omg, sry its been so long!!! i've had sooooooooooooooo much hw, school, jazz band, mutual, and no time 2 write b/c my bro's always doing hw on the computer!!! i'm so sry!! not being able 2 update is hurting me more than its hurting u!!

but heres something of a lame chapter....

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Zelda sat alone in her dingy cell, throwing a stone repeatedly against the wall. Never before had she felt such a deep hatred towards Malon. Zelda wanted nothing more right now than to stick a saber down that princess's throat.

She heard footsteps approaching. Seconds later, Roy was flung into the diminutive cell Zelda was occupying, and landed on his face. Frowning, she walked over to him and helped him to his feet.

"Roy, are you all right?" she asked.

"Yeah, I guess I'm okay," he answered. "Marth just threw me in here."

"Erm...yeah, so I gathered. What'd he do it for?"

"I was allegedly reading some of his books, or something else lame like that. He didn't really have the decency to tell me what I was being imprisoned for. I suppose you're in here for something stupid too, aren't you?"

"Yeah," Zelda muttered, blushing a bit, walking over to the opposite wall and sinking down to the floor. She put her hands around her knees and bent her head down in-between them.

"Well, at least we're here together," Roy said hopefully, taking a seat down next to her and smiling weakly.

Zelda, who really couldn't have cared less if Roy had NOT been there, nodded somewhat glumly. Roy, however, saw through it.

"I was hoping it wouldn't have to come to this," Roy muttered.

"To what?" Zelda asked, lifting her head to face him.

"Well, I...to tell you the truth Zel, I saw you and Prince Link on Christmas day in th-the library..."

"You mean you were spying on us?!" Zelda shouted, shocked and scandalized that Roy would do such a thing.

"No, no, I wasn't spying," Roy said hastily. "The door had been left open, and I couldn't help but see it." He sighed from annoyance and sadness. "You love him, don't you, Zelda?"

Zelda felt she had the right to give him some sort of sarcastic comment, but instead merely murmured, "Yes. More than anything. But is that what you regretted to tell me? That you saw...us?"

"I'm afraid it's more than that," Roy whispered. "Just last night, I saw Prince Link and her highness Malon...he...well, first he knelt down and he..." Roy banged his head against the wall. "To make a long story short, he proposed. To Princess Malon."

The servant stared at Roy. What he was saying didn't make any sense. "But how... how could he..." Zelda was shaking terribly, and wasn't able to piece a sentence together.

"Of course, the princess asked about you and him," Roy continued. "But he seemed to shrug you off as nothing. Apparently he was attempting to make her jealous of the two of you...I'd say it worked."

Zelda's face became very blank. "Roy, this c-can't be!!" she finally managed to stammer. "Link doesn't love Malon; I know he doesn't!" She started to choke on her tears. "He might love someone other than me, but I know that not in a million years would he be able to love Malon!!"

"My eyes don't lie," Roy said. "I hated having to tell you this, but I couldn't simply ignore it like it never happened. I'm really sorry, Zel."

Walking slowly over to a secluded corner, Zelda sank to her knees and began to weep softly. She'd thought that Link was being sincere...and yet it turned out that he was just like Marth.

"I'm sorry," Roy whispered, taking her into an embrace that she didn't shove out of. "You'll be okay..." He kissed her forehead lightly, and she didn't protest.

Knowing it was pointless to try and stop the flowing tears, Zelda leaned into Roy, hugging him tightly. "Th-thanks f-for always being there for me, R-Roy," she said in a whispered sob.

$tarting to cry a bit himself, Roy kissed away Zelda's tears. "I know...just let the tears come out, Zel. It's okay to cry. I'm here for you."

"I know..."

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"You put him down there, right?" Malon asked her brother.

"Yes, I did, stop worrying," Marth sighed. "As soon as you told him what to say, I gave him a little talking-to. He may be your ticket to getting Link into your arms, but he's been giving me loads of trouble lately." The prince gave a small chuckle. "I'm surprised, though, that he agreed to feed Zelda that cock-and-bull story when he cares for her so much, you know?"

"Don't be ridiculous," Malon scoffed. "He'll be glad to get rid of the competition."

"I understand what you mean, I'm just trying to say that maybe he'll feel bad lying to her like that and hurting her so much."

"All that matters now is that Zelda is out of my way," Malon growled. "Do what you want with Roy later." The princess smirked, then motioned for Marth to follow her. "C'mere, there's something I want to show you."

Marth walked over to his sister, and his eyes widened in shock when he saw her open a long, thin box. "It's King George's sword!! How did you manage to lay your hands on it?!"

"Through a bit of persuasion," Malon answered. Marth reached out a hand for it, but she struck him down. The princess slipped on a pair of crimson gloves and picked up the handle. "His fingerprints still remain on the sword. All I need to do is bring this down to the cell, use it on Zelda, and..." She sighed dramatically with a nonchalant shrug. "It will appear as if the King has gone and killed her."

Marth grinned. "You're terrible! You might as well get rid of Roy for me, too, as long as you're going, right?"

Malon shrugged. "If it is what you wish." Smiling devilishly, Malon put the sword back in its sheath, and put in the box.

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"NO!!!" screamed Din, looking down into her sacred pool thing.

"What is it?" asked Farore, gliding up to her sister.

"It's that conniving wench, Malon!" Din roared. "She's gone and told Zelda that Link doesn't love her anymore!!!"

"Oh, NO!!" Farore gasped melodramatically, clapping her hands to her cheeks. "What ARE we going to do?!"

"Something, obviously," Nayru muttered. "Maybe we can do something to Malon that'll make her--"

"SHE WANTS TO GO AND MURDER ZELDA, YOU IDIOT!!!" Din shouted. "THIS IS NOT THE KIND OF PERSON YOU CAN JUST WALK UP TO AND REASON WITH!!! WE'RE OBVIOUSLY TALKING DANGEROUS, BARBAROUS VILLAIN HERE!!!"

"Geez, stop making such an awful din," Farore said.

"Hey, I wasn't named Din for no reason!" Din said back.

As the two goddesses began to bicker, the third thought in deep concentration.

"This'll take more planning then I thought," Nayru commented. "Come sisters, we must tell Impa of all this. And it is crucial that we prevent it, at all costs."

"Tell my mother about what?" came a voice.

The three goddesses twisted around and saw Dylan. The red-headed girl came out from her hiding spot and repeated the question. No response came immediately. "WON'T SOMEONE JUST TELL ME WHAT'S GOING ON!?" she finally erupted.

"You should be more polite when speaking to Goddesses!!" Farore sniffed.

Dylan took a deep breath. "FINE. What is it that you want to tell my mother and that you are so anxious to prevent?"

Nayru looked as if she were about to say something, then silently shut her mouth. "Sorry, that is confidential information. A child of your age might find it too...too, um... you may find it depressing."

"What is that supposed to mean?!" Dylan cried, once again flailing her arms in the air. "I'm already twelve years old!! And if I hadn't been murdered nineteen years ago, I'd be in my thirties!! I'm mature! I can handle it!!"

"If you were mature, you wouldn't be pestering us like this," Din said through gritted teeth. "Please just be a good girl and get Kathryn, Quentin and your mother for us, will you? This is very serious."

"All right, all right, I'm going," Dylan sighed. As soon as she dissapated, Farore nudged Nayru roughly.

"Why didn't we tell her?!"

"It's like I said," Nayru said in a comfortable tone. "I don't want the girl to get too worried. Besides, nothing is definate yet. There's still time to keep Zelda alive..."

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relatively short, i know. but its the best i could do!!! plz review!! and i'm sorry it took so long...DEATH TO MELLIA!!!!!!!!!!