Disclaimer: Hey, it's me again. I decided to be nice and start the chapter
after only 4 reviews because I was in a really good mood after I got back
from a friend's Bar Mitzvah. (Yes, I am THAT young) There's just something
so cheering about seeing a guy from your French class being carried into
the ballroom by two female DJs. I might add also that he was blushing like
a tomato and it's always really hard to get the guy to show ANY kind of
emotion so here it goes! Oh yeah, this is a DISCLAIMER. I don't own Link
and Zelda and the rest but if anyone wants to give me a belated b-day
present.
"What do you mean she's gone!" boomed King Harkinian's voice through the once peaceful castle. Servants were running up and down the corridors in search of someone. The princess was discovered missing from her bed early this morning by a chambermaid and now havoc was wreaking its way through the castle. "Zelda Harkinian, you can not do this to me!" the King screamed out the window. "Prince Derrick is arriving in one week and what will happen when he's traveled so far to come across his bride missing!"
"Sire, you must calm yourself. You'll burst a blood vessel by releasing your stress like that, highness." Impa tried to calm the anger driven King. She was shocked to see that he wasn't sad or worried at all, just angered that she would dare disobey him. 'Well I do hope the girl doesn't have to come back to this life. Her father has now proven that he doesn't care. The poor dear, I just hope she's alright.'
"Impa, how could you let this happen? You are supposed to be a member of the Sheikah! How come you didn't stop her?" The king asked in a menacing voice laced with a dark foreboding state of mind.
"Well highness, the Princess sleeps in the East wing and you have me rest in the servants quarters in the North East. I would not have been quick enough to stop it, let alone predict it."
"How dare you talk back to me! I rule this vast land and could have you banished or executed at the snap of my fingers!"
"Sire, if you do not calm down, you'll throw your heart into remission. Come rest, I'll make you some tea." Impa said leading him towards his den.
Link lay awake in his bed until well around midnight. Images of Sara's smiling face shone in his mind. She seemed to care for him but in all reality, he only loved her as much as a brother would but as his younger brother Siler had pointed out, she looked at him as if she were in love. He was eighteen and would have to marry soon. He didn't care for any other girls as strongly as he did towards Serenity but there was no passion. Nothing like the romances his mother had loved in her youth but then again, Link was no Prince. He was as commoner and had never come across royalty.
"Ahhh!' screamed a high voice from outside. He could hear the rushed neighing from a horse and hear metallic clang echo into the air. Someone was in trouble outside. Link rushed out of his bed, tripping on the rug of his room and rushing towards his sword. Grabbing the sword and sheath and quickly taking possession of his shield, he bolted down the stairs but he had already wasted precious time. The sounds of a struggle could no longer be heard outside.
"Hello? Is anyone out there?" Link called into the dark night, his words ringing through the quiet silence. He could see the bloody corpse of a Moblin lying on the ground; it's blood staining the ground a dark crimson color. He saw a figure cloaked in black whirl around to face him and they stared at each other for a moment that seemed like forever but seemed to end far too quickly for Link's liking. A pair of shining eyes stared back at him, the darkness turning black compared to the brightness of those eyes. The figure let out a small gasp and began to fall. Without even thinking, Link rushed forward and caught the figure in his arms. The hood of the cloak fell back and Link then saw the delicate angel lying in his arms. Her skin shone as pale as the moonlight, and her hair cascaded about her shoulders in sparkling golden waves. Her mane of spun gold hair dazzled his vision and her lips were stained a crimson as if she had only eaten berries since she was born, letting the juices color her perfectly shaped mouth. Her horse galloped over to him and whinnied, butting the girl with its head as if trying to wake her from sleep. The mare was the exact opposite of his beloved steed Epona. Instead of being colored like chocolate, she was the same shade as pale cream. The mane was of glistening silver while Epona was a honey gold. She was almost as dazzling as her rider. Then it occurred to him, during his appraisal of the maiden, he just now realized that her shoulder had been sliced and was still bleeding. Link's heart began to thump wildly in his chest, if this beauty died, it would be his fault and letting a creature of such poise and grace die was surely a sin.
"Mother! Father! Siler! Hurry and get out here! There's a maiden out here and she's unconscious and injured!" The humor of the way his family tried to get out of bed seemed to lighten the mood of the situation. Siler had fallen asleep when walking down the steps and had fallen taking their mother with him. When his father had tried to gingerly leap over them, he had tripped and landed on the lot of them. "Siler, take care of her horse and put her in back with Epona. Mother, Father, help me get her inside." With the help of his father, he laid the stranger on the bed in the guestroom.
"I'll bandage that shoulder and put her in one of my old nightgowns now get out of this room this instant you two perverts."
"Perverts? Why I must say I'm deeply hurt. How could you even think I would look at anyone but you?" Link's father said, fluttering his eyelashes.
"Yes, yes now shoo, the lot of you!"
Link ran his hand through his rumpled hair as he paced back and forth across the rug that lay at the bottom of the stairs. When he had first set his eyes on the maiden lying helpless upstairs right at this very moment, his heart had begun to beat uncontrollably. His breathing grew heavy under no choice of his own. He now knew what all those books were talking about. Love at first sight was real but now it might be destroyed just because he wasn't quick enough to the draw. Link let out a frustrated moan as he thought about the girl. How her blood had stained the black robe she wore and how her golden hair had been covered in a crimson substance. How her delicate face was so pale in his arms.
"Stop pacing! You'll run a hole through my rug!"
"Mother! How is she? Is she all right? I she awake?"
"The bleeding has stopped and she should be fine. What she needs now is rest though so leave the dear child to her sleep, will you?" his mother replied, laying her hand against her son's cheek.
"She's really okay?"
"Yes, she's really okay. She's going to be fine. I dare say she's quite the fighter. I did see that Moblin outside you know." She replied, a small smile brightening her tired face.
She looked so frail lying in the bed. Her breathing was very faint but it was now steady. Her face seemed so pale and her brow was furrowed as if she were troubled. 'But who would bother such a fair creature? Why would anyone want to harm her?' Link thought to himself as he brought the covers up to cover her thin arms. Link was a bit of silver flash in the corner of his eye and he saw the dagger the girl had wielded to destroy the Moblin lay on the dresser. Its handle was made of gold and it shone almost has brightly as the stranger's hair. There was a pattern of three triangles carved into the gold. It seemed so familiar but he just couldn't place it. 'Well it matters not' Link thought to himself as he gently blew out the candles in the room and closed the door with a soft click. (Imagine chandelier candleholders built into the wall).
Zelda's eyelids felt so heavy. She felt so weak. After a long mental debate, Zelda managed to open her eyes and look around. 'Where am I? Did they find me?' she asked herself. She took a look at her surroundings. There was a dresser on the far side of the room next to the door. Her dagger lay on it. There was a rug on the floor by the bed and a thick quilt lay over her. She was tucked in a bed and she saw her ruined cloak and her other clothes lying in the chair placed at the head of the bed. Her bag of clothing must still be with Ceres. She saw that she was dressed in a white nightgown that reached mid-thigh, the sleeve fell past her wrists and there was purple embroidery around the neck. Her shoulder had been cleaned and bandaged. 'I haven't been found but who would take such kind care of a stranger?' she asked herself. Slowly, the door was opened and the sudden envelopment of light blinded her, and then a figure stepped into the room. Zelda prepared herself for the worst.
"Oh, I'm so glad you're awake. I was worried. You're safe now." A deep voice told her. The tall figure in the doorway cast a shadow over the bed and it was a few minutes before Zelda's eyes adjusted to the light and she saw the figure in her doorway.
Has anyone seen the cool commercial for Zelda: the Wind Waker? It's so cool. You hear a girl voice going (this isn't exact words, just the jest of it) "The winds of Hyrule blow the legend into our midsts of the boy who traveled into dangerous lands and battled the most vile evils all to fulfill his destiny which was to save. me. And you see a figure dressed in a big black cloak and I'm pretty sure it's Zelda. LOL! Isn't that ironic? I had Zelda wearing that in chapter one before I even saw the commercial! Myimato is stealing my ideas! Well, read and review people.
"What do you mean she's gone!" boomed King Harkinian's voice through the once peaceful castle. Servants were running up and down the corridors in search of someone. The princess was discovered missing from her bed early this morning by a chambermaid and now havoc was wreaking its way through the castle. "Zelda Harkinian, you can not do this to me!" the King screamed out the window. "Prince Derrick is arriving in one week and what will happen when he's traveled so far to come across his bride missing!"
"Sire, you must calm yourself. You'll burst a blood vessel by releasing your stress like that, highness." Impa tried to calm the anger driven King. She was shocked to see that he wasn't sad or worried at all, just angered that she would dare disobey him. 'Well I do hope the girl doesn't have to come back to this life. Her father has now proven that he doesn't care. The poor dear, I just hope she's alright.'
"Impa, how could you let this happen? You are supposed to be a member of the Sheikah! How come you didn't stop her?" The king asked in a menacing voice laced with a dark foreboding state of mind.
"Well highness, the Princess sleeps in the East wing and you have me rest in the servants quarters in the North East. I would not have been quick enough to stop it, let alone predict it."
"How dare you talk back to me! I rule this vast land and could have you banished or executed at the snap of my fingers!"
"Sire, if you do not calm down, you'll throw your heart into remission. Come rest, I'll make you some tea." Impa said leading him towards his den.
Link lay awake in his bed until well around midnight. Images of Sara's smiling face shone in his mind. She seemed to care for him but in all reality, he only loved her as much as a brother would but as his younger brother Siler had pointed out, she looked at him as if she were in love. He was eighteen and would have to marry soon. He didn't care for any other girls as strongly as he did towards Serenity but there was no passion. Nothing like the romances his mother had loved in her youth but then again, Link was no Prince. He was as commoner and had never come across royalty.
"Ahhh!' screamed a high voice from outside. He could hear the rushed neighing from a horse and hear metallic clang echo into the air. Someone was in trouble outside. Link rushed out of his bed, tripping on the rug of his room and rushing towards his sword. Grabbing the sword and sheath and quickly taking possession of his shield, he bolted down the stairs but he had already wasted precious time. The sounds of a struggle could no longer be heard outside.
"Hello? Is anyone out there?" Link called into the dark night, his words ringing through the quiet silence. He could see the bloody corpse of a Moblin lying on the ground; it's blood staining the ground a dark crimson color. He saw a figure cloaked in black whirl around to face him and they stared at each other for a moment that seemed like forever but seemed to end far too quickly for Link's liking. A pair of shining eyes stared back at him, the darkness turning black compared to the brightness of those eyes. The figure let out a small gasp and began to fall. Without even thinking, Link rushed forward and caught the figure in his arms. The hood of the cloak fell back and Link then saw the delicate angel lying in his arms. Her skin shone as pale as the moonlight, and her hair cascaded about her shoulders in sparkling golden waves. Her mane of spun gold hair dazzled his vision and her lips were stained a crimson as if she had only eaten berries since she was born, letting the juices color her perfectly shaped mouth. Her horse galloped over to him and whinnied, butting the girl with its head as if trying to wake her from sleep. The mare was the exact opposite of his beloved steed Epona. Instead of being colored like chocolate, she was the same shade as pale cream. The mane was of glistening silver while Epona was a honey gold. She was almost as dazzling as her rider. Then it occurred to him, during his appraisal of the maiden, he just now realized that her shoulder had been sliced and was still bleeding. Link's heart began to thump wildly in his chest, if this beauty died, it would be his fault and letting a creature of such poise and grace die was surely a sin.
"Mother! Father! Siler! Hurry and get out here! There's a maiden out here and she's unconscious and injured!" The humor of the way his family tried to get out of bed seemed to lighten the mood of the situation. Siler had fallen asleep when walking down the steps and had fallen taking their mother with him. When his father had tried to gingerly leap over them, he had tripped and landed on the lot of them. "Siler, take care of her horse and put her in back with Epona. Mother, Father, help me get her inside." With the help of his father, he laid the stranger on the bed in the guestroom.
"I'll bandage that shoulder and put her in one of my old nightgowns now get out of this room this instant you two perverts."
"Perverts? Why I must say I'm deeply hurt. How could you even think I would look at anyone but you?" Link's father said, fluttering his eyelashes.
"Yes, yes now shoo, the lot of you!"
Link ran his hand through his rumpled hair as he paced back and forth across the rug that lay at the bottom of the stairs. When he had first set his eyes on the maiden lying helpless upstairs right at this very moment, his heart had begun to beat uncontrollably. His breathing grew heavy under no choice of his own. He now knew what all those books were talking about. Love at first sight was real but now it might be destroyed just because he wasn't quick enough to the draw. Link let out a frustrated moan as he thought about the girl. How her blood had stained the black robe she wore and how her golden hair had been covered in a crimson substance. How her delicate face was so pale in his arms.
"Stop pacing! You'll run a hole through my rug!"
"Mother! How is she? Is she all right? I she awake?"
"The bleeding has stopped and she should be fine. What she needs now is rest though so leave the dear child to her sleep, will you?" his mother replied, laying her hand against her son's cheek.
"She's really okay?"
"Yes, she's really okay. She's going to be fine. I dare say she's quite the fighter. I did see that Moblin outside you know." She replied, a small smile brightening her tired face.
She looked so frail lying in the bed. Her breathing was very faint but it was now steady. Her face seemed so pale and her brow was furrowed as if she were troubled. 'But who would bother such a fair creature? Why would anyone want to harm her?' Link thought to himself as he brought the covers up to cover her thin arms. Link was a bit of silver flash in the corner of his eye and he saw the dagger the girl had wielded to destroy the Moblin lay on the dresser. Its handle was made of gold and it shone almost has brightly as the stranger's hair. There was a pattern of three triangles carved into the gold. It seemed so familiar but he just couldn't place it. 'Well it matters not' Link thought to himself as he gently blew out the candles in the room and closed the door with a soft click. (Imagine chandelier candleholders built into the wall).
Zelda's eyelids felt so heavy. She felt so weak. After a long mental debate, Zelda managed to open her eyes and look around. 'Where am I? Did they find me?' she asked herself. She took a look at her surroundings. There was a dresser on the far side of the room next to the door. Her dagger lay on it. There was a rug on the floor by the bed and a thick quilt lay over her. She was tucked in a bed and she saw her ruined cloak and her other clothes lying in the chair placed at the head of the bed. Her bag of clothing must still be with Ceres. She saw that she was dressed in a white nightgown that reached mid-thigh, the sleeve fell past her wrists and there was purple embroidery around the neck. Her shoulder had been cleaned and bandaged. 'I haven't been found but who would take such kind care of a stranger?' she asked herself. Slowly, the door was opened and the sudden envelopment of light blinded her, and then a figure stepped into the room. Zelda prepared herself for the worst.
"Oh, I'm so glad you're awake. I was worried. You're safe now." A deep voice told her. The tall figure in the doorway cast a shadow over the bed and it was a few minutes before Zelda's eyes adjusted to the light and she saw the figure in her doorway.
Has anyone seen the cool commercial for Zelda: the Wind Waker? It's so cool. You hear a girl voice going (this isn't exact words, just the jest of it) "The winds of Hyrule blow the legend into our midsts of the boy who traveled into dangerous lands and battled the most vile evils all to fulfill his destiny which was to save. me. And you see a figure dressed in a big black cloak and I'm pretty sure it's Zelda. LOL! Isn't that ironic? I had Zelda wearing that in chapter one before I even saw the commercial! Myimato is stealing my ideas! Well, read and review people.
