I don't own the Legend of Zelda.

Hey people of the corn! How are all y'all this fine Worship Day morning? Don't you just love Tuesdays? Yes? Me too! Alright, I know it's been a while, but my inspiration was shot for a while so don't get too mad. Aside from that… enjoy the chapter!

Zelda awoke the next morning to the sun shining on her face for the first time in months. She stayed in bed for a few seconds longer, basking in the warmth and light on her skin. Opening her eyes, the Hyrulian princess sat up and stretched her arms languidly over her head. Standing, she walked to her closet and looked over her assortment of dresses. Looking at all of the flowing skirts and elbow-length gloves made Zelda think about Midna.

She surveyed the Twili princess in her mind to check over her attire. Midna had been wearing some sort of headdress for certain. Perhaps it was custom for Twili royalty to wear it, but it looked much more complicated than Zelda's own braids. The blue-skinned elf had also been barefoot oddly enough. Did the Twili people not wear shoes? She had also been wearing some type of cloak; it flowed along her shoulders and down her back to connect to the loincloth like skirt she wore.

Then something struck Zelda. Midna had been only half dressed. Or perhaps for Twili people it was fully dressed but not completely covered.

Looking from afar, one would completely miss it, but up close it was much more clear. Midna had been wearing sleeves with her cloak and it did flow into a skirt, but her breasts were left completely bare. There was nothing covering them, but the pattern of Midna's skin made it seem as if they were covered by the same material of the cloak. Zelda didn't have any other Twili person to compare it to, but from the markings all over Midna, she guessed that all Twili had markings like them.

Thinking of how bare Midna had been made Zelda's blush deepen at the thought of being able to touch the other princess and send shivers through her because she had nothing covering that particular area. This, in turn, made Zelda wonder where else she could touch the Twili princess, thereby causing her blush to redden further. Grabbing a towel, Zelda hurried to her bath and turned the faucets on cold, splashing some of that water onto her face neck and shoulders to cool her own body slightly before switching the water to warmer temperatures and waiting for the tub to fill before climbing in.

Taking time to wash herself properly, Zelda thought on the feelings that had gone through her body at the thoughts of Midna. Surely such a relationship would never work. Our realms are far too different; WE are far too different. Midna is much more wild, temperamental, almost primal. I am cool-headed, analytical much more disciplined. We would never work out. But… if we tried…

Shaking her head, Zelda realized that she had been washing the same spot on her leg for the past three minutes. Continuing to clean herself, the Hyrulian princess sighed. What if it could work? Would she even wish to be with someone like me? When I was in her body, I felt her contempt for me. She thought I was weak, a fool for letting Zant do this to my people.

Dig deeper. A small voice in her mind urged. Zelda knew that it was the Goddess speaking to her and so she did as she was told.

Remembering how it felt to become one with Midna, Zelda dug deeper into what she experienced. She felt Midna's anger, that was severely evident. The blue-skinned princess had been furious at being turned into such a lowly creature (despite Zelda not knowing exactly why she was angry at the time). But Midna had also been harboring a small bit of admiration. Zelda had assumed that it was for Link since he was the one fighting to save the kingdom, but, meditating on it now, she realized that a bit of it was also directed at herself for trying to save as many of her people as she could.

Zelda felt warmth spread through her at having another princess admire her. Being the youngest in her family due to her parents' unfortunate deaths in battle, Zelda was a mere nineteen to other princesses being in the early to mid-twenties when ascending the throne. Thanks to this, she often had to look to other princesses in order to figure out what she was supposed to do. This led to many a contemptuous eye landing on her and the only thing Zelda wanted was to be looked upon with pride or respect.

And Midna, to some degree, had done just that.

Zelda grinned, finishing her bath and getting dressed, heading out to perform her morning duties.

Midna stretched as she awoke, glancing out the window. The sunrise was beautiful, but Midna longed for something different. In the Twili Realm, the sun never rose far past the horizon. It traveled in a circle along the horizon and then set much the same a normal sun would. The Twili princess longed for something more than that. She remembered how the sunlight felt on her skin, the warmth it brought that she was unused to. Her realm wasn't cold, by any aspect, but that kind of warmth was something the Twilight Princess hadn't felt since being in her mother's arms two years before.

Turning from the window, Midna walked to her closet. Quickly grabbing her headdress, she tied up the ponytail and pinned it through with the customized double-sided arrow before tying the bun beneath her chin. Grabbing her cloak, Midna paused to examine her plethora of attire. She cocked her head, remembering how different her home's clothing had been from the Hyrulians'. They walked around completely covered, they covered everything because their skin was all one color. Twili found it useless to cover everything within battle because clothing was always torn or shredded to pieces, even in a spar. The markings on their skin gave the illusion of clothing, however, so Midna thought nothing of it. But what was it like, covering everything from neck to toe. They even wore something Link had called shoes. And there were different kinds to fit preference. Such a strange thing.

Are Hyrulians afraid of a bit of dirt on their feet? Midna wondered moving to her bath. Those shoes give the wearer an unfair advantage in battle. They should be required to take them off during a fight.Running the warm water to fill the tub, Midna sat on the edge and held her head in her hand. But, Zelda looked… beautiful.

And she had.

The Hyrulian Princess had looked stunning when Midna met her and any times after that as well. She had always worn a beautiful gown that flowed just past her ankles, giving her the illusion of gliding whenever she walked. And they were in many different colors and styles as well, a different one each day. Her dresses were always different colors, but her gloves were always white. Perhaps to show her purity?

Midna felt a jolt of fire flash through her at that thought. She herself was nowhere near pure, thanks to Zant taking advantage of her impish form, but the thought of another princess, so close to her and still retaining her purity when many other princess did not get that chance… Midna licked her lips hungrily.

A pure princess. She thought as she climbed into the now full bath. What a treat she would be if only I could see her again. Would she even go for someone like me? What do Hyrulian women prefer? Midna was no stranger to sex. It is highly acclaimed within the Twili Realm to let carnal energy out in such a way as well as fighting. She herself had taken many, but received none because of her status. But something about taking the other princess for herself made the Twili's body heat up past the temperature of the water.

Reaching her hand below the water's surface, Midna moaned at the thought of claiming Zelda for herself. Her purity, her innocence, her love, all for the Twili. Moving her fingers faster, the blue-skinned princess fought to keep herself from writhing, lest she spill water all over the floor. As Midna drew closer, Zelda's face suddenly materialized before her and called out to her. Midna. I am yours. This sent Midna over the edge and she arched in the water, groaning as the other princess' face slowly faded from her vision. Sighing in contentment, Midna conceded to having to start her day late. She was going to need another bath, after all.

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