"More wine, Sire?"
"No, thanks," Link said. He pushed his empty plate away and sat back in his chair. He gazed across the table at Zelda. She was beautiful, but she could hardly outdo the gorgeous redheaded woman floating through his mind
How could she have gotten so incredibly beautiful? Link thought to himself. How is Zelda still supposed to be the most beautiful woman in Hyrule? How could they not notice Malon?!
"Link? Link?"
Link looked up at Zelda. "Yeah?"
"Are you okay? You seem.distant."
"Oh, no.I'm fine, Ma-uh, Zelda. I'll be back."
He jumped up and made his way to the master bedchamber and collapsed on the bed. Staring at the ceiling, he felt a pang of guilt come shudder through him. He was a married man. Married and in love. These feelings weren't fair to Zelda.
"Link?"
Zelda crept into the room and sat next to her husband on the bed.
"Are you alright? You've been unusually quiet since this morning. What's wrong?"
Link looked into her concerned, blue eyes. He reached up and she snuggled into his arms.
"I'm.fine," he said, figuring it wasn't really a lie. "Just tired." Also not a lie.
"Okay, that's good," Zelda replied, kissing him briefly on the lips, "because we have plans tomorrow."
"Do we?"
"We do. The milkman, Talon, has fallen extremely ill. His daughter's been left with the duties of their ranch. Since he's been servicing Hyrule for years, I think it's only right if we go and make a visit."
Link's heart skipped a beat. He couldn't possibly.
"Uh.no, I'll stay."
"What?" The concerned look returned. "But, you must! It would be so rude if you didn't!"
She was right. He had to go. "Alright, I'm sorry."
"Good.and that's quite alright, my dear. I just wish you'd tell me what's wrong because now I know something's the matter."
She kissed him again, longer this time and therefore filling with more guilt then before. She broke it gently and left the room.
"No, thanks," Link said. He pushed his empty plate away and sat back in his chair. He gazed across the table at Zelda. She was beautiful, but she could hardly outdo the gorgeous redheaded woman floating through his mind
How could she have gotten so incredibly beautiful? Link thought to himself. How is Zelda still supposed to be the most beautiful woman in Hyrule? How could they not notice Malon?!
"Link? Link?"
Link looked up at Zelda. "Yeah?"
"Are you okay? You seem.distant."
"Oh, no.I'm fine, Ma-uh, Zelda. I'll be back."
He jumped up and made his way to the master bedchamber and collapsed on the bed. Staring at the ceiling, he felt a pang of guilt come shudder through him. He was a married man. Married and in love. These feelings weren't fair to Zelda.
"Link?"
Zelda crept into the room and sat next to her husband on the bed.
"Are you alright? You've been unusually quiet since this morning. What's wrong?"
Link looked into her concerned, blue eyes. He reached up and she snuggled into his arms.
"I'm.fine," he said, figuring it wasn't really a lie. "Just tired." Also not a lie.
"Okay, that's good," Zelda replied, kissing him briefly on the lips, "because we have plans tomorrow."
"Do we?"
"We do. The milkman, Talon, has fallen extremely ill. His daughter's been left with the duties of their ranch. Since he's been servicing Hyrule for years, I think it's only right if we go and make a visit."
Link's heart skipped a beat. He couldn't possibly.
"Uh.no, I'll stay."
"What?" The concerned look returned. "But, you must! It would be so rude if you didn't!"
She was right. He had to go. "Alright, I'm sorry."
"Good.and that's quite alright, my dear. I just wish you'd tell me what's wrong because now I know something's the matter."
She kissed him again, longer this time and therefore filling with more guilt then before. She broke it gently and left the room.