Post-OoT. Zelda invites Link to stay at the castle, and confesses her feelings. Can Link handle it? Will be continued by request. ;D Yay!
Author's Note: They aren't children, like how the game OoT ends them. They're adults. That might conflict with MM, but let's not focus on that. This is all told from Link's point of view; his thoughts during that day. It starts after Zelda has told him already. Thoughts are found between '...'s.
Ex: ...This is how a thought looks...
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"Goodnight, Link."
I only nodded and repeated after she did; trying not to sound as distant as I think I did.
"Goodnight."
I didn't wait for her to be off down the opulently decorated hallways of the castle before I shut my door. I could've sworn she looked back the moment she heard the rickety copper hinges squeak in resistance against being shut. As soon as I had done so, I leant against the door with a sigh, sliding down against it until I was seated; back still to the wall.. I had requested to have a room right next to the royal gardens, I didn't want to feel locked in.
...Why am I not thrilled..?...
...I guess I must be tired...
...It's been so many long years...
...Good cause for lack of enthusiasm...
I took a moment to stretch a bit, before forcing myself to stand; sliding my back upwards against the wall for support. I was feeling physically drained.. I hadn't had much to do recently, perhaps it was because my tendons and ligaments ached for an adventure? More likely it was that empty, vacuous feeling centered in my chest.. The type of feel you get when something isn't right, but you feel like you can't fix it.. Even when you can. It took me a few moments of silence before I could push myself off of the wall against which I reclined and to move over to the bed.. After which, I was amazed at my lack of thoughts during thoughs silent moments.
Casually, I tossed that emerald hued hat of mine aside on the granite floor; before falling back first in the luxurious satin bedding. The cold texture of the sheets was relaxing for me; though all the while, her voice, Zelda's voice, resonated in my mind.
..."You do so much for Hyrule, Link.."...
..."What about yourself, Princess? You do, too.."...
..."I'm obligated by blood.. But you.. You aren't.."...
..."I was born a Hylian. I by blood owe a duty."...
..."That's what I love about you, Link. That's why I love you."...
I didn't say anything after that. I think she believed I was shy, but it was an awkward moment for the both of us. I don't talk to too many people, usually when I do, they have some role in my quest at the moment.. Otherwise, when I'm off on a task, it's just me and Epona. I've always noticed.. That feeling.. Call it a sixth sense.. How she acted around me. I could tell how she felt without her coming right out and saying it.. It's uncomfortable.. Sure, I've sensed it before from many others, but she's different. Why? Eventually, I lose contact with the others.. Though, Zelda's always there, somehow.. Connected.
...That's why? Is it because I'm a 'hero'?...
...I wonder.. If I were just another Hylian...
...And somebody else were the hero...
...Would she change her mind..? Possibly...
...Does that even matter in the first place..?...
Even if she did fall for me because I was a hero.. Imagining a scenario where I wasn't one won't change a thing right now. If I could accept.. What would happen? Up untill now, I've lived for myself, so I've been able to do what I've been doing.. Would I rethink my choices, sacrificing my safety for the good.. Would I stop doing that if I might hurt her? Or would I be hurting her anyways, doing what I'm doing.. And ontop of that not accepting her feelings..? I shut my eyes, but in vain. I couldn't sleep.. Who was I kidding? I had too much on my mind.. Eventually I got up, and grabbed my hat, situating it atop my head; brushing a few erratic strands from my face as I gazed out of that stained glass window.. That's when I saw the moon, hanging solo above the world.
...It does so much for everybody, all on it's own...
..Sure, there are stars, helping it...
...But the Moon doesn't pick out one star to shine brightly besides it...
...It does it's work alone...
I sighed.. Parting the ebony paned windows so that I cold inhale the chilling nighttime air.. The icy chill felt great against my skin, running through the locks of my hair. It reminded me of those free nights, riding Epona through the fields of Hyrule, playing my ocarina to the scarecrows besides Lake Hylia.. How the broken blades of grass whipped around as I rode.. How the water's mist sprayed so cooly against my skin whilst Zoras swam..The soothing heat of deathmountain, as I tirelessly slung from stone to stone across depthless pits of molten rock.
...The sun and moon work in unison...
...But they can't be together...
...Or else they'd do the world no good...
"I'm sorry.. Princess.. We can't be together.. Atleast.. Not while we still owe the world our duties.. We have to put them first."
I knew she couldn't hear me, but I hope she'd understand.. It was then I slipped out of the window, and hopped onto the grass of the garden beneath me. Quickly treading through the royal gardens on a dash away into the horizon, working my way towards the market place; and eventually.. I'd escape the gated boundaries of the kingdom and be in the fields.. I didn't stop, as I felt the broken blades of grass whipping around me, staining my tunic with chlorophyll, and the cold air against me.. I thought I'd feel free again.. Little did I know.. It made that empty hole in my chest ache even more to be filled.
"..But.. I do love you.."
Author's Note: They aren't children, like how the game OoT ends them. They're adults. That might conflict with MM, but let's not focus on that. This is all told from Link's point of view; his thoughts during that day. It starts after Zelda has told him already. Thoughts are found between '...'s.
Ex: ...This is how a thought looks...
- - -
"Goodnight, Link."
I only nodded and repeated after she did; trying not to sound as distant as I think I did.
"Goodnight."
I didn't wait for her to be off down the opulently decorated hallways of the castle before I shut my door. I could've sworn she looked back the moment she heard the rickety copper hinges squeak in resistance against being shut. As soon as I had done so, I leant against the door with a sigh, sliding down against it until I was seated; back still to the wall.. I had requested to have a room right next to the royal gardens, I didn't want to feel locked in.
...Why am I not thrilled..?...
...I guess I must be tired...
...It's been so many long years...
...Good cause for lack of enthusiasm...
I took a moment to stretch a bit, before forcing myself to stand; sliding my back upwards against the wall for support. I was feeling physically drained.. I hadn't had much to do recently, perhaps it was because my tendons and ligaments ached for an adventure? More likely it was that empty, vacuous feeling centered in my chest.. The type of feel you get when something isn't right, but you feel like you can't fix it.. Even when you can. It took me a few moments of silence before I could push myself off of the wall against which I reclined and to move over to the bed.. After which, I was amazed at my lack of thoughts during thoughs silent moments.
Casually, I tossed that emerald hued hat of mine aside on the granite floor; before falling back first in the luxurious satin bedding. The cold texture of the sheets was relaxing for me; though all the while, her voice, Zelda's voice, resonated in my mind.
..."You do so much for Hyrule, Link.."...
..."What about yourself, Princess? You do, too.."...
..."I'm obligated by blood.. But you.. You aren't.."...
..."I was born a Hylian. I by blood owe a duty."...
..."That's what I love about you, Link. That's why I love you."...
I didn't say anything after that. I think she believed I was shy, but it was an awkward moment for the both of us. I don't talk to too many people, usually when I do, they have some role in my quest at the moment.. Otherwise, when I'm off on a task, it's just me and Epona. I've always noticed.. That feeling.. Call it a sixth sense.. How she acted around me. I could tell how she felt without her coming right out and saying it.. It's uncomfortable.. Sure, I've sensed it before from many others, but she's different. Why? Eventually, I lose contact with the others.. Though, Zelda's always there, somehow.. Connected.
...That's why? Is it because I'm a 'hero'?...
...I wonder.. If I were just another Hylian...
...And somebody else were the hero...
...Would she change her mind..? Possibly...
...Does that even matter in the first place..?...
Even if she did fall for me because I was a hero.. Imagining a scenario where I wasn't one won't change a thing right now. If I could accept.. What would happen? Up untill now, I've lived for myself, so I've been able to do what I've been doing.. Would I rethink my choices, sacrificing my safety for the good.. Would I stop doing that if I might hurt her? Or would I be hurting her anyways, doing what I'm doing.. And ontop of that not accepting her feelings..? I shut my eyes, but in vain. I couldn't sleep.. Who was I kidding? I had too much on my mind.. Eventually I got up, and grabbed my hat, situating it atop my head; brushing a few erratic strands from my face as I gazed out of that stained glass window.. That's when I saw the moon, hanging solo above the world.
...It does so much for everybody, all on it's own...
..Sure, there are stars, helping it...
...But the Moon doesn't pick out one star to shine brightly besides it...
...It does it's work alone...
I sighed.. Parting the ebony paned windows so that I cold inhale the chilling nighttime air.. The icy chill felt great against my skin, running through the locks of my hair. It reminded me of those free nights, riding Epona through the fields of Hyrule, playing my ocarina to the scarecrows besides Lake Hylia.. How the broken blades of grass whipped around as I rode.. How the water's mist sprayed so cooly against my skin whilst Zoras swam..The soothing heat of deathmountain, as I tirelessly slung from stone to stone across depthless pits of molten rock.
...The sun and moon work in unison...
...But they can't be together...
...Or else they'd do the world no good...
"I'm sorry.. Princess.. We can't be together.. Atleast.. Not while we still owe the world our duties.. We have to put them first."
I knew she couldn't hear me, but I hope she'd understand.. It was then I slipped out of the window, and hopped onto the grass of the garden beneath me. Quickly treading through the royal gardens on a dash away into the horizon, working my way towards the market place; and eventually.. I'd escape the gated boundaries of the kingdom and be in the fields.. I didn't stop, as I felt the broken blades of grass whipping around me, staining my tunic with chlorophyll, and the cold air against me.. I thought I'd feel free again.. Little did I know.. It made that empty hole in my chest ache even more to be filled.
"..But.. I do love you.."