The Fate of the First Hero of Light
Zelda is being led by a beautiful woman with the ears of a hare.
"Mjrn where are we going?" asks Zelda being blindfoldedly led throughout the Royal castle to an unknown destination.
"Don't worry Zeldy we'll be there soon."
They enter one of the majestic dining rooms inside the Royal castle.
"Zeldy open your eyes."
Zelda removes her blindfold.
The dining room has been done up with various frills and shiny decorations.
There is a large banner hanging draped between two of the pillars.
Zelda squints and tries to read the script, it looks illegible, she cannot make out what is written.
"Mjrn what is written on the banner?"
"Silly Zeldy my writing isn't that bad."
"Forgive me Mjrn that was not what I meant. I cannot seem to..."
The voice Zelda despises the most is heard.
"Mjrn you expect too much from her. She was undoubtedly raised in a cavern or some other forgotten wilderness. She will not be able to understand other languages least of all read what you have..."
CRASH
The chair Zelda cast to kill Estonix with, lays broken against the wall.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING NOW BEAST?!"
Zelda grits her teeth together, gnashing them loudly.
She searches for another piece of furniture to murder Estonix with.
"You two really are the bestest of friends, always playing together." says Mjrn while playfully slapping Zelda on the shoulder.
"IT IS NOT TRUE!" they scream in unison.
The Viera signals.
Music starts playing.
Zelda sees many people she knows come into the dining hall.
"Eh?"
Zelda is confused.
"HAPPY THE DAY YOU WERE BORN ZELDY!" screams the Viera while hugging Zelda around the shoulder.
The music plays a familiar tune.
All the people sing a song of celebration.
Zelda feels tears form.
"This must be a dream." Zelda says sadly to herself.
"Is something wrong Zeldy?" the Viera asks.
"No, it is nothing Mjrn."
"I might as well enjoy this dream to it's fullest!" thinks Zelda.
The hole in her heart, now feels bigger than ever.
"Mjrn but it is not my birth date."
Zelda has recovered.
"Really? I didn't know when it was, so we will celebrate it today!"
"...ugh..."
Zelda looks on at the adorable Mjrn smiling brightly, while reminding herself these are the thought processes of a grown woman.
"Mjrn please you should stop this foolishness. As the Lady of House Dominitus and the future Queen you should not entertain this woman's whims..."
CRASH
Estonix barely missed another cast chair meant for his destruction.
"WHAT ARE YOU..."
"Hahahahahahaha." the Viera laughs at their death battle.
Another familiar voice.
"Zelda."
"Vivilara is that you?"
"Yes, Zelda I baked a cake for you. Congratulations on your birth date."
Zelda wants to correct her but instantly understands.
"A CAKE! DID YOU BAKE IT FOR ME?"
"Yes, Zelda is something the matter?"
Zelda turns around.
On the dining table stands a massive cake.
It is misshapen, the candles that were lit have all fallen off.
The large crusts of garnishings broken off due to their own weight and the cakes poor construction.
Zelda immediately wants to attack the cake to feast upon it.
"If only this were really true." Zelda thinks to herself.
"Here you are Zelda."
She is handed a slice of the cake.
"Thank you Vivilara."
Zelda takes the plate and puts it on the table.
"Is something the matter Zeldy? Aren't you going to eat your cake?"
"I will eat it shortly. Do not worry."
"Alright Zeldy present time!"
"EXCUSE ME?"
Zelda is stunned.
"This dream cannot be any better!" Zelda says aloud by mistake.
"Zeldy did you say something?"
"Ah-hem no it was nothing."
"Take this!" says the Viera.
Zelda is given an article of clothing.
The way the present is wrapped gave its contents away.
Zelda opens it.
"MY DRESS, CROWN AND PENDANT! THANK YOU HOLY MOTHER!"
Zelda says a prayer of relief in her heart.
"Zeldy why didn't you tell me you wanted it back?"
"Um..."
Zelda thinks to how overjoyed Mjrn was to look like a "real" Princess when wearing the dress for her wedding.
She could not bring herself to ask her for the dress and accessories back.
"Well about that.."
"Nevermind! Here from Estonix and me take it!"
Zelda is handed a small box.
She opens it.
Tears fall on the exquisite piece of jewelry inside.
"Don't you like it Zeldy?"
Zelda shakes her head side to side.
She hugs the box close to her heart, similar to what a small child would do when holding a treasured plaything.
"Thank you Mjrn."
Estonix wants to remind Zelda to be grateful of Houses Dominitus's charity and of Mjrn's generosity.
But even he can see her true happiness at receiving this gift.
"Thank you everyone this truly is a great gift."
"BAHAHAHAHAHA!" a hearty laugh is heard.
"GREAT FATHER THANDALL!"
Zelda looks to the Mighty Dwarf.
"There's more to come little lassie!"
"EXCUSE ME?"
"Yes, Zeldy there are more presents for you."
Zelda falls to her knees and starts sobbing.
"LITTLE GIRL WHAT IS WRONG?"
"This is too much, this dream is too terrible! Tomorrow I will be all alone again!"
"DREAM? Zeldy what is wrong?"
"THIS IS NOT REAL! IT IS JUST A DREAM!"
"Give her a piece of the cake."
Zelda instantly recognizes that voice.
It is Geir Warchief of the Tulok.
Her hero!
"GEIR WHERE ARE YOU? PLEASE SAVE ME!"
She sees Geir sitting on a chair.
She runs towards him, finally hugging him.
Her tears do not want to stop falling.
She feels his hand on her head.
"Zelda."
"GEIR I DO NOT WANT TO WAKE UP!"
"Zelda."
"GEIR PLEASE SAVE ME!"
"Zelda."
"GEIR PLEASE DO SOMETHING!"
"ZELDA CALM DOWN!"
"YES!"
Zelda jumps away from Geir.
"ZELDA! EAT THE CAKE!"
"Alright no need to shout."
Zelda takes a bite of the cake.
"THIS FLAVOUR! THIS TEXTURE! THIS SMELL! IT IS VIVILARA'S COOKING! THIS IS NOT A DREAM!"
"Yes, Zelda congratulations on you birth date."
"Geir that is not true, but thank you."
Zelda wants to hug him again.
But all her attention is focused on the delicious cake.
She is savouring every bite.
Unfortunately and dreadfully she looks to her plate, it is finished!
Zelda wants to lick the plate, but stops.
"As the Queen!" she thinks to herself.
She sighs and puts the plate down.
"Thank you everyone for..."
All the guests are feverously eating the cake.
"VIVILARA THERE IS NO COOK GREATER THAN YOU!" says the Mighty Dwarf while eating a piece of cake as big as his fist in one gulp.
"Great Father!" says the Dark Elf while blushing.
"Zelda would you like some more?"
"YES!"
One of the servants hands the Queen a small slice of cake.
"I NEED A BIGGER PIECE!"
"YES, YOUR MAJESTY!"
"Hahahahahaha." the people laugh at her for only the briefest of a moment, only to return their full attention to their plates.
Zelda gobbles the piece of cake down.
Crumbs lay on her dress.
She looks towards the place, where the tower of a terribly prepared cake stood.
"IT IS NOT THERE! IT IS GONE!" Zelda lets out a desperate plea.
"WHO STOLE MY CAKE? GUARDS CAPTURE THIS CRIMINAL IMMEDIATELY!"
"BAHAHAHAHA!" the Mighty Dwarf laughs at the frustrated Queen.
Zelda looks to everyone present, their plates are immaculate.
They shine as if they were only recently washed.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Zelda screams.
"I ONLY HAD FOUR SLICES! THIS IS THE ABSOLUTE WORST!"
Everyone feels the same.
"Vivilara you did not misplace some food somewhere?" Estonix asks his plate also shines.
"It will be here shortly."
"IT CANNOT BE! A SECOND HELPING!"
An even larger more poorly decorated and misshapen confection is rolled into the dining hall.
"THIS IS MY BIRTH DATE CELEBRATION! I GET THE LARGEST PIECE!"
Zelda almost falls over herself joining the forming stampede to attack the unsuspecting cake.
"Family first beast! Vivilara is my Claurilly's wife! For House Dominitus." Estonix throws the weaker members of the feast over his shoulders while charging forward.
Upon seeing this the Dark Elf stands basking in her own mastery of culinary perfection.
While everyone is feasting on in joy, only Geir is suffering alone.
The massive slice of cake his wife gave him still standing untouched on his plate.
"Must I really eat?"
He shakingly extends the small fork to take the smallest of a bite.
Putting it in his mouth with a heart filled with dread.
Geir braces himself for what is to come...
"FINALLY IT HAPPENED!"
Geir feels ecstatic.
The first time in his married life the food his wife prepared is palatable.
Geir eats the bland tasting cake hurriedly.
It is finished, the plate is put upon the table.
Geir stands up to walk towards his wife basking in her glory.
He cannot walk straight, he feels disorientated!
"IT WAS THE CAKE!"
Geir knows what had happened, the first bite was so overwhelmingly terrible he had lost his ability to taste!
When he consumed the rest, his body was not prepared for the shock!
He had not used his Dark Elfish Grandfather's secret technique, to protect himself and his life from impending doom!
Geir thinks to himself, "Is this finally the end?"
He feels his vision dim, his body feels so weak, finally he closes his eyes and collapses.
CRASH
"ALWAYS THE SAME WITH THE FIEND! HE GORGES HIMSELF ON LADY VIVILARA'S FEASTS THEN HE FALLS OVER!" speaks the Knight with the smallest crumb of the cake on his stone face.
"With cooking this good. It is no surprise!" says the Fire Mage his immaculate dress also having crumbs of cake upon them.
The feast continues.
Zelda has long ago abandoned her Queenly manners.
She is grabbing at the cake by the handful, her small hands slowly but assuredly eroding the massive cake from where she is seated at the back away from the looks of the other people present.
"If I eat from this side! Then no one can see me! If only I knew her secret..."
Sometimes earlier...
For many suncycles Zelda had speculated as to why Vivilara's cooking was so magnificent.
The Knight, the Fire Mage and herself had studied Dark Elven history and customs.
They could never find definitive proof.
Zelda had once practiced the self control of a holy saint.
She had taken a small piece of her meal to have the Royal mages analyze the scrumptious morsel.
"Magics were not used in the preparation of this meal." the Head of the Royal Mages had said.
Zelda had requested the mages return the morsel to her.
But tragedy had struck, they could not find it!
It had disappeared without a trace!
Zelda had her suspicions.
She wanted to open a formal investigation.
But finally decided against it.
"If Vivilara knew what we were doing we might never feast again!"
And so all of their research was ended.
Sometimes later...
These thoughts were lost to Zelda, while she was enjoying the best day she has ever had.
The festivities go on, entertainments are played, speeches given, songs are sung and many others.
Zelda searches for her hero, he is not present.
"THERE HE IS!"
Zelda rushes towards the fallen Geir.
It is totally dark.
Geir is lost in an abyss.
"Death by wife poisoning." he reads the scripture on his grave's stone.
"I lived a good live." Geir thinks to himself.
He fades into the eternal darkness.
"..."
"geir"
"..."
"geir"
"..."
"Geir."
"..."
"GEIR!"
"GODDAMMIT! WHAT IS IT?!"
Geir wakes up on the floor.
"WHERE IS MY PRESENT?" screams Zelda.
Geir is disorientated, he feels sick and the world is turning around him.
"...ugh...where am I?"
"IT IS MY BIRTH DATE CELEBRATION! WHERE IS MY PRESENT?"
Geir stands up, he stumbles slowly walking to one of the tables finding his balance.
"HURRY UP GEIR!"
Geir turns to look towards the smiling Zelda.
She is wearing many precious stones, expensive jewelry, various knick-knacks and many ceremonial weapons are affixed to her dress.
Geir takes the traditional dress he had made for her.
"Zelda here you are congratulations."
Zelda's tears flow down her cheeks.
She knows what this means.
"Geir can this really be true?"
"Yes, Zelda you have done so much for us, that I as the Warchief want to..."
"STOP RIGHT THERE WARCHIEF!" an unknown woman's voice.
"WHO ARE YOU?" Zelda turns around furiously.
"It is I, Lady Edeline Your Majesty. I have returned!"
"LADY EDELINE?"
Everyone is shocked at her arrival, she was believed to be dead.
"Your Majesty please remember you are our leader and Queen! Do not be fooled by the Warchief's ambitions!"
"WHAT DO YOU WANT PALADIN?" screams Geir.
Zelda is deeply shocked, Geir is not one to show true emotions but his hostility towards Lady Edeline is clearly seen.
"Greetings Claurilles, how dare you speak to an elder cousin in such a fashion? Have you lost all sense of decency, while living with those beasts you call your tribe?"
Zelda feels an overwhelming malicious presence.
"Geir is going to kill Lady Edeline!" Zelda screams in her mind.
Geir moves to kill the one person he truly hates in this world.
He takes two steps, he feels weak, his body is tired.
He stops to move to kill the one person he truly hates in this world and returns to the balance of a nearby table.
The damage he sustained while eating his wife's terrible cooking is too much, he is not ready for combat.
The mood is somber.
Zelda must save this tense situation.
"Lady Edeline welcome back! Why can I not receive Geir's gift?"
"Your Majesty as you must know? Only Tulok tribe members are allowed to wear the traditional dress of their tribe. Accepting that would mean..."
"I'm the Warchief of the Tulok tribe wench, I make the rules. Zelda I made this for you, please accept it."
"WENCH!?" everyone is shocked, Geir is not known to resort to insults.
"Um, um thank you very much Geir."
Zelda takes the parka.
Geir goes to sit down once more.
"BAHAHAHAHA! THERE IS NO ONE AS FIERCE AS MY LITTLE MAN!" the Dwarven Warrior laughs heartily.
The mood has recovered somewhat.
The festivity's continue.
The mood was restored.
The Dwarven Warrior's tales of another world made everyone forget about the incident.
The Queen was greeted and congratulated many times more.
Much time has passed...
Everyone has left.
Zelda sits in her room.
The massive amounts of presents filling it almost entirely.
Her face hurts from all the laughing and smiling genuinely at the kindness of those presented towards her.
She feels as if she knows this would be the start of a new chapter in her life.
"I am not alone! People care for me!" Zelda thinks while hugging the traditional dress she was given.
She feels the slightest bit of worry.
She could remember Lady Edeline clearly from when she was newly married to the King.
A fierce woman with a strong sense of justice.
Zelda feels so tired, she goes to rest her eyes for only a moment.
"zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz..."
She fell asleep.
The next morning...
"GOOD MORROW TO YOU, YOUR MAJESTY!"
"AAAAAIIIIIIEEEEEE!"
Zelda is awake, out of her bed and ready for combat.
"LADY EDELINE! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?"
"Your Majesty as you might remember. The King had me take an oath that I would protect you in the event that a tragedy might occur. The tragedy has occurred. Hence I have returned to assist you once more. I can see our once noble nation has been tainted by a great evil. Please you Majesty lead us in this great fight."
""GREAT EVIL" LADY EDELINE?"
Zelda is still shaking from her sudden awakening.
"Your Majesty it pains me to say it but my younger cousin Claurilles has fallen to the depths of darkness and baseness. His cruel Grandmother has poisoned his mind and soul with her wickedness and evil. We cannot allow our noble Kingdom to have such evilness run amok through this our holy country. Do you not agree Your Majesty?"
Zelda is furious.
"How can she speak of Geir in such a way!?" Zelda thinks to herself.
Zelda wants to scream at her for insulting her friend Esdeath and her hero Geir.
But before she can even act.
"Everything she said is correct." Zelda thinks to herself.
"Lady Edeline do you have any plans?"
"Wonderful your Majesty I knew you would understand! Firstly we need to outlaw the Tulok tribe and banish Claurilles and that evil witch."
"Lady Edeline many things have happened since you were gone."
"Of course your Majesty that would be the case."
"Not too long ago Geir was the King of our Kingdom."
Zelda sees the face, she had suspected was hiding somewhere.
"THAT WORTHLESS RAT BASTARD!" screams the furious red faced Lady Edeline, a Paladin of the Holy Knights, while gritting her teeth and gnashing them together.
Finish.