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Moonlight streamed in from the window, saturating the royal chambers in a soft blue hue. It was peaceful and silent, save for the rustle of the comforter and the sleepy groan as the hero turned in his sleep.

Drowsily, Link reached out to embrace his wife only to find his hand landing squarely on the mattress. He patted around a bit before opening his eyes and realizing her space was empty. In an instant, he sat up, gave a sweep of the room and quickly realized Zelda wasn't there at all.

His heart dropped to his stomach. Perhaps it was a bit of an overreaction, but given their history, it tended to be a bit alarming whenever she went missing without explanation. It didn't take half a moment before Link shot out of bed and went searching for her, checking the adjacent rooms before leaving the chambers all together.

Once he stepped into the corridor, he was posed to run but halted mid-step when he caught glimpse of a warm light emitting from a half-opened door. Slowly, he approached their newly furnished nursery and peeked in through the sliver between the door and the doorframe.

When his eyes found Zelda, swaying in the rocking chair with her hands resting over the growing baby bump, his heartbeat settled. A few logs were splintering in the hearth, casting a golden glow over her creamy skin, and he realized that she must've been there for sometime. But she was still donned in her nightgown, partially cloaked by the old threadbare blanket that she loved, and her hair was simply tied in a loose knot. He leaned against the doorframe, his face softening with a smile.

"…but she told me not to fret, for she'd go searching for a hero," his wife continued, just loud enough to hear. "You can only imagine my surprise when the princess brought a wolf into my tower." His lips curled with amusement when he realized what she was talking about. "I wasn't afraid though. Even then, your father was too sweet to be scary."

"Hey," he protested, inadvertently making his presence known, "I was scary!" Her lips pursed in suppression of a smile that told him she knew he was there - that she was teasing him. There was a twinkle in her eyes when they met his and he half-heartedly grumbled, "Everyone in town was scared of me."

Zelda smiled as he approached her and drew him in for a chaste kiss. "You're fierce; I'll give you that," she murmured when they parted, earning a bashful chuckle from her husband.

He then crouched by her side and folded his arms over her lap, and her hand adjusted, lazily combing through the unkempt locks of his blond hair. With a lax sigh, his head lolled into her hand. "Why aren't you sleeping?"

"Your child won't let me," she joked. But her dulcet voice was watered down with sleepiness and he knew she wasn't completely kidding. "It seems they're particularly restless tonight."

"I'm sorry. You've been working late enough as it is."

It was at times like this that he wished he could do something more to help her. For their part, the council made an honest effort to lessen her load and allow the queen more time to rest. But even then, her workload was so heavy that it ended up taking quite some time to finish. What with all the new treaties to be written, minor repairs around town to oversee, and finances to budget, it was a wonder she got to bed at all. At least he'd be able to help with the workload once he became king, but it'd be a while before his coronation.

Zelda simply shook her head and lovingly looked down at her bump. "That's all right. We've been having a nice conversation."

"You have?"

"Yes, it seems they really enjoy hearing about our adventures. We tried to speak of news and politics, but it only served to agitate them more."

He snorted. "Sounds about right."

She shook her head again, the corners of her lips twitching in amusement. "Would you like to continue the story? Perhaps they'd enjoy hearing your voice as well."

"Really?"

"Of course."

A little hesitantly, he lowered his gaze to her belly. Perhaps he was shy or nervous, but either way it was endearing, the way he carefully reached out to the bump and placed his hand over hers. The restless movements in her belly spurred him to speak.

"The first time I saw your mama, I thought she was the prettiest lady I ever saw." She shook her head with a laugh, but Link's eyes flashed up to hers and the look of them was serious. "I really did...I still do."

"You never told me that."

"Well, I was a wolf."

"I meant since then."

His face began to redden, starting with his cheeks and spreading to the tips of his ears, and his eyes darted away. "Oh. I thought you knew. I mean I couldn't not look at you. And I didn't want you to think that I only thought you were pretty because you're more than just pretty but-" he caught his breath and met her gaze again. "Yeah, I always thought you were really pretty."

It was strange being embarrassed about it now - for heaven's sake, they were wed and expecting. But he still remembered how awe-struck he was the first time he saw Zelda, the way it made his heart speed up and the world slow down at the same time. He just never thought he'd admit it to her.

Her eyes softened, half-lidded, as her fingers curled in his hair. "For what it's worth," she said, pulling him back to the present, "I thought you were very handsome as well. When you were human, of course." His blush darkened and he leaned further against her knee in an effort to hide it.

Hours were spent just getting lost in memory. Though they were still telling the stories to their unborn child, they ended up discussing it between themselves as well, finding little things about their respective journeys that had yet to be shared. It was incredible that there were still things they hadn't mentioned after so much time had passed, but their adventures were so monumental that it was easy to forget the tidbits.

When they were too tired for words, Zelda hummed her lullaby and eventually, finally, their child settled down. The couple had soon followed suit and by the early hours, they drifted to sleep right there in the nursery.

At dawn, when the maids couldn't find the queen in the royal chambers, there was a bout of frenzied chatter as they went scavenging. Like Link had, they all got quite ruffled at the thought of what could've caused the queen and prince's disappearance.

But when one maid checked the nursery, she waved the others over with a shush. The group of maids piled up in the doorway to find the couple nestled in the nursery, Zelda still in the rocking chair, Link leaning on her lap, and their hands interlaced over her baby bump. They exchanged amused and adoring looks before tip-toeing out quietly, unanimously deciding to wait a bit before waking them up.