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Chapter 4

"The Beginning of the Cold"

"Princess! My Princess!! Princess Zelda-sama!!" an urgent voice called from outside Princess Zelda's sturdy locked door.

Zelda stirred from her silent slumber slightly. It was still very early in the morning, even earlier than she normally arises from her dreams and her sweet reverie. Often times, she wished that she could find time for more peace to have to herself -- helping her father lead the kingdom which would one day be her to look after was a large burden for one her age to carry upon her small shoulders.

The only times Princess Zelda was able to relax was only with one soul in all of the land of Hyrule...

Link.

For some reason or another, and to her it didn't need an explanation, when she was around Link, a calm would descend over her, relaxing her tensed muscles and straining mind. Sometimes, even thinking of Link would bring the some feeling of assurance, the feeling that everything was going to work out peacefully in the end.

She oftentimes was slightly jealous over Link's carefree lifestyle that he was allowed to live day by day. She wished that for just one day, only one, for that would be enough, she could enjoy a ride through Hyrule field, or a cool swim in the Lake where the mysterious Zoras, friends of the Royal Family, dwelled.

But the day was denied to Zelda, her being of Royal Blood she could not enjoy the feeling of a laid-back lifestyle.

She felt she should talk to Link about this, but every time she tried, a lump in her throat would appear, and all she could choke up was a simple:

"How's your day, Link-kun?"

She had hoped for sometime to herself to think about the troubles ahead in her dreams through the morning, but once again Zelda was denied the liberty to have some precious time to her benefit.

"Princess Zelda-sama? Are you alright?? Princess!!" the voice called anxiously.

"Yes, yes, I'm fine." Zelda said quickly, fearing that the owner of the voice would barge through the door thinking foolishly that she had been kidnapped during the night. "What is the matter of this, waking the whole castle with your yelling at such an early hour?"

"My apologies, Princess Zelda-sama," the voice pleaded. "but a young girl is here to see you, and she says it's quite urgent. If we had not restrained her, she would have barged right in all by herself!"

Zelda laughed to herself, for she knew exactly whom her visitor was judging from her manner of getting inside the castle.

"Send her inside, I shall see to her business as she pleases, and see if it's as urgent as she claims."

Though Zelda knew it was Malon, the daughter of the owner of Lon Lon Ranch, she had to keep her social stasis among the guards of the castle. She was, after all, the princess of Hyrule.

"Y-yes, my Princess!"

The door was unlocked, and the visitor who had caused quite a ruckus at the gates walked into the room. Zelda was not surprised who it was, for it was Malon, but the expression on her face caused an icy chill to run down her spine.

Something was wrong, very wrong indeed.

"Princess Zelda-sama," Malon said politely. "I have something to tell you that needs your attention."

"You may proceed, and Malon," Zelda answered. "no formalities among friends, it's Zelda."

Malon blinked, but a small smile crept onto her gloomy features. But the smile quickly dissipated and she gave a more serious expression, once again giving Zelda a sudden chill.

"Pri- I mean, Zelda, Epona came home last night, frothing at the mouth and in a panic-run. Something was clearly chasing her, for she nearly collapsed was exhaustion when she finally reached the ranch. She was screaming, I've never seen her like this ever before!! Not even Otousan could calm her down! "

Zelda took this in slowly; her mind reaching an awful conclusion, which she prayed with desperation that it wasn't true.

"And," Malon added. "her saddle was turned to the side, as if someone was been riding her and had fallen off suddenly. I think... I think it was Link. Oh Zelda, what could have happened to him?!"

It was only the beginning, the first few steps toward what was awaiting in the shadows.

~End of Chapter 4