The Princess of Destiny
A Fanfic by Sheik
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I didn't understand. She had left my father? But why?
"Come on, Zelda," said Impa shortly, leading me by the hand so quickly that I was tripping slightly over my own feet trying to keep up. "It's time we had a little chat with your father." She began leading me up the stairs.
"But the throne room is that way!" I contradicted, pointing down the corridor leading to the huge gilded doors that opened onto the room that was almost sacred to the Hylian People.
"Well you're certainly not going to talk to your father in THAT," Impa said playfully as she stopped and pointed to my robe.
We both laughed and continued the rest of the walk to my room in silence. We took the main ways this time, and took great sport in watching the reactions of the people in the hallways to the Princess walking around in nothing but a nightgown and a robe escorted by a seven-foot tall Sheikah in full armament.
When we finally reached my room, I ducked into the closet and found my usual pink and purple gown.
"No, not that one," said Impa. "This one."
She held out a box wrapped in brown paper, which I took.
"What's this?" I asked.
"It's something that we can use to our advantage. Your mother had one just like it."
"Huh?"
I opened the box and looked inside. There were three or four objects wrapped in white paper.
"They sure packaged it well," I mused.
"Of course they did. Look at this."
Impa opened one of the parcels to reveal a beautiful golden circlet with a single ruby set in the middle. Intricate, shining, and gilded with gold, I admired its beautiful, perfectly round shape.
(A/N: This is NOT the one we see Zelda wearing as an adult in OoT. When I say circlet, I MEAN circlet. If you don't know what that is, e-mail me or go look it up.)
"Your mother always wore this circlet," Impa said fondly. "And this outfit was what she wore most often. She always said it was very comfortable."
As she talked, Impa unwrapped all of the packages inside the box. There was a plain Hylian blouse, like the traditional ones that many of the Hylian women wore, except that this one was made of a beautiful, soft fabric and was perfectly white.
Next came a long, dark blue skirt bordered with a golden design on the hem. It was a very soft, rich fabric that rustled softly in the most delightful way. It had many folds and tucks in it that made it sweep with every movement.
After that came a heavy cloak in the deepest red and lined with an even darker red. It hung around the shoulders with no sleeves, but it swept all the way to the ground and was fastened by a beautiful golden brooch. It was bordered around the hood and every hem (including the ones in the opening in the front) with that same beautiful design as was on the skirt.
Impa handed me the skirt and blouse.
"Put these on," she said, "And hurry."
I did as she said, and as I did I listened intently to what Impa had to say.
"Your father is getting suspicious of you," she was saying, "The guard at the entrance to the Death Mountain Trail has reporting admitting a young boy in green onto the trail because he had a signed letter of permission from you.
"Also, Brother Darunia said he gave the Spiritual Stone of Fire to his new Sworn Brother, a young boy who matches Link's description perfectly.
"That's not all," she said in response to my exclamation of surprise. "Princess Ruto of the Zora says that she became engaged to that same boy by giving him the Spiritual Stone of Water, which she claims had such great importance to him that he carried her all the way through the digestive system of the Zoras' patron Deity, Lord Jabu-Jabu.
"I knew from the day I met him seven years ago that there was something special about that boy.."
"Wait a minute!" I exclaimed. "Seven years? You just met him a few days ago!"
"Not quite," said Impa. "I met Link and his mother shortly after your mother died. The Gerudo wanted her and her son, so I told her to flee into the forest and plea to the Deku Tree for the safety of Link, and herself."
"Wow.. So you're responsible for Link actually having been able to meet me!"
"In a way, yes. I suppose you could say that. Are you finished?"
"Yes," I replied obediently as I slid out of the closet. "What do you think?"
Impa stood there with the strangest look in her eyes. A single tear slid down her cheek. Then, quite suddenly, she fell to her knees and caught me up in the biggest hug I could imagine.
"Oh, Zelda! You look just like her!" She said proudly. "Come see."
She led me to a mirror and had me stand in front of it. I gasped. There, standing behind me and beside Impa in that mirror was my mother herself:
QUEEN SHIRA OF HYRULE.
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I didn't understand. She had left my father? But why?
"Come on, Zelda," said Impa shortly, leading me by the hand so quickly that I was tripping slightly over my own feet trying to keep up. "It's time we had a little chat with your father." She began leading me up the stairs.
"But the throne room is that way!" I contradicted, pointing down the corridor leading to the huge gilded doors that opened onto the room that was almost sacred to the Hylian People.
"Well you're certainly not going to talk to your father in THAT," Impa said playfully as she stopped and pointed to my robe.
We both laughed and continued the rest of the walk to my room in silence. We took the main ways this time, and took great sport in watching the reactions of the people in the hallways to the Princess walking around in nothing but a nightgown and a robe escorted by a seven-foot tall Sheikah in full armament.
When we finally reached my room, I ducked into the closet and found my usual pink and purple gown.
"No, not that one," said Impa. "This one."
She held out a box wrapped in brown paper, which I took.
"What's this?" I asked.
"It's something that we can use to our advantage. Your mother had one just like it."
"Huh?"
I opened the box and looked inside. There were three or four objects wrapped in white paper.
"They sure packaged it well," I mused.
"Of course they did. Look at this."
Impa opened one of the parcels to reveal a beautiful golden circlet with a single ruby set in the middle. Intricate, shining, and gilded with gold, I admired its beautiful, perfectly round shape.
(A/N: This is NOT the one we see Zelda wearing as an adult in OoT. When I say circlet, I MEAN circlet. If you don't know what that is, e-mail me or go look it up.)
"Your mother always wore this circlet," Impa said fondly. "And this outfit was what she wore most often. She always said it was very comfortable."
As she talked, Impa unwrapped all of the packages inside the box. There was a plain Hylian blouse, like the traditional ones that many of the Hylian women wore, except that this one was made of a beautiful, soft fabric and was perfectly white.
Next came a long, dark blue skirt bordered with a golden design on the hem. It was a very soft, rich fabric that rustled softly in the most delightful way. It had many folds and tucks in it that made it sweep with every movement.
After that came a heavy cloak in the deepest red and lined with an even darker red. It hung around the shoulders with no sleeves, but it swept all the way to the ground and was fastened by a beautiful golden brooch. It was bordered around the hood and every hem (including the ones in the opening in the front) with that same beautiful design as was on the skirt.
Impa handed me the skirt and blouse.
"Put these on," she said, "And hurry."
I did as she said, and as I did I listened intently to what Impa had to say.
"Your father is getting suspicious of you," she was saying, "The guard at the entrance to the Death Mountain Trail has reporting admitting a young boy in green onto the trail because he had a signed letter of permission from you.
"Also, Brother Darunia said he gave the Spiritual Stone of Fire to his new Sworn Brother, a young boy who matches Link's description perfectly.
"That's not all," she said in response to my exclamation of surprise. "Princess Ruto of the Zora says that she became engaged to that same boy by giving him the Spiritual Stone of Water, which she claims had such great importance to him that he carried her all the way through the digestive system of the Zoras' patron Deity, Lord Jabu-Jabu.
"I knew from the day I met him seven years ago that there was something special about that boy.."
"Wait a minute!" I exclaimed. "Seven years? You just met him a few days ago!"
"Not quite," said Impa. "I met Link and his mother shortly after your mother died. The Gerudo wanted her and her son, so I told her to flee into the forest and plea to the Deku Tree for the safety of Link, and herself."
"Wow.. So you're responsible for Link actually having been able to meet me!"
"In a way, yes. I suppose you could say that. Are you finished?"
"Yes," I replied obediently as I slid out of the closet. "What do you think?"
Impa stood there with the strangest look in her eyes. A single tear slid down her cheek. Then, quite suddenly, she fell to her knees and caught me up in the biggest hug I could imagine.
"Oh, Zelda! You look just like her!" She said proudly. "Come see."
She led me to a mirror and had me stand in front of it. I gasped. There, standing behind me and beside Impa in that mirror was my mother herself:
QUEEN SHIRA OF HYRULE.