The Princess of Destiny
A Fanfic by Kaori-chan
"I wouldn't know where to start," The King stammered.
"At the beginning, of course." I stared down at him calmly, waiting for an answer. Slowly, my Father got back on his feet and sat down on the bottom step of the staircase leading to the dais the throne sat on, motioning for me to join him as he did so. Instead, Impa and I remained standing and simply came closer to the stairs.
"It was so long ago," he said almost to himself in a rather shaky voice. "I guess I had tried to shut it out of my mind. But this is what happened, as well as I can remember it."
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"You were just a baby when it first started. I knew the Hylian people didn't need to know your real.. Heritage...but your mother disagreed. She said they had a right to know the truth, but I didn't listen to her. Our argument over this continued for many years, but we both refused to budge.
"Meanwhile, your mother was moving back and forth between the castle and Kakariko due to increased threats to those Sheikah. She was also training some misfit she had picked up, the great warrior you know as Impa.
"Anyways, a couple days before the..incident..took place, we had had our biggest blow-out yet. We had been dealing with many other problems as well, some of which were the Gerudo, this supposed threat to the Triforce, and other...issues that I won't go into right now. She left, and was killed because she refused to see what I knew to be the truth the whole time."
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All I could do was stare. Did he think this pathetic excuse for an explanation would do? Was he really this enveloped in his own ego, even after all this? His first sentence had sounded legitimate, but he was a King, when all was said and done. He recovered quickly, even I had to give him that. I chuckled softly to myself.
"What's so funny?" He demanded. Clearly the recovery of his wits and his ego was complete. It was as if five minutes ago had never happened.
"Are you really that oblivious to what's going on around you?" I demanded as my voice went colder and colder. "Or am I just so stupid and naïve that there's no possible way I could understand?"
Silence. He just stared, as if he was thinking of something deep in his mind. That is, if creatures such as him were even capable of thinking.
"Well?" I demanded. "Aren't you even going to answer me?"
Silence.
Wait, what was that? Something felt...wrong..
Silence.
Yes, there it was again! Something was coming..
"WELL? What do you have to say for yourself?"
Silence.
Closer now..some kind of urgency seemed to steal about the room and hang there, menacing and oppressing.
A thought came to mind.
"Run!" a little thought, barely there, awoke in my head.
What? I could barely hear it...
"RUN!" It insisted, louder this time.
"Zelda." Impa said softly at my side.
"Hmm?" It was then that I once more became aware of the room, and Impa right next to me.
I looked up at her. For the first time I had ever seen, and probably for the first time in her life, the Great Impa was absolutely terrified.
"I wouldn't know where to start," The King stammered.
"At the beginning, of course." I stared down at him calmly, waiting for an answer. Slowly, my Father got back on his feet and sat down on the bottom step of the staircase leading to the dais the throne sat on, motioning for me to join him as he did so. Instead, Impa and I remained standing and simply came closer to the stairs.
"It was so long ago," he said almost to himself in a rather shaky voice. "I guess I had tried to shut it out of my mind. But this is what happened, as well as I can remember it."
* * * * * * *
"You were just a baby when it first started. I knew the Hylian people didn't need to know your real.. Heritage...but your mother disagreed. She said they had a right to know the truth, but I didn't listen to her. Our argument over this continued for many years, but we both refused to budge.
"Meanwhile, your mother was moving back and forth between the castle and Kakariko due to increased threats to those Sheikah. She was also training some misfit she had picked up, the great warrior you know as Impa.
"Anyways, a couple days before the..incident..took place, we had had our biggest blow-out yet. We had been dealing with many other problems as well, some of which were the Gerudo, this supposed threat to the Triforce, and other...issues that I won't go into right now. She left, and was killed because she refused to see what I knew to be the truth the whole time."
* * * * * * *
All I could do was stare. Did he think this pathetic excuse for an explanation would do? Was he really this enveloped in his own ego, even after all this? His first sentence had sounded legitimate, but he was a King, when all was said and done. He recovered quickly, even I had to give him that. I chuckled softly to myself.
"What's so funny?" He demanded. Clearly the recovery of his wits and his ego was complete. It was as if five minutes ago had never happened.
"Are you really that oblivious to what's going on around you?" I demanded as my voice went colder and colder. "Or am I just so stupid and naïve that there's no possible way I could understand?"
Silence. He just stared, as if he was thinking of something deep in his mind. That is, if creatures such as him were even capable of thinking.
"Well?" I demanded. "Aren't you even going to answer me?"
Silence.
Wait, what was that? Something felt...wrong..
Silence.
Yes, there it was again! Something was coming..
"WELL? What do you have to say for yourself?"
Silence.
Closer now..some kind of urgency seemed to steal about the room and hang there, menacing and oppressing.
A thought came to mind.
"Run!" a little thought, barely there, awoke in my head.
What? I could barely hear it...
"RUN!" It insisted, louder this time.
"Zelda." Impa said softly at my side.
"Hmm?" It was then that I once more became aware of the room, and Impa right next to me.
I looked up at her. For the first time I had ever seen, and probably for the first time in her life, the Great Impa was absolutely terrified.