Hey everyone, I'mNoOneSpecial here again, sorry this chapter took so long; this is one chapter for which I had absolutely no guide which may explain why it may not be on par with he other chapters. While I'm still following the original folktale this thing here was absolutely not part of it; there wasn't anything like this in the original folktale. So this one is more or less all me. Or rather it is more me than the other chapters.

To my regret though… this is turned out to be another staller/dumb filler.

Sorry.

But I HAD to throw something out.

The king's carriage soon arrived at the castle. By now the poor Zelda's fears and homesickness had reached heir peak, but at the same time, by now the distraught Zelda had accepted them as though they were a natural part of herself. She simply suffered and endured them much like a cripple suffers and endures his painful limp.

The stern Impa soon rose from her seat and stepped out of the carriage, and the distraught Zelda numbly followed. She barely heard the stern Impa speak to a couple of servants.

"Get the bags from the carriage and bring them to the room we prepared for our young guest here."

The servants bowed and immediately went to carry the fair Zelda's belongings for her.

The stern Impa then turned with her young charge. Once more she frowned.

"Young Zelda, do you feel ill? You look frightingly pale."

The distraught Zelda shook her head and gave the knightly Impa a weak, untrue smile.

"It is nothing, Lady Impa, I am merely feeling a little ill from riding in the carriage so long… I am merely not used to riding in a carriage for hours."

The stern Impa's said nothing but her frown deepened.

And for due case, for what the fair Zelda had spoken was nothing but a poor lie, for many a time had the fair Zelda, and the slim Anju, ridden in the cart of the good Malon when she had ridden off to town to sell her farm's milk, and once had the fair Zelda had the ride made her feel ill. It had been the slim Anju.

Only twice when the three friends had ridden on a particular bumpy road, off to another town, had the fair Zelda bade the good Malon to slow the horses, once because of green the poor Anju had seemed, and once because she had half-feared that her bosom would leap out of her undergarments.

In the end the knightly Impa, though still unconvinced and suspicious, decided to think nothing of.

"Here, young Zelda," offered the knightly Impa the fair Zelda her arm as would a man of noble birth and good upbringing have done, "Hold onto my arm, I will lead you to the quarters we had prepared for you," for the knightly lady feared that though the fair Zelda claimed to be fine the young, pale farmmaiden may faint.

The fair Zelda gratefully took hold on her arm.

"Thank you, Lady Impa."

For truth be told, the poor Zelda did feel faint, her heart and mind were once again in still in turmoil and would take much more or longer before the poor Zelda would simply break down and cry, yet still the poor maid fought to maintain her façade.

As quickly as she dared lead the seemingly ill Zelda, the knightly Impa led the pale farmmaid to the chambers they had prepared for her. Once there, the stern Impa had the distraught Zelda immediately lie down on the big soft bed.

"Fetch her some clear water to drink, be quick about it!" ordered the stern Impa one of the castlemaids.

The servant girl gave the lady knight a quick bow and hurried off.

Meanwhile, the knightly Impa turned back to her young charge.

"Lie still and rest, young Zelda," the young maid did so and after a long moment the knightly Impa went on to ask, "fell you better or shall I send for one of our castle healers?"

The fair Zelda weakly smiled and shook her head, "Worry not Lady Impa, I will be well soon."

The stern Impa was not convinced, "Art thou certain?"

The fair Zelda nodded, "I am Lady Impa, all I need is a little more rest…."

With that the fair Zelda closed her eyes and leant into her pillow,

"If I may, I think I would like to take a little nap…"

The stern Impa hesitated a moment but then sighed,

"Very well, young Zelda…" she said as before she went for the door, "I will leave you to your privacy then…"

At the door she stopped and turned once more to the fair Zelda.

"If you need anything, ask one of our castle servants. If you wish to walk around a bit, do have one of the guards accompany you. If you do, be sure to return here to this room a good hour before sunset. An hour before dinner I will be here for you, so will a couple of castlemaids who will be here to groom you and dress you before you have dinner at the king's table."

At this the fair Zelda's eyes snapped open and she partially rose to meet the stern Impa's eyes.

"Our king wishes to have dinner with me?"

The knightly Impa nodded, "So he does…"

Then the knightly lady put on a sly grin, "I dare say he has been looking forward to your coming."

The fair Zelda sighed and leant back into her pillow.

"Very well Lady Impa, I will be sure to be here to attend the king's dinner," she said not too enthusiastically.

The knightly Impa nodded and closed the door behind her.

After a good long while, when the fair Zelda felt her nerves had settled, she opened her eyes and observed her quarters.

She soon realized that these were the very same quarters she had stayed in during that week two years ago, when the king had decided to keep her farther the old Daphnes until he had recovered from his sickness. Here she had stayed and lived for a week, and she had been carefree and happy…

…with her dear old father by her side.

The poor Zelda finally broke out into tears, burying her face into her pillow so that none would hear.

Finally the sob-chapter is over; I'm not too fond of these things. The next chapter is going to be better; our fair Zelda will finally meet with our young king again, tensions will rise and then we will finally go back to the original tale: the second trial the fair Zelda has to tackle!

Man it feels good to post this again:

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