So i'm back. Not permanently, dont expect me to come back after this soon. Or do. I'm not responsible for dissappointment here. Im not denying that i will come back, just dont feel betrayed if i dont.
Zelda gave Link an angry glance as she began to lecture him on being carefull, and not thinking a couple spirit orbs had made him immortal. To be fair, it wasnt a couple. It was 120 of the things. 80 for not even feeling a red bokoblin's whack, and 40 for being able to climb Death Mountain without breaking a sweat. Assuming he has heat protection, that is.
"I thought i had told you plenty of times before, carrying that sword on your back, wielding the spirit of a born warrior and having several blessings makes you strong, perhaps even to the extent of being able to fight a 10 Lynels simultaneously, but nothing and no one is immortal. Your recklessness is your only weakness, but it's a big one." "I'm alive aren't i? I'll just eat some hearty fruitcake and i'll be fine..." He replied. Link started chowing down and not even seeing, but sensing Zelda's glare he gave her a slice. "This doesn't make up for what you did." "I used freshly picked wildberries and hearty truffles." Link replied, noticing Zelda immediatly chow down with an appetite almost as great as his own. "You're lucky i love fruitcake almost as much as you do." She replied. "I happened to find the recipe in a book of the castle's library. Had some Lizalfos shooting arrows at me but i saw the drawing of the fruitcake and realized that some things are just more important than others." Link recalled. "Any sane person would consider slaying bloodthirsty Lizalfos more important, but knowing you that just won't be the case, will it?" "You know me too well" he replied.
So this is a bad chapter. A fact, nothing to argue about. I needed something to forme a bridge between the last and next chapter, and here we are, Link exploiting Zelda's love for fruitcake.