On Sunday, everyone who had been invited to Link's funeral showed up.
Shortly before it was to begin, a weeping Malon took a seat to the crying
Saria.
"I knew he shouldn't have gotten mixed up with her!" Malon cried. "He should've just stayed with me,and everything would be fine!"
"Well he did, all right?" Saria shot back, now having had befriended Zelda. "And besides--"
But Saria stopped talking when Impa stepped up to the podium. This worked out convientently, because she hadn't known how she was going to finish the sentence anyway.
"Friends and associates," Impa said, addressing the crowd. "It is to my deepest sorrow..."
Impa's speech didn't last very long. After her came King Harkinian, who told the stunned crowd about his vision, which started it all.
"I can't belive he's dead," Conner whispered, trying not to let even the tiniest tear fall.
"Neither can I," cried Mario, whose cheeks were very wet. Brian and Roy said nothing, afraid they would cry if they did.
King Harkininan stepped down, and a few people started whispering to each other quietly. Zelda now stepped up, making everyone silent.
The princess gazed around at them all before she spoke. "Link...was almost perfect. It would be very easy for me to say that Link WAS perfect, but...nobody is."
Zelda's was the one speech that made Conner release a steady stream of tears.
"Then she did love him," Brian whispered.
"And we were just joking about it," Roy sighed.
The princess' voice was cracking more often, and her body was shaking. However, only King Harkinian and Impa (seated behind her) could tell she was.
"It would be very hard to live without Link," Zelda whispered.
"What does she mean 'would be'?" Impa muttered to the King. Everyone simply assumed that she had made a grammatical mistake.
As she talked, Zelda started fingering something no one else could see. She lifted her arm behind the podium, her heart beating faster than it ever had before.
Then Impa saw it: A flash of light from the sun reflected onto something metal. Imipa's eyes widened and she leapt towards the princess, seeing a dagger.
"ZELDA, NO!" Impa cried. She was seconds too late.
The crowd sat there, stunned. No one spoke. No one moved. It seemed as though no one even breathed.
Princess Zelda had killed herself.
~THE END~
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Author's Note:
I don't know what everyone was expecting, but that's the ending to this story. Sorry if it got gruesome or anything, but I told it how life is--not always perfect. But look for more stories from me.
"I knew he shouldn't have gotten mixed up with her!" Malon cried. "He should've just stayed with me,and everything would be fine!"
"Well he did, all right?" Saria shot back, now having had befriended Zelda. "And besides--"
But Saria stopped talking when Impa stepped up to the podium. This worked out convientently, because she hadn't known how she was going to finish the sentence anyway.
"Friends and associates," Impa said, addressing the crowd. "It is to my deepest sorrow..."
Impa's speech didn't last very long. After her came King Harkinian, who told the stunned crowd about his vision, which started it all.
"I can't belive he's dead," Conner whispered, trying not to let even the tiniest tear fall.
"Neither can I," cried Mario, whose cheeks were very wet. Brian and Roy said nothing, afraid they would cry if they did.
King Harkininan stepped down, and a few people started whispering to each other quietly. Zelda now stepped up, making everyone silent.
The princess gazed around at them all before she spoke. "Link...was almost perfect. It would be very easy for me to say that Link WAS perfect, but...nobody is."
Zelda's was the one speech that made Conner release a steady stream of tears.
"Then she did love him," Brian whispered.
"And we were just joking about it," Roy sighed.
The princess' voice was cracking more often, and her body was shaking. However, only King Harkinian and Impa (seated behind her) could tell she was.
"It would be very hard to live without Link," Zelda whispered.
"What does she mean 'would be'?" Impa muttered to the King. Everyone simply assumed that she had made a grammatical mistake.
As she talked, Zelda started fingering something no one else could see. She lifted her arm behind the podium, her heart beating faster than it ever had before.
Then Impa saw it: A flash of light from the sun reflected onto something metal. Imipa's eyes widened and she leapt towards the princess, seeing a dagger.
"ZELDA, NO!" Impa cried. She was seconds too late.
The crowd sat there, stunned. No one spoke. No one moved. It seemed as though no one even breathed.
Princess Zelda had killed herself.
~THE END~
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Author's Note:
I don't know what everyone was expecting, but that's the ending to this story. Sorry if it got gruesome or anything, but I told it how life is--not always perfect. But look for more stories from me.