Well I'm pretty sure me and my friend are alright… But its not the same. Everythings different. But oh well, better then nothing, right?

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The fire whispered inspiring things to me during the cold night. I had waited here, excited to finally use my power, for nearly an hour, even though it was early.

As far as I know, Zelda had been asleep throughout the whole entire day. I had walked around Castle Town for the first time, out of boredom, and saw that everyone looked buggered, tired and had loopy red eyes. The pirates had all crashed at the hotel that Zelda had told them of, and Telma was busy cleaning up after last nights events.

Gwin wasn't too happy that I hadn't left the window open for him last night. I found him, crammed against the glass, trying to open it with his tiny paws. I had earned myself a bite at the finger and stubbornness from the little rodent.

After I had nothing left to do, I went back to my chambers and got myself some parchment and ink. Having no glass men around made the job harder, but I didn't mind.

Seeing as I did not know how to write, I drew my plan up. I would enter at this time, we would run through here. The horses will be waiting next to that tree. It would all turn out perfectly, and soon I will send us both home and bring Sootbird and the Piper along with us.

Sootbird and Piper had both rode off towards the west. Kakariko Village. That's where they said they were heading. Why? I do not know.

"Its mighty cold out here…" A voice snapped me out of my memories, and I looked down to see little Zelda standing before me, her eyes a tad down cast. A tight cloak was wrapped around her fragile body and her hair was pinned up.

"Toughen up, Princess, look at what I'm wearing!" I motioned to myself. I wore no shirt, and only my black trousers. I noticed that she always made sure not to look at my form. "What's wrong?"

"It is highly inappropriate for a Princess to look at stuff such as yourself." She looked me in the eye. Why was she so blunt all of a sudden?

"What's wrong, Sunshine?"

"I have to get myself back into the Princess self that I was. His Majesty will be home in two days, and I shant act like the way I have acted around you, Dustfinger." she looked at me sadly, and I was beginning to dislike this knew Zelda. "Don't worry," She added quickly when she noticed my down-cast look. "Link also will speak with such manners. I also suggest you learn to hold your tongue and only speak when spoken to in the presence of my father, or the presence of anyone inside the Castle Grounds!" I raised my eyebrow at her.

"Perhaps we should cancel tonight's events…" I muttered, annoyed at her sudden coldness. Her eyes widened the slightest and she looked up at me.

"No! Dustfinger! I apologize for my lack of kindness, but please, do not cancel this…I want to see how you can dance with the flames…" she whispered.

"Only if you snap out of your Princess-mode for the time being." I interjected. She looked up at me, smiled and nodded.

"Don't worry, I also hate the way I have to speak, but I guess I have to, right?" She looked at me sadly.

"Why do you despise of your royal place in the family?" I asked, winking at the large word I used. She laughed half-heartedly and looked down.

"I don't think Link and I will ever be together in the future." Her voice wavered and I put a hand under her chin and lifted up her face. Her eyes were glossy and she was trying her hardest not to cry.

"And why is that?" I asked, shocked.

"I…I…My father…He'll make me marry the man from the richest country…And when I turn eighteen…Link and I will be torn apart by the first suitor my father chooses…I am condemned to a life without love or happiness… Tied to the thrown, watching a man I hate take over my country…"

I didn't know what to say.

How did I not realise this? Its exactly like Violante and Cosimo the Fair. Except they didn't have a hero caught in between them.

Zelda lowered her head. Oh, how that reminded me of Meggie! She used to always do that to hide her tears…

I hesitantly reached out for her, and wrapped my arms around her waist. I pulled her in and she instantly fisted up my hair and began sobbing into my bare chest.

"I don't want to loose him, Dustfinger…"

"I know, I know… I promise I'll do all that I can to stop this from happening…" I said, closing my eyes and hoping that it wasn't a lie.

After a few minutes of quiet sobbing, Zelda finally pulled herself together. She released the bundle-full's of hair and apologized for her behaviour. She yawned heavily and swayed slightly on the spot.

"Perhaps, we could save the fire for another night?" I said, holding her upright. She shook her head fiercely.

"No. Do it, now." she walked over to the outer parts of the garden, along the line of rose bushes, and left me in the clearing in the middle.

I smiled and clicked my fingers, making a small flame dance across them.

"As you wish."

~o~

Everything turned orange.

The night blue sky was now alight.

The white roses were now red.

My pale face had colour to it.

All my troubles went away.

All that mattered was the fire.

He spun around and enveloped himself in the flames, spreading his arms wide and then pushing them aside. They swept through the entire garden, and soon I was also in the flames. I screamed but they did not burn, and Dustfinger was smiling over at me, his teeth gleaming.

He cupped his palms and rubbed them, together, over and over again until his hands were alight. He whispered in an unknown language, and suddenly and swarm of fiery doves were descending from his palms.

They flew out into the night sky, leaving a trail of embers behind them.

Palms still alight, he put his hands to his mouth and blew.

A long, fiery serpent descended from his hands, hissing and slithering its way through the maze of rose bushes and trees. He stopped blowing and instantly the snake fell to the ground in a pile of ashes. Dustfinger held up a hand, motioning for me to wait, and ran over to his ruck-sack. He pulled out two chains which had two black stumps at the bottom. He held one in each hand.

He began to swing them around his body, and slowly they started to light up, until they were fully blazing flames swinging wildly around his body.

He whispered again, and the fire began to change colour. From orange, to red, to yellow, to pink, to purple, to blue, to green…Until it stopped.

Dustfinger stood there, with his two chains swinging by his side, smiling.

I only just realized that my mouth was hanging open. I snapped it shut, blinked twice and shook my head.

"Wow."

"Believe me, that was nothing. Theres not much space around here… so I only have a limited amount of tricks to show you…" He breathed, walking over to his ruck-sack again and placing the two chains inside of it. He then pulled out a black sweater, the one he was wearing when he first ever arrived in Hyrule.

"What else can you do?" I said, still slightly blinded from the light.

"Well…I can send around fiery animals that will last for weeks, I can read Mo's mind…I can make myself invisible and-"

"You can make yourself invisible?" I cut in. He smiled and winked at me, tucking a piece of stray hair behind his ear and hitching up his ruck-sack. He began to walk away.

"Hey!" I shouted, running after him. "Where are you going?"

"To bed, of coarse." He raised an eyebrow. I didn't know if he was being sarcastic or serious.

"No. You promised me the second chapter of that story of yours." I stepped in front of him, stopping him from walking any further.

"I didn't promise, I suggested," He answered stubbornly.

"Dustfinger. I swear to the Goddesses that if you do not tell me that story, I will banish you from these grounds and you'll never see the light of day again." I said, using my authority.

He rolled his eyes.

"You know I'm only joking, Sunshine." He laughed. I sighed and nodded, taking his hand and leading him into the castle. My cloak rustle about my feet, and I took the long way to the Library, the way the guards don't usually wander for patrols. I opened the heavy glass doors and lead us to the furthest corner, the one I would hid in when I was upset, and set us onto the fluffy lounge.

The books that I had recently been studying were all piled up on the table next to us, and Dustfinger grabbed the top one.

"Fantasy?" He asked, reading the covers. I nodded.

"Sometimes its good to get out of this world. Like I am now. So please, tell me." I pleaded. He sighed, and rested further into the lounge.

He then began to tell his story, and I sat back and listened, remembering every word.

Yes, it took me forever to write! I've been in fear all day because my computer shut down and wouldn't turn back on, and I was in the middle of writing this, and hadn't saved it. But when I got home from school it was still there…?

Anyway, Dustfinger will be telling his second part of his story in the next chapter…I'll try upload it tonight, or if not it should be up on Sunday or Monday.

Review, and any suggestions will be great!