AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hey, guys! Thanks for coming back to the story! This chapter is where I would like the story to start- officially. The rest of the chapters so far have been the build-up to what I would like the story to eventually become.

Thank you guys for sticking with me- I know that I have a lot to learn as far as plot development and writing goes, so I appreciate you all being here for the journey!

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Today was the day.

Zelda's birthday.

Link's new mission.

It was all happening today- against Zelda's will.

Zelda sat on the wide window sill as she watched the sunrise. Golden beams scattered the sky in beautiful arcs that sent her heart sailing to a different place. A place where Link would never leave her- a place where she didn't have to be a princess, and someday a queen. A place without responsibilities. How she hated that word.

Regardless of what she wanted, however, it was not her choice. Link was still leaving and she may never see him again, she was going to be queen, and that also meant having responsibilities.

This she understood, and while in the past she had resented her position, she today had come to terms with it.

She must.

For her people.

Knock, knock.

Collecting herself, she steadily walked towards the door and turned the handle.

Five maids, all wearing the same Hyrule purple maid's gown, flooded into the room, laying down clothes, fixing her bed, and grabbing the sponge and soapy water to give her a dry bath.

As one took off Zelda's clothes, another began to undo her hair from her long braids. When she was visibly ready, they began to wash her down harshly. Two were scrubbing her, while two others were wiping at where she had been cleaned with wet cloths. The last maid was drying her off where she was wet.

It was a normal routine, so she was used to it by now. It at the very least helped wake her up in the morning.

They then put the washing supplies aside and began to clothe her, yanking her usual regal purple and white Hyrulian royal dress, sliding on the waist accessory and bicep- long gloves. They then sat her down on her vanity's stool and began braiding her hair, wrapping the front tendrils with white strips of cloth. They next put on the necklace-seeming armor under her neck, which spread to both of her shoulders. Two maids grabbed each's respective piece and latched her shoulder armor onto the wide gold necklace.

They then sat her down on her vanity's cushioned seat and grabbed one of her hand-held mirrors. Pulling out different shades and types of cosmetics, they began the onslaught on her face. One was applying blush on either cheek while two others were putting her earrings in. Another one was gently brushing Zelda's lips with a faint pink, going over it several times to ensure that it would stay. The last two were lining her eyes with a dark black that went beyond her eyes to create small and sharp wings, which made her look intimidatingly beautiful- and you wouldn't even know why from only looking at her.

Lastly, the one who had done her lips, turned her toward the large mirror in the vanity so she could see hersef. Although she had done this song and dance several times already before, she somehow saw herself differently. She held a face that seemed to contain wisdom, a look that could see right through your every thought. She had never seen herself like this before.

Something had felt different today. She felt more mature, more reasonable. Like a princess and queen should be.

Looking at herself in the mirror she felt something change more. Or rather, she saw it.

Slowing, her image of herself in the mirror began to swirl into the image of a blue-haired lady. She seemed to have a large gold necklace on her chest, matching the one on her forehead. In her arms was something that looked somewhat like a harp that held shades of a dark pink and blue. From what Zelda could see of her upper half, she was wearing a low cut shirt that was tied with a golden waistband around her waist. It was a beautiful terquios that went very well with her sky blue underdress. Her lips were a heavy red, her expression comforting and knowing.

Suddenly everyone around her was frozen- literally. As Zelda swiveled in her chair to see if they saw what she saw, they stayed in their place- not even seeming to be breathing.

"Calm, child. They are fine- we are simply talking inside your mind," the woman spoke with the voice of a goddess.

Goddess?

Blue hair, gold accessories, blue wardrobe, speaking in her mind . . .

"You're Nayru, the Goddess of Wisdom," Zelda concluded, awestruck, but not showing it.

Nayru smiled.

"Indeed I am. I see that I have done well to choose you, Zelda. You already have wisdom above most. You have seen and believe- most would think that they were insane, but not you. I assume Link's story has helped you understand as well, yes? Ever since then you haven't stopped thinking about us three goddesses and how Farore gave him courage- you even went to the castle library to read what you could about us, that's how you recognized me."

"From what I've read, you only show yourself to those who are worthy. I don't mean to implore and make a fool of myself, but is that why you're here? Or have you another reason?" Zelda inquired as steadily as possible- she was in the presence of a goddess. And not just any goddess, one of the Golden Goddesses. The Goddess of Wisdom.

"Indeed, child, that is true. I am here for that very reason," Nayru grabbed her golded headpiece and presented it to her through the mirror. "Take this. When you see it, it will remind you of the knowledge that you were given. Wear it proudly, chosen one"

"Nayru, Goddess of Wisdom, I will use the gifts you have bestowed upon me to my every ability. I will never forsake you or your power." Zelda lowered her head respectfully.

Slowly, she felt the headpiece slip on her head, fitting tightly, but comfortably.

"Nayru, I have but one question," she began, lifting her head. "What was Link's item? What would help him remember his gift of courage?"

"Farore does not outright tell anyone what their sign is, but Link had found out right away, without any of our surprise, of course. Can you guess what it was? He indeed mentioned it in the story he told you."

Zelda's eyebrows furrowed together in thought.

"If it was a gift from the Goddess of Courage, it is probably something that can help aid with the gift he was given, like how your gift to me is on my head, where it is said that wisdom works,"

Nayru nodded, pleased so far.

"Something that aids with courage . . ." She paused. "His story had a lot of violence and sadness. Something that can bring violence that is physical is a weapon."

Nayru smiled encouragingly.

"That must mean that her gift to him was a weapon- a special one. One that he keeps by his side because it is a reminder of the courage he was given. The Master Sword! It never leaves his sight," Zelda concluded.

"Well done, my child. You have answered your own question, you see? Wisdom is not something that is just given and requires no work. All I did was show you the path in your mind to your wisdom- I helped you unlock it. You are the one who had it all along, Zelda. Now use it to aid your kingdom- use it to help Link."

"But Nayru, Link is going to be leaving me soon. Tomorrow he is scheduled to leave to help a neighboring kingdom. How can I help him when he is so far away?"

"You two have always been inseparable. Do you think one decision made by an advisor will change Fate? Fate likes to be challenged, child, for she always wins. She told us herself that you two would always be together- no matter what. There may be tough times where you two are away, but you will always come back together. Do you see?"

"So I may not be able to help him while he's away, but he will always come back. I can help him then." She put together.

"Yes, my child. Exactly like that," Nayru smiled warmly at her, a motherly aura dancing around her.

"Thank you Nayru. I wish not to take up more of your time. I will appreciate all that you've done for me and my kingdom for all time." Zelda bowed once more, out of the corner of her eye seeing Nayru smiled as she vanished from the mirror.

Zelda looked up from bowing and saw her maids staring at her from the reflection of the mirror.

"What the . . ."

"Where did you get that?"

"What just happened?"

"Calm, all of you. I spoke with Nayru, the Goddess of Wisdom. She has decided to bless me with wisdom, which I will use for all the kingdom and our neighbors. Any who needs help shall receive it." She calmly stated.

They all gaped at her.

Then all their eyes looked up at the headpiece.

"Ah, yes. This was another gift from Nayru. She gave me this headpiece in order that I remember her gift." She said simply, touching the headpiece while talking.

"O-of course . . ." one maid managed to stutter.

"It's alright if you leave now. I can make it to breakfast by myself- I was planning on having Link accompany me."

Without skipping a beat, they grabbed all of their items in a hurricane of quick movements and left through the only door to her room.

Alright, time to go see Link. And with that, Zelda left her room in a hurry to go see Link, joyful that they still had today together.

Little did either of them know, tomorrow was going to be a dark day. A day that would drain hope from every creature in the land of Hyrule. A day that everyone would remember- for better or for worse.

END NOTE: Hey, guys! Thanks for reading all of this chapter! I really appreciate it when you guys read this. It makes me feel important and worthwhile- also, you guys are all super nice and that really helps, too! I really hope that you guys like this chapter. In the future, I might start making the chapters longer so that you guys get more, but that might mean that I don't write as many times during the week. You guys tell me what you want!

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