Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!!!!!!!!!!!!! I introduce a character I made up
in this chapter! He's based on this guy that me, Melissa, and Anna
(PMSUPSsparklymarshmallow) can't stand! * CoughsMadisoncoughs* Sorry, I
have a really bad cold. Anyway, I tried to come up with stupidest name
possible. Oh yeah, this chapter also explains why Impa and Zelda's dad were
fighting in the beginning of the story. Hope you like it!
Chapter 4
Lord Spartel (A/N: Stupid enough?) leaned back into the seat of his carriage. A piece of paper and a small picture lay at his feet. He was feeling extremely pleased with himself at the moment. He had been recently betrothed to the daughter of Lord Harkinian, the beautiful Zelda. He grinned to himself, imagining the possibilities. He picked up the portrait to examine it again. Yes, there were lots of possibilities.
Suddenly, Spartel was thrown forward as the carriage came to an abrupt halt. Letting out a stream of swear words, Spartel leaned his head out the window.
"WHAT is going on out there?!"
The driver didn't respond.
A few of his guard came up to the carriage door.
"Sir.look."
Spartel climbed out of the carriage to see what had stopped his progress. In front of him there was what appeared to be a large pile of rubble.
"What is that?" he asked in a repulsed voice.
One of his guards gulped. "That appears to be the home Lord Harkinian."
"WHAT?!" Spartel spun around. "It can't be! Where is the Lady Zelda?!"
The guard gulped again. " We don't know, sir."
"Find her!" roared Spartel. He wasn't going to come all this way just empty- handed. His very social status depended on finding Zelda. He walked over to the edge of the hill. You could see the town from here. That's when an idea struck him. " Follow me men. I have an idea where the Lady Zelda might be."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Link wove his way through crowds of people in the marketplace. It was around noon, which made it very hot. He was on his way home from the temple. He went there every day to pray for his real parents, whether they be alive or dead. Sitting down on the edge of a fountain, Link let out a sigh. He had a new excuse now, to get away from Zelda. Not that he didn't want to be around her, or found her annoying. It was quite the opposite, actually. He didn't want to get to attached to her, which, he felt, was far too late. He ran his fingers through his hair in frustration. He had just realized how badly he wanted Zelda. But she could never return his feelings. She was independent, and probably of high status. Besides, he thought dully, he would probably never work enough courage to tell her.
There were voices coming from nearby. Link jumped up. He didn't feel like being noticed at the moment. Sliding behind a building Link watched the two people walking down the street. One was fancily dressed with brown hair, who appeared to be interrogating a shopkeeper.
Link, who could have sworn he had heard the name " Zelda" in the conversation, listened hard to what the brown-haired man was saying.
" You see, Zelda is my soon to be fiancé. Are you sure you've seen her?"
"Yes, once or twice in the marketplace," the shopkeeper replied.
Link felt a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach. Things had just gone from bad to worse.
Ooooooh, that chapter was longer. And to the readers who are wondering where Malon was, her tyranny will begin in the next chapter. Review please!
Chapter 4
Lord Spartel (A/N: Stupid enough?) leaned back into the seat of his carriage. A piece of paper and a small picture lay at his feet. He was feeling extremely pleased with himself at the moment. He had been recently betrothed to the daughter of Lord Harkinian, the beautiful Zelda. He grinned to himself, imagining the possibilities. He picked up the portrait to examine it again. Yes, there were lots of possibilities.
Suddenly, Spartel was thrown forward as the carriage came to an abrupt halt. Letting out a stream of swear words, Spartel leaned his head out the window.
"WHAT is going on out there?!"
The driver didn't respond.
A few of his guard came up to the carriage door.
"Sir.look."
Spartel climbed out of the carriage to see what had stopped his progress. In front of him there was what appeared to be a large pile of rubble.
"What is that?" he asked in a repulsed voice.
One of his guards gulped. "That appears to be the home Lord Harkinian."
"WHAT?!" Spartel spun around. "It can't be! Where is the Lady Zelda?!"
The guard gulped again. " We don't know, sir."
"Find her!" roared Spartel. He wasn't going to come all this way just empty- handed. His very social status depended on finding Zelda. He walked over to the edge of the hill. You could see the town from here. That's when an idea struck him. " Follow me men. I have an idea where the Lady Zelda might be."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Link wove his way through crowds of people in the marketplace. It was around noon, which made it very hot. He was on his way home from the temple. He went there every day to pray for his real parents, whether they be alive or dead. Sitting down on the edge of a fountain, Link let out a sigh. He had a new excuse now, to get away from Zelda. Not that he didn't want to be around her, or found her annoying. It was quite the opposite, actually. He didn't want to get to attached to her, which, he felt, was far too late. He ran his fingers through his hair in frustration. He had just realized how badly he wanted Zelda. But she could never return his feelings. She was independent, and probably of high status. Besides, he thought dully, he would probably never work enough courage to tell her.
There were voices coming from nearby. Link jumped up. He didn't feel like being noticed at the moment. Sliding behind a building Link watched the two people walking down the street. One was fancily dressed with brown hair, who appeared to be interrogating a shopkeeper.
Link, who could have sworn he had heard the name " Zelda" in the conversation, listened hard to what the brown-haired man was saying.
" You see, Zelda is my soon to be fiancé. Are you sure you've seen her?"
"Yes, once or twice in the marketplace," the shopkeeper replied.
Link felt a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach. Things had just gone from bad to worse.
Ooooooh, that chapter was longer. And to the readers who are wondering where Malon was, her tyranny will begin in the next chapter. Review please!