

"Your body is still adjusting," he smiled.

"Adjusting?" Zelda looked up at him with a puzzled look.

Link smiled down at her and kissed her forehead. "My blood is still in you. It will unfortunately make you feel a little ill for a couple of days. Who knows, you may even feel better by tomorrow," he explained to her. "It all depends on the amount of rest you get."

"How was I able to push you away like that?" she questioned. "I don't even know what I was doing," she told him.

"Our magic, it can either be produced with spells or very strong feelings," Link began to explain. "You were very scared moments ago and your body expelled strong emotions of fear. Your magic fed off of that fear and did what it had to, to keep you safe."

"It acted on its own accord," she whispered in disbelief.

"Well, in a way, I suppose," Link spoke, shrugging his shoulders. "You are new to these powers, they won't act against you, but they can act off of your emotions quite easily without you telling them to," he mentioned.

"Isn't that dangerous?" she questioned.

"It is and it isn't, I suppose," he said honestly. "If you only want to attack a certain person without hurting others you should be able to do that."

"But I hurt you," Zelda mentioned quietly, lowering her gaze from Link.

Link smiled sadly and tilted her head upwards to look into her eyes again. "You thought I was Damien," he told her. "Your magic was only trying to protect you from someone who you thought was a threat," he said.

"I still hurt you," she exclaimed.

"You thought I was Damien," he told her gently. "You honestly thought I was him, therefore your magic only effected me because you truly believed I was him. If you knew it was me holding you, I am sure that the magic wouldn't have hurt me," he said.

"But I hurt you," she whined.

"I am fine," Link smiled. "New magic like that won't hurt me very easily," he chuckled.

"Are you sure?" she asked in a concerned voice.

Link nodded his head happily. "I am sure Zelda," he stated. "I am not immortal for nothing. I should be able to handle a little unskilled magic, I would hope," he smiled.

"As long as you're not hurt," Zelda whispered, cuddling up against him.

"I am fine, Zelda," he chuckled softly. He continued to hold her gently. "Honest. Stop worrying do much. It will make you sick," he told her.

Zelda let out a sigh. "So I am really stuck in this bed until I feel better?" she questioned.

Link nodded his head. "Unfortunately yes," he said. "The more rest you gain the faster your body can adapt to the new changes happening inside you and then we can practice some basic spells," he smiled. "I know you are dying to learn," he chuckled.

"No," Zelda stammered. "I can wait patiently for my body to be ready."

Link let out a laugh. "Sure you can, Zelda," he said doubtfully. "Just get some rest so that you can feel better."

"Link, it is like eleven in the morning," Zelda complained. "What am I suppose to do all day? Sleep?" she questioned.

"Well, yes. That would be the ideal thing to do," Link answered.

"I woke up not long ago after a pretty restful sleep. I don't think I can sleep anymore, even if I tried," she told him.

Link but his fingers to his chin as he looked down to gaze at Zelda. "Hmm," he mused towards her. "I suppose I can make us some brunch and then we could just spend the day together in bed," he suggested.

"Link!" Zelda exclaimed completely flustered. She felt her cheeks heat up rather quickly.

Link chuckled at her embarrassment. "Not like that 'in bed'," he laughed at her. "We would watch movies in bed until you fall asleep."

"Oh," Zelda whispered quietly, attempting to hide her flushed face.

Link laughed a little more as he gently pulled Zelda off of him. "I'm going to go make something to eat now. I'll put a movie in so that you won't be so bored," he said, draping his legs over the side of the bed, prepare to get off.

"Can't you just whip something up with your magic?" Zelda questioned, looking at his back.

Link turned his head to face her. "What?" he smiled. "Do you not trust my cooking abilities? I have been around for hundreds of years, I am pretty sure that I can cook."

"No, I don't doubt your abilities to cook," she mentioned quietly. "I just thought that it would be easier to use magic."

"It would be easier to use magic," Link smiled. "But I like to cook. I would like to believe that I can make you a very delicious meal without using my powers. Besides, it will pass some time and give me something to do. Imagine if I would magic for everything?" he questioned rhetorically. "I would have a very boring lifestyle," he smiled again.

"You're right, I'm sorry," Zelda sighed.

"Don't be sorry," Link laughed. "You're new to this. You'll see soon enough when it is worth using magic and when it is fun to do normal everyday human things, like cooking. Now, what movie would you like to start watching?" he asked politely.

"What movies do you have?"

"Just about everything," Link smiled. He rose to his feet and walked over to a tall wooden bookshelf. He waved his finger at it and it instantly filled with numerous DVD packages. "See?" he eyed her happily. "And there are plenty more still hidden away," he said joyously.

"Link!" Zelda said in amazement. "There are like hundreds there already. You couldn't have seen them all," she said in disbelief.

"Actually, when you have no one to hang around with you find the time to see all of these movies," he said sadly.

"Link," Zelda mentioned sorrowfully. "Don't say that. You have friends."

"Only you, really," he told her. "I don't like getting to close to people. They could be nosey and try to figure out the real me like a certain someone I know," he smirked.

"Hey!" Zelda stated furrowing her brows together. "It is not my fault that you made it so obvious that there was something different about you," she said defensively.

Link smiled over at Zelda. "All right, all right," he chuckled. "You win this argument," he stuck his tongue out at her. "Just hurry and pick a movie so that I may start brunch."

Zelda retaliated by sticking out her own tongue at him. "Fine," she said folding her arms across her chest. "I want to watch Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire," she spoke happily making her decision.

"I should have known you would have picked one of those movies," Link let out a dramatic sigh. He easily picked the movie off of the shelf.

"Hey, it is not for the reason you think," Zelda mentioned in a defensive tone.

"Oh really?" Link stated with a brow raised.

"Really," Zelda repeated, crossing her arms over her chest once more and turning her head away from Link.

Link chuckled at her light-heartedly. "Then for what reason do you desire to see this movie?" he questioned her with a smile.

"I want to see Robert Pattinson," she said tonelessly, turning her attention back to Link.

"Robert Pattinson?" Link muttered, cocking his head and facing Zelda after he placed the disk in the DVD player.

"Yes," Zelda smiled her sweetest smile. "Is there a problem?" she asked.

"I don't know," he responded folding his arms. He eyed her down semi seriously. "Should I be worried about this Robert Pattinson fellow? You seemed to be rather fancied by him. He could be a possible threat to me now," he spoke in a serious tone.

Zelda giggled childishly as watch Link's playful antics. "You would only have to be worried if he ever showed up at my doorstep," she chuckled lightly.

"Really?" Link wondered with a hint of worry in his voice.

"Are you scared, Link?" Zelda smiled wickedly.

"N-no," he stuttered. "Why would I be scared?" he asked defensively.

Zelda laughed out laughed. "Your pretty blue eyes ever so have the slightest hint of black in them. It is so amusing," she smiled. "You better make sure I never learn how to make people appear at my doorstep," she said in a playful threat tone.

Link let out a frustrated sigh. "I don't even know why I am getting so upset over this," he muttered to himself. "Who said I ever cared if he appeared in front of you. It's not like it matters. You and I are obviously not an item. You don't care for me," he finished in a disappointed tone.

"Link," Zelda started, attempting to settle down her giggles. "If you didn't care for me you never would have taken me out last night. You never would have made sure I made it home safely and brought me to my room. You never would have kissed me before you left. You never would have taken care of me when I came running to you in the middle of the night. You would have never of done those things and the many other kind things I know you will do for me in the future if you never cared for me," she explained in lengthy detailed.

"So I do not have to worry then? If I were to magically make Robert Pattinson appear on my doorstep, no, in this room this very second, I wouldn't have to worry about you completely throwing yourself all over him?" Link question critically.

"No," she smiled. "You have nothing to worry about if you were to do that, but," she began, having her eyes sparkle up at him, "I don't think you would ever test that theory to see if it is true."

"Damn straight," Link muttered, pushing the play button on the DVD player. He quickly rushed over to Zelda and scooped her up in his arms. He smiled as she laughed effortlessly. "You are my girl, and my girl only," he said in a deep voice, nuzzling his nose with hers. He let his gaze burrow deeply within her soul.

"Am I now?" she giggled, moving her head away from his, breaking the intense eye contact.

"You are," Link smiled lovingly. He lowered his head gently and placed a quick chaste kiss on top of her perky lips.

Zelda smiled despite the frown that threatened to cross her features as Link pulled his lips away from her. "I think I am still waiting for my brunch," she said thoughtfully, trying to distract herself from kissing Link once more.

Link smirked down at her. He carefully lowered her onto the puffy pillows. "I am going, I am going," he stated. He pulled the covers over her and kissed her forehead. "Enjoy your movie while I cook," he said pulling away from her and making his way towards the door.

"I will," Zelda told him. She turned her attention to the TV once Link had disappeared from her sight. "How fitting," she mused to the television. "Robert Pattinson has made his appearance," she chuckled, watching as the actor dropped out of the tree. "He had better hope I never learn that spell," she smiled wickedly to herself.

Thirty minutes later Link had reappeared in the bedroom with a large tray of food in his hands. Zelda turned her attention away from the movie and glanced at Link walking through the doorframe. She placed a hand over her mouth to hide her chuckling.

"What are you smiling about?" Link asked as he eyed her suspiciously.

"Nothing," Zelda smiled. "It's just that, do you always serve brunch in bed with only red checkered boxers?"

Link was careful with the tray of food in his hand as he took a look down at his legs. "Oh," he whispered. "I guess I didn't notice that that was all I had on. My house is always very warm so I never really notice what I am or I am not wearing," he said nonchalantly, his lips curled upwards against his will.

"Link," she mentioned in a low voice.

"What?" he questioned with a smile. "You clearly like me much better with only a pair of boxers on anyways."

Zelda shook her head. "I do not," she said defensively.

"You do so," Link said, nodding his head smugly. He walked over to the bed and placed the tray full of food over Zelda's covered legs.

"Yum," muttered Zelda as she inhaled a large whiff of the scent of the food. "This smells absolutely delicious. You really made all of this without any help from your magic?" she asked as she stared at him.

"Yes," replied Link. "Well the actual cooking I did myself. I had to use my magic to make some cooking items appear, but I really did cook everything myself," he said honestly.

"Sure," Zelda stated rolling her eyes. "Just tell me what you have made me. It all looks so good," she said taking another sniff of the food.

"Why certainly, Madame," Link smiled, inclining his head downward slightly. "Today the handsome chef has prepared a rare delicacy for the special woman in his room."

"Oh really?" Zelda questioned with a brow raised. "Please, enlighten me as to what this handsome chef has made."

"Of course," Link stated quickly. "The handsome chef has prepared the best French toast in the world, an omelette with diced red peppers and cheddar cheese, crispy bacon, pork breakfast sausages, and your choice of either milk, chocolate milk, tea, coffee, apple or orange juice to have with delicious meal," Link explained with a smile.

"I can't believe that you went through all of this trouble to create an outstanding mean," Zelda commented in amazement.

"It was no trouble at all," Link assured her with a smile. "Now eat up, before it goes cold and all of my hard work will have gone to waste."

"Well, if that happens you could always use your magic to reheat the meal," Zelda smiled.

"That would be cheating on brunch, good lady," Link mentioned with a playful scowl.

"Oh shut up," she told him childishly. "You will do anything I ask, even it is heating up my cold food," she chuckled. "Now," she whispered to herself. "With what person would I ever share this gigantic meal with?" she asked out loud.

Link made a fist and pounded it against his rock hard chest, slightly above the heart and closer to his throat. He made an obvious coughing sound as he clear his throat.

Zelda looked up at him with a large smile on her face. "I suppose I could always as the half naked chef to dine with me," she said sweetly. "As long as he does not try any funny business in bed," she mentioned seriously.

"Of course not, Madame," Link replied nobly. "A great chef, like myself, would never jeopardize the reputations of my standards by doing something so low, as to sleeping with a customer or client. It is absolutely unheard of and wrong. On a happier note," he smiled, "I would love to join you for brunch."

"No funny business?" she asked seriously.

"No funny business," Link confirmed for her.

"Even though you are only in boxers?" she questioned in a strict tone.

"Even though I am only in boxers," he confirmed once more. "Would you like me to get dressed?" he asked sincerely. "Because I can if you want me to."

Zelda shook her head. "No, no," she spoke. "I quite like my chefs only in there boxers."

"Wait, do you mean that all of the chefs at your house only cook with their boxers on?" Link asked quizzically. "That is completely unsanitary and against their code, is it not?" he asked in utter confusion.

Zelda chuckled lightly. "No silly, they do not wear only boxers when they cook," she laughed. "You are the only one that has ever done that. And quite frankly, I enjoy having you cook in only your boxers. You can do it more often whenever you feel like it."

Link raised a brow at her awkwardly. "Something tells me that I won't be the one that starts to get naughty if I were to get into the bed and dine with you in my boxers. I think I am more worried about you starting something crazy," he told her.

"Nonsense," Zelda muttered, waving a hand at him. "You have nothing to worry about with me in the bed," she stated.

"I am sure," Link mentioned as he rolled his eyes.

"Oh shut up and come and join me. The food is getting cold. Not to mention, I miss my main source of warmth," she smiled at him.

"No one loved you enough as a child, did they Zelda?" Link asked as he carefully slid back into the bed and beside her. He gently wrapped and arm around her.

Zelda rolled her eyes and gave Link a punch onto his well toned chest.

"Ow," he complained, retracting his arm and hugging his chest. "That hurt," he whined.

"Oh, I am sure it did," Zelda muttered, rolling her eyes once more. "Shut up and eat," she mentioned. She placed a piece of omelette onto her fork and shoved it into Link's mouth.

Link choked on his food ever so slightly. "You are very abusive, you know that?" he questioned once he was finished chewing and swallowing the force fed piece of omelette.

"Would you like me to do it again?" she asked threateningly with her eyebrows raised. She held up her fork to enforce the statement.

"You wouldn't –" he was not able to finish his sentence as he produced a quiet coughing fit. Zelda had forced the fork once more into his mouth. Link grabbed her hand and yanked the fork out of his mouth. He gladly ate the food Zelda had given him, yet he had begun to stare at her wickedly.

"What are you going to do about it?" she sneered up at his taller form. "You fight me and all of this cooking will have gone to waste, ending up all over the floor," she told him.

"So what?" Link commented. "My magic can easily clean it all up in seconds," he said, staring her down.

"You wouldn't dare," this time Zelda asked the completed question.

"Maybe I would and maybe I wouldn't," Link smiled down at her evilly. He picked up his own fork.

"Link, please no," she whined. "I don't want to get dirty. I only have this night robe," she reminded him.

Link let out a sigh. "Very well then," he said casually. He carefully set down his fork back onto the tray.

Zelda looked up at him. "You mean, you are not going to seek revenge on me," she spoke quietly.

"Not at the moment, dearest Zelda," Link smiled at her, "in the future, perhaps."

"Link!" she cried.

"Hush, hush," he chuckled. "Now, what would you like to drink?" he asked her politely.

Zelda pressed her lips together and put her thinking face on. She turned her attention back to Link. "Hmm, I think a nice tall glass of chocolate milk will do very well for now," she replied in the same tone as him.

"All righty then," Link smiled and snapped his fingers. A fresh, frosty glass of chocolate milk appeared in his hands. "An excellent choice," he smiled, bringing the cool rim of the cup to his lips. He gladly let the yummy liquid flow into his mouth.

"Hey!" Zelda exclaimed.

"Oh, I'm sorry," Link mentioned once his was finished swallowing. "Did you want some?" he asked stupidly as he waved the glass in her face.

"Yes," she pouted. "I was the one that asked for it in the first place."

Link smirked in amusement. He proceeded to take another gulp of the chocolate milk.

"Link," Zelda sighed. She turned her head to face him. She was caught off guard as Link swiftly placed his lips upon hers. She left out a quiet yelp of surprise. Her eyes went wide as she felt a sprinkle of cold liquid hit the back of her throat. She forced Link away from her and tried not to choke on the chocolate milk now in her mouth. "What the hell do you think you are doing?" she asked in annoyance as a series of coughs left her throat.

"What?" he questioned with a laugh. "You said you wanted chocolate milk."

"Yes," Zelda responded. "I wanted it in a glass. I did not need you to force feed me my own drink," she said, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand.

"Well excuse me for wanting to kiss you and allow you to drink at the same time," he mentioned, turning away from her and folding his arms across his chest.

"Link, that doesn't even make sense at what you just attempted," Zelda stated. "I mean, I can't deny that it was rather cute of you to do that to just get a kiss out of me, but seriously, what if I choked and died from you giving me a drink unexpectedly?"

Link shook his head. "I always had your health in mind. You know that I would never intentionally hurt you, Zelda," he told her seriously, turning around to face her again. "If or when anything bad happens to you, you know that I would and will always be there for you."

"I know," she sighed, leaning into his chest. "It was just all of the sudden, so it kind of surprised me. I am sorry for overreacting."

Link smiled and kissed the top of her head. "You have nothing to be sorry for, Zelda. I was only kidding around," he chuckled, wrapping his arms tightly around her. "I'll tell you what, next time I will warn you when I want to kiss you like that again."

"You'd want to kiss me like that again?" she questioned, lifting her head to look at him.

"Sure," he smiled. "A kiss is a kiss. Now, how about we finish brunch and finish this movie so that we may start another one?" he asked.

"I suppose you're right," Zelda whispered, falling back into his chest more comfortably. "But you have to feed me," she told him with her eyes closed.

"I have to what?" he questioned, looking down at her.

"You heard me," she said, opening an eye. "I started to feed you, so it is only fair if now you feed me," she smiled.

"Fine, fine," spoke Link, letting out a content sigh. "I suppose I can do that for you."

"Good," Zelda chuckled as she watched Link raise a fork to her mouth. She gladly ate the piece of breakfast sausage that was on it. "Yummy," she muttered.

Link had happily fed Zelda through the rest of their brunch as he also fed himself. He had cleared the brunch dishes with a wave of his magic. He allowed them to plant themselves next to the bedroom door. He made a mental note that he would have to take them downstairs and clean them later. His lips curved upwards as he looked down at Zelda. She had quickly fallen asleep through the movie after finishing their very filling meal. Link carefully pulled the blankets over them and he silently watched the rest of the movie by himself.

Link let out a groggy moan as he shifted about in his state of motionlessness. He slowly lifted his head and glanced at the digital clock to his left. "Five to six," he muttered under his breath. The sound of the DVD menu screen of Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire suddenly filled his ears. "How did I manage to fall asleep?" he questioned. "Especially with all of that racket playing in the background." He looked down at the warm body in his arms. Zelda was still blissfully asleep and snuggled up closely to him. He smiled as he slowly and quietly reached for the universal remote on his night table. He turned the DVD player off and switched the channel to a local one that would be broadcasting the news soon. Link always liked to see and know what was happening in his city. He felt Zelda shift and stretch beneath him. He stared down at her as her sleepy blue eyes began to open. "Evening, sleepyhead," he whispered playfully.

Zelda gave him a small grunt before returning his happy smile.

"Do you feel much better and well rested now?" he asked nicely.

Zelda nodded her head in reply.

Link opened his mouth to speak, but the loud news anchor from the television station interrupted him: "Good evening and welcome to the Hyrule News at Six. I am your anchor Naburoo Spirit. Our top story of the hour, Prime Minister Rauru Harkinian has unexpectedly passed away due to a sudden heart attack..."

Link's jaw dropped open impolitely. He slowly closed it and drew in a shaky breath as he turned his attention to Zelda. He held his breath as he noticed that all colour had drained from her face, her mouth was slightly agape and most importantly her eyes were beyond readable. Swirls of every colour were trying to make themselves visible.

"Father," Zelda spoke in a hushed and saddened whisper.

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