Hello everyone, before I start, a warning to every writer here:
To everyone who reads this: You may want to block the "user" Messenger777 (id: 3900446)! This... preacher! has posted the some religious crap on the review page of my story "Raising Link."
I am not the only one who has been hit by this stupid spammer! The following authors have also been hit:
jake111
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And several more!
There's a forum here on FFN, and apparently this person has been here before and has done the same thing for quite some time; posting his "warning" on other people's review pages just like that!
I seriously upset about it because:
1) My review pages are for reviews! They are not bulletin boards for crazy preachers! They are for people who'd like to comment about the chapters/stories that I have written.
2) I CAN'T DELETE THIS CRAP! Anonymous reviews can be deleted, no problem, but reviews from people who have an account here, cannot be! The other authors can't either!
If you don't want that preposterous message from the messenger posted on your reviews page, block him now!
Okay now that that's out of the way, I'd like to apologize... you know... for taking so long. Work's a pain in the buttocks, I have difficulty scraping together some inspiration and motivation for my writing...
But once I started, the chapter just kept growing longer... or rather, I didn't know when or where to stop. So I decided to make a cut. And this is this chapter you have here. And as always I made the cut at a very (in-)convenient place.
Okay, that should be enough, here's the long awaited next chapter.
When the young king and his entourage had gone, the fair Zelda was approached by her dear friends, the good Malon, the slim Anju, and all the other farmmaids.
"Dear Zelda, what has happened to you?" asked the good Malon, "You look so frightened and lost..."
The lost, fair Zelda gave her friends a sweet but weak smile.
"Fear not, everyone, you need not worry about me" said she, "Come, it is high time that we see to the farm again."
But despite her own words, all throughout the rest of that day the lost, fair Zelda could not focus on her duties. Her mind kept drifting to the young king and what he had said to her.
Of course this did not go unnoticed by her dear friends and all the other farmhelpers.
Which is why on the eve of that day, when the lost, fair Zelda had retired to the room which she shared with the slim Anju and two other farmmaids, three knocks made themselves heard on their door.
"Someone is at the door," called out of the lost, fair Zelda's friends. Had she not done so, the lost Zelda would not have known it.
"I will go and see," said the slim Anju and went to the door, "Dear Zelda, it is your father!"
"My father?" asked the lost, fair Zelda in a confused tone. She promptly went to the door herself, "Father? Why are you here? Why are you not in bed? Tomorrow you will work on the farm again, you need your rest."
"You need not worry about me, my dear child..." said the old Daphnes, "But you... you have given us, me and all your dear friends, much reason to worry."
"Me? I gave you reason to worry?" asked the surprised, fair Zelda, "What reason have I given you?"
"What reason you ask?" asked the old Daphnes, "This day you have been acting most strangely. Usually, when you see to your duties on the farm, you put your full mind to it. And whenever you walk around, you are most attentive and nothing escapes your notice. But all this day your mind was somewhere else and you barely took notice of what happened around you."
"Your dear father speaks true, dear Zelda. After you showed the king around you have been like a ghost," said the slim Anju, " Do not tell me something dreadful happened as you showed him around."
The far Zelda shook her head.
"No, dear Anju, nothing dreadful happened... at least..." said the fair Zelda slowly, "It is not right to say so."
"Then what did happen, my dear child?" asked the old Daphnes.
The fair Zelda took a moment to think. Then she sighed.
"Very well, father dear... perhaps it is best indeed if I tell you now. But our landlord, Master Talon, must also hear what I am about to tell you. And our dear Malon too, I feel, must hear."
"Very well child," said the old Daphnes, "I shall go and call Master Talon."
The fair Zelda looked up in surprise, "Father, it is already late! Surely, Master Talon is already long abed, you know how he is."
"Fret not, my child," said the old Daphnes, "I am quite sure that he is still awake. After all, it was he who asked me to go and see you."
The fair Zelda was surprised to hear this, "Master Talon asked you to come and see me?"
The old Daphnes nodded his grey head, "That he did child. He too saw how spooked you were this afternoon, so he came to me and asked me to go and see whether or not you were fine. Though truth be told, I had already intended to do so before he asked."
"Well then it is decided, dear Zelda," piped up the slim Anju, "Your father will go and bring Master Talon, and I will go and fetch our dear Malon. And then you, dear Zelda, will tell us all what has spooked you so this day."
The fair Zelda sighed again, "Very well, dear Anju... we will do it that way. Dear father, and you dear Anju, tell the MAster Talon and the dear Malon to wait for me in the dining room. I will go to the kitchens and fix us all a little something to eat."
The old farmer and the slim farmmaid nodded and off went the three.
...
Not much later, they were all seated around the dining table, the old Daphnes, the good Malon, and the burly landlord Talon. And the slim Anju sat with them as well.
The two farmers and the two farmmaids were anxiously waiting for the fair Zelda to tell them what had spooked her so that day. Alas, all the fair maid did was to give them each a small plate of biscuits and a mug of cool cowmilk.
Finally, the red-haired Malon spoke up.
"Enought of this, dear Zelda, do not make us wait any longer. Tell us, what has happened? What spooked you so earlier this day?"
The lost, fair Zelda started.
Then she sighed.
"Forgive me, dear Malon, I did not mean to make you all wait. But there is much I have to tell, yet I know not how nor where to start..." said the troubled, fair Zelda, "Before I start though, I must ask all of you to swear to tell no one of what I am about to tell you. No matter the reason, you must remain silent on this."
The two farmers and the two farmmaids looked at one another perplexed.
At last the old Daphnes spoke for them all.
"Very well my dear child... If you wish us to keep your words secret, then we will do so," said the old farmer, and the others nodded in agreement.
So the fair Zelda began.
"Dear Malon, do you remember what you told me, our dear Anju, and all our other dear friends when we had this cheerful picnic this noontime?"
"Huh?" asked the good Malon, "You mean what I heard in town about our young ki- Dear Zelda!" cried out the red-haired farmmaid, "You do mean to say-?!"
The fair, Zelda sighed almost miserably, "Apparently, I need not even make use of my wits to become the king's wife..."
"Oh my, dear Zelda!" cried out the slim Anju excitedly, "The king came here to ask for your hand?!"
"Now hold on, you three maidens," said the old Daphnes, "My child, what is this you say?"
"Whe nI drove into town this morning to deliver our milk, I heard people say that our king is searching for a wife," answered the good Malon. Then she turned to look at her dear friend, the fair Zelda, "But I heard that our king would pick his bride from among the nobility... yet, he chose you, dear Zelda?"
"No, not quite, dear Malon..." said the fair Zelda somewhat miserably.
"Then do explain, my dear child," said the old Daphnes.
"Very well, father dear..."
And so the lost fair Zelda told them.
She told them about the walk she had shared with the young king just that afternoon.
She told them how the young king was expected to wed soon.
She told them how the young king sought not only for a maiden who be a loyal wife to him, but also a capable queen who would rule Hyrule alongside him.
She told them how the young king had not found a maiden as such among the princesses and highborn ladies presented to him.
She told them how thus the young king intended to choose instead a maiden from the commoner's folk and to train her until she would be fit to be Hyrule's next queen.
She told them how the young king thought that she, the fair Zelda, might be maiden he sought and how he had asked her to come with him to the castle, so that they both would come to know.
And she told them how, in the end, she had been unable to give the young king an answer and how the young king would return to ask again, after a halfmoon had passed.
All throughout the fair Zelda's recount, the two farmers and the two young farmmaids had been siletn, and even after the fair Zelda had ceased to speak, they remained so.
At last the good Malon said, "By the golden goddesses, dear Zelda... So our young king wishes you to come and live with him in his castle so that he may see if you could be his wife and our next queen..."
The lost, fair Zelda nodded almost sadly, "Yes... so it is, dear Malon..."
"Why do you look so miserable, dear Zelda?" asked the slim Anju, "This is our young king we speak of! He is the most dashing young man in the land! He is kind and cares for his people. He saved us all from the vile Ganondorf and his army of raiders, and he helped us survive and rebuild all throughout that harsh time that followed that horrible war. Why, none of us would have lived to be here had it not been for our young king!
And do not forget, dear Zelda, should you be wedded to our king, your life will be better than it ever was before. Just imagine, you would have servants waiting on you all day long... you could feast on the finest dishes every day... you would be dressed in the most beautiful dresses..."
The fair Zelda sighed again.
"What you speak is all true, dear Anju..." admitted the fair Zelda, "But I still feel no desire to go with our king..."
Let me guess... you guys are like "WHAAAAAT?!"
Fully intended. ' just being a jerk again. I'm not sure when I'll post the next chapter, sorry, still in the writing.
Man it feels like an eternity since I last posted this:
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