A/N - This was my first ever story or post here. I hope those of you who have not read this, or read it before, will still like it. I have made a few minor adjustments, such as spelling errors, etc. and yet, it will never be perfect. Please read, enjoy and R&R!

P.S.- I am writing a sequel so read this one so you can read the next one.

-*-*- The Mystical Flowers of Morning -*-*-

Chapter One

The Beginning

Link opened his flashing blue eyes to a fresh new morning. A soft emerald light streamed through his window, as he smoothed back his blonde bangs. Today is going to be great! he thought to himself, grinning. It had been five months since he had defeated Ganon. Today, everyone in Hyrule was celebrating. Zora's Domain was flowing once again, Death Mountain Crater had been sealed shut, the Moblin guards in the Sacred Forest Meadow had vanished, the citizens of Hyrule Castle Town had moved back in to their homes and everything was the way it should be. Link had received an invitation to a celebration party at Hyrule Castle by Princess Zelda. Also, it said specifically for him to come to the castle early this morning.

Link, who usually slept 'till noon, was out of bed in a heartbeat. He pulled on one of his many Kokiri tunics and his worn, comfortable brown leather shoes. As fast as he was out of bed, he was bounding down the ladder and saddling up Epona. "Ready for a ride, girl?" he questioned. Epona just threw her mane back and neighed happily for an answer. Link took that as a yes and hopped on, laughing like a little child. Swiftly and surely, he rode Epona to the castle gates. He was about to enter when one of the castle guards stopped him. He was a big man with a short black beard and mustache. He seemed a man not to be trifled with. Link came to this conclusion from the stare the man gave him with his deep, black eyes.

"Invitation please?" asked the burly guard.

Quickly, Link started to search his pockets for his invitation, but it was nowhere in sight. "Um. . . well, you see. . " he began but the guard stopped him abruptly.

"I can't let you in without an invitation," he said gruffly.

"Can't you please? Just this once?" Link pleaded.

"Sorry young man but I have my orders."

"Oh, well, that's alright. I'll go find it and come back," he said soberly. The guard just started to laugh and said, "No need to do that, Link. I was only joking." And sure enough, with one last hearty laugh, he opened the gates. Link sped Epona through the gates and to the stables. Then he leapt off nimbly and headed towards the castle doors.

Link was amazed at what he saw. Servants were bustling everywhere . Scrubbing the checkerboard floors, decorating the main hall with pooffy pink bows, carrying hundreds of platters of turkeys from the royal kitchen, marking off things on a sheet of paper, and anything else you can imagine.

Utterly bewildered, Link walked around, avoiding a puddle of soapy water and a box of pooffy pink bows as he went, looking for Zelda. As he strolled down a corridor that was covered in portraits of the royal family, he looked into a room and saw a very amusing sight. He found Zelda being followed around by three servants. One, with a mouth full of hairpins, was trying to fix her silky blonde hair in an enormously complex style, while holding her shining crown. The other two were smoothing her sapphire blue dress, tightening her silk sash, filing her nails, anything of importance and all the while, Princess Zelda, looking about as red as a beet, was about to explode. Link almost doubled over with laughter at the sight. At that moment he was glad not to be royalty.

Suddenly, Zelda looked his way. She gave him such a pleading look that he could almost hear her saying Link!!! Get them out of here! He sighed and slowly went over to her rescue. "Excuse me," he said, in a very dignified tone, " I believe that the king and queen just sent for you. They said it was very urgent." The servants stared at him for a moment. Then, in the blink of an eye, they were scrambling down the hall to find their majesties and help them in their, umm . . . dire situation. He turned around just in time to avoid a head-on collision with Zelda. She turned around and grinned at him. "Do your servants always do that?" he asked innocently raising an eyebrow at her.

"Only when we have a royal banquet or ball of some sort," she remarked trying not to giggle, "And thanks for saving me. If you hadn't come right then I would have burst out screaming! Honestly, they think I'm a doll, just to dress-up with nothing to do but sit around all day and be pretty."

"You're welcome. And by the way, why did you want me to come to the castle early?" Link had been pondering this all morning.

"To get rid of my servants, of course," she replied teasingly.

"Come on Zelda, really. Why?" This time he said it more seriously.

"It's . . . well, umm . . . lets go to the library to discuss it." she said quite solemnly. Link could tell it was important, so they quickly went up to the library. As they entered, Zelda locked the doors so no one would interrupt them.

"Alright Zelda, we're here so what's so important?" he said, now very interested in what she was going to tell him.

"Link," she almost whispered, " I had a vision a few days ago."

Link stared at her in shock. This wasn't at all what he expected.

"It came to me more in little scenes than one picture," she stammered quietly. "First, I saw me, lying down with my arms crossed, as if I were . . . ." she paused for a moment, "dead . . ."

Link suddenly felt a lump in his throat and had a struggle forcing it down. Zelda? . . . Dead? . . . How could that happen? The thought was too painful for him to think about, yet Zelda continued. "Next, I saw you and a girl with brown hair and sparkling green eyes running through a forest . . ." Link thought about that. Did he know a girl that looked like that? His thoughts were interrupted by Zelda's trembling voice. "And in the last scene, I saw you on an island with the green eyed girl. Another girl was there also, with fiery red hair and blue eyes, handing you a flower that looked like it was made from a piece of the sun." Zelda, now finished, was sweating. Her normally dancing blue eyes were wide with fear, staring at Link.

Link was confused, afraid, sad and utterly bewildered. How did it all fit together? Who were these two girls involved? Was Zelda going to . . . No! he thought fiercely. Don't even think that! She might be wrong . . . but his thoughts trailed off hopelessly. Zelda was right last time and was most likely right this time. He looked over at her. She had lost all dignity and was sobbing, tears streaming down her face. Link began to comfort her when she began talking softly through her tears. The only other sound was a strange clicking noise that came from the door.

"What are we going to do Link? I don't see any way around it! Should I tell my father? I don't think it would do any good, though, if we told him. It would probably upset him, worry him and I don't want to have him worry, not right now anyway." Then she began to weep again.

"Don't worry Zelda. We'll just find a way to . . ." but he lapsed into silence. How could you avoid death? It was impossible, for one thing. Just then Zelda piped up, controlling herself. "That's not the only problem, Link! You see . . ." but just then they were interrupted. A servant had been fiddling with the lock for a few minuets, trying to unlock it in their haste. He was dressed in uniform and running towards them, wringing his hands, with a worried expression on his face. Quickly he said, "Princess Zelda, Master Link. Everyone has been combing the castle looking for you! The celebration just started and . . .and . . ." Before he could finish, Zelda and Link were flying down the stair railing and racing through the hall.

"What . . . were you . . .going . . . to say?" he managed to gasp as they sat down at the royal table in the banquet hall. Despite the fact that her crown was now almost hanging from her ear, many little wisps of her golden hair had escaped onto her forehead and her face was red and blotchy from crying, Zelda still looked quite regal and dignified. "I can't explain now," she whispered, putting a delicate hand on his shoulder. "I'll tell you after the banquet." And with that, she began to clap. Link began to clap too, but never knew why. In fact, he didn't really remember what happened during the celebration at all. He was too busy working out Zelda's visions and what to do about it. He was sure there were plenty of girl's with green eyes and brown hair all over in Kakariko and Castle Town. But he did know who the red head was. Knowing who she was made it all even more confusing. It isn't possible! he thought. His mind began to drift into a blurry haze trying to remember . . .but remember what? It was useless; he couldn't remember. He sighed, clearing his mind of those thoughts for later, when it came time. Now he had to keep Zelda safe and that was what he needed to think about. Though from what he did not know.