The Princess of Destiny
A FanFic by Sheik
Um……yeah. Go to the earlier chapters. There ya go.
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Night. The one time I could get away from the pressures of the daily world: at night there were no court visits, no "princess duties", no lessons in politics, history, language, diplomacy, or anything else. Night was my one escape. It was also the home of my darkest fear.
No, I'm not afraid of the dark. But I am afraid of one thing: the dream. The dream I get each night in horrible growing detail: the closer that time comes, the clearer the vision. I try to stay up all night (the dream can't come if I'm not asleep), but that doesn't work. The Sheikah have been known to be able to stay awake for long amounts of time, but I'm only half Sheikah, and my skills are underdeveloped.
So now I sit here, waiting. Waiting for the dawn, waiting for Impa to come in at the usual time and tell me to go to sleep, waiting for the hope that comes with dawn. Hope, yet my hope comes also with despair. For with each day that dawns bright, cheerful, and full of hope comes another less day until my beloved Hyrule is destroyed.
I sat there, watching the StalChildren roam the expanse of Hyrule field. They seemed to be chasing something. What? And so my mind wandered, waiting for answers to come with the dawn.
"Zelda, not again! Please, go to sleep."
Impa emerged from the closet. She had evidently taken the secret passage to come check on me.
"How in Hyrule am I supposed to sleep on THAT?!"
I gestured to my bed, now just a lumpy mountain of blankets, sheets, and pillows.
"I don't know, but it's better than sitting up all night."
Impa smiled.
"You know," she said, "This is the longest you've ever stayed awake. You're coming along. I wonder if all this 'practice' is what's doing it."
"I don't feel tired…" I mused. "Maybe that's it!"
"You've released some things recently that you'd been keeping for some time. Maybe that has something to do with it."
"Maybe."
"Come on. I have something to show you."
Impa stepped back into the closet and produced a heavy robe from within.
"Just because it's the middle of the night doesn't mean that you can walk around with your underthings showing," she said as I slid into the brocade robe and secured the fastenings.
Impa took my hand and led me out of my room through the secret passage. We walked for what seemed like a long time, following various twists and turns in the series of passages that connected to every room in the castle. I didn't see any Sheikah, but I knew they were there.
"This way."
Impa led me up a spiraling flight of stairs that seemed to go on for some time. Finally, as we reached the top, she opened a door and led me out onto a landing. I gasped.
We were on top of a tower with nothing but the sky above us, and nothing but a low parapet keeping someone from falling off the edge. But what caught my attention were the stars. They were clearer than I could imagine, brighter than the glitter of crystal in the candlelight, and sharper than the sharpest diamond.
We stood like this for some time, out in the middle of that tower, gazing at the stars. "Narÿdwe," I mumbled: the Sheikan word for "star".
"What did you say?!" Impa gasped.
"Narÿdwe," I repeated.
"Where did you learn that?!"
"I didn't even know I knew it. Mother must have spoken in Sheikan a lot when I was little, and I subconsciously picked it up from her. Isn't that how babies learn to talk?"
"Yes, but…"
"But what?"
"Oh, no."
"What? What is it? Impa, you're making no sense!"
"Get down!"
With that Impa shoved me down onto the floor of the tower. She crept to the edge of the parapet and signaled for me to do likewise.
"What is it?" I whispered.
"That."
Impa pointed to the drawbridge that leads out into Hyrule field. There, sneaking around the guardhouse, were two Gerudo thieves!
"What are THEY doing here?!" I asked.
"Scouting."
"What?!"
"They're checking the area, spying, making sure everything is ready. Ganondorf is planning something. I know it."
"Do you think…..?"
"Possibly. I think your dream is about to come true."
A FanFic by Sheik
Um……yeah. Go to the earlier chapters. There ya go.
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Night. The one time I could get away from the pressures of the daily world: at night there were no court visits, no "princess duties", no lessons in politics, history, language, diplomacy, or anything else. Night was my one escape. It was also the home of my darkest fear.
No, I'm not afraid of the dark. But I am afraid of one thing: the dream. The dream I get each night in horrible growing detail: the closer that time comes, the clearer the vision. I try to stay up all night (the dream can't come if I'm not asleep), but that doesn't work. The Sheikah have been known to be able to stay awake for long amounts of time, but I'm only half Sheikah, and my skills are underdeveloped.
So now I sit here, waiting. Waiting for the dawn, waiting for Impa to come in at the usual time and tell me to go to sleep, waiting for the hope that comes with dawn. Hope, yet my hope comes also with despair. For with each day that dawns bright, cheerful, and full of hope comes another less day until my beloved Hyrule is destroyed.
I sat there, watching the StalChildren roam the expanse of Hyrule field. They seemed to be chasing something. What? And so my mind wandered, waiting for answers to come with the dawn.
"Zelda, not again! Please, go to sleep."
Impa emerged from the closet. She had evidently taken the secret passage to come check on me.
"How in Hyrule am I supposed to sleep on THAT?!"
I gestured to my bed, now just a lumpy mountain of blankets, sheets, and pillows.
"I don't know, but it's better than sitting up all night."
Impa smiled.
"You know," she said, "This is the longest you've ever stayed awake. You're coming along. I wonder if all this 'practice' is what's doing it."
"I don't feel tired…" I mused. "Maybe that's it!"
"You've released some things recently that you'd been keeping for some time. Maybe that has something to do with it."
"Maybe."
"Come on. I have something to show you."
Impa stepped back into the closet and produced a heavy robe from within.
"Just because it's the middle of the night doesn't mean that you can walk around with your underthings showing," she said as I slid into the brocade robe and secured the fastenings.
Impa took my hand and led me out of my room through the secret passage. We walked for what seemed like a long time, following various twists and turns in the series of passages that connected to every room in the castle. I didn't see any Sheikah, but I knew they were there.
"This way."
Impa led me up a spiraling flight of stairs that seemed to go on for some time. Finally, as we reached the top, she opened a door and led me out onto a landing. I gasped.
We were on top of a tower with nothing but the sky above us, and nothing but a low parapet keeping someone from falling off the edge. But what caught my attention were the stars. They were clearer than I could imagine, brighter than the glitter of crystal in the candlelight, and sharper than the sharpest diamond.
We stood like this for some time, out in the middle of that tower, gazing at the stars. "Narÿdwe," I mumbled: the Sheikan word for "star".
"What did you say?!" Impa gasped.
"Narÿdwe," I repeated.
"Where did you learn that?!"
"I didn't even know I knew it. Mother must have spoken in Sheikan a lot when I was little, and I subconsciously picked it up from her. Isn't that how babies learn to talk?"
"Yes, but…"
"But what?"
"Oh, no."
"What? What is it? Impa, you're making no sense!"
"Get down!"
With that Impa shoved me down onto the floor of the tower. She crept to the edge of the parapet and signaled for me to do likewise.
"What is it?" I whispered.
"That."
Impa pointed to the drawbridge that leads out into Hyrule field. There, sneaking around the guardhouse, were two Gerudo thieves!
"What are THEY doing here?!" I asked.
"Scouting."
"What?!"
"They're checking the area, spying, making sure everything is ready. Ganondorf is planning something. I know it."
"Do you think…..?"
"Possibly. I think your dream is about to come true."