Chapter Eleven
The king kept arranging meetings for Prince Ozorne and Zelda. Ozorne was getting closer to Zelda but Zelda was getting farther away from him. She spent most of her time with Link—mostly drawing out the plans for their escape. One day the king called for a meeting with his daughter in the garden.
Zelda was planning on going riding with Link in the Great Forest, so she put on a riding outfit. She wore a white shirt and breeches, a lavender tunic, and knee-high boots. She quickly pulled her hair into a loose ponytail.
She ran down stairs to the garden and met her father. It was mid-after noon and the sun was bright and the sky was blue. Her father wore a dark-green tunic with a white shirt and breeches and boots. Zelda curtsied to her father. "What did you want to talk about?" she asked.
"It's about you and Link," he began. Zelda grew wide-eyed. Was he going to conceal her away from Link, her one-true love? "I don't want you to see him anymore," the king said.
Tears formed in the back of Zelda's eyes but she held them back. "Why are you doing this?" she asked her father.
"You're spending way to much time with him," her father said. "It's taking you away from what's most important."
"And what's more important?"
"You should be focusing on Ozorne, not some peasant boy."
"I thought you liked Link!" Zelda exclaimed.
"I did but now he's taking you away from the important things in life," her father said.
"Well you can't keep me from seeing Link because I love him," Zelda said and left the garden for the stables. Her father chased after her and caught her. He smacked her across the face. Luckily no one was in the room at the time.
"Don't you ever disobey me again!" he yelled. "Go to your room and don't come out until it's time for supper!"
Zelda placed her hand on her cheek and ran up to her room. While she was running she passed her mother.
"Zelda, what's wrong?" her mother asked. She stopped. Zelda took her hand away from her cheek and turned around to face her mother.
"Why don't you go ask father?!" she said and went on her way. When she got to her room, Zelda slammed her bedroom door and locked it.
The queen had a look of fury in her eyes. She went to search for her husband. She found him in the ballroom just standing there with clenched fists.
"What did you do?!" his wife asked.
"I don't think that is any of your concern," he said coolly. Now the queen was even more upset.
"She's my daughter too and my successor. I think I have the right to know what you did to her," she answered back.
"She needs to learn respect and obedience," the king said trying to keep his voice from yelling. "She will be taking elegance lessons starting tomorrow".
He was about to walk away when he heard the queen say to him "You better not walk away from me my king," she said coolly. "Just because you have the title king does not mean that you have more power than me. I was the chosen successor of my family and you were here just to marry me. You are a prince and not worthy of the title king. So from hence forth you are now reduced to a prince".
Her husband looked at her with fiery eyes. He stomped toward her and grasped her by the arms. He flung her around and slammed her against the wall. "How dare you handle me like this you slave!" she said. He slammed her again. He drew out a knife from his belt and pressed it against her neck.
"I should kill you for your disrespect toward me but instead I will think of a punishment for you," he said as he drew back a little.
"Guards!" he said as he put his knife away. Two guards came bustling in. They had short hair pulled back into ponytails. They wore dark maroon tunics with dark brown boots. From elbow to wrist they wore metal arm- guards. They had silver chest place across their chests and carried swords on their hips. "Take the queen to the tower so I can find a punishment for her. She has committed of treason," he said. They took Zelda's mother by the arms and dragged her off to the tower. The last thing she saw was her husband smile.
During all this, Zelda was in her room weeping on her pillow. Link must think I hate him after not meeting him she thought. I hope he'll come rescue me from my father and this castle that has now become a hellhole.
Zelda heard a tapping at the window. It was Link. She gestured her hand in so he would get the hint. He nodded and opened the window. He stepped in. Zelda sat up on her bed and rubbed the tears away.
"What's wrong?" Link asked with emotion in his voice. She looked away. He walked to the bed and sat down next to Zelda.
"It's my father," she whispered. Link placed his arm around Zelda and held her close. "I hate him. He's making my life a living hell," she said. Link looked her in the face. He saw the slap mark on her cheek and placed his hand on it. She held the comforting hand on her cheek.
"What happened?"
"We got into a fight and I got on his nerve and he slapped me across the face".
Link was angry. He stood up abruptly jerking his hand away from Zelda's face. She looked up into his eyes.
"What are you doing?" she asked.
"I'm going to teach your father that you are royalty and he shouldn't slap anyone especially his own daughter who is higher in rank than him" he said. Zelda grew wide eyed and stood up.
"What do you mean?"
"Zelda, you don't know? Your father isn't really king, he's really a prince. Your mother gave him the title king so he would look good. Since you are heir to the throne you are in higher rank".
"How come you know more about my life than I do?"
"I study".
Zelda grinned. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him lightly. "No wonder I love you," she said. Link grinned too. From that moment nothing seemed more important than them being together and all their troubles were washed away.
"Come on," Link said lacing his hands with Zelda's. "Let's go riding". They walked to the window and climbed down the rope Link had used to get up to her room. When they got down Epona and Royal were waiting for them. Link and Zelda hopped on their horses and rode off threw Hyrule.
The king kept arranging meetings for Prince Ozorne and Zelda. Ozorne was getting closer to Zelda but Zelda was getting farther away from him. She spent most of her time with Link—mostly drawing out the plans for their escape. One day the king called for a meeting with his daughter in the garden.
Zelda was planning on going riding with Link in the Great Forest, so she put on a riding outfit. She wore a white shirt and breeches, a lavender tunic, and knee-high boots. She quickly pulled her hair into a loose ponytail.
She ran down stairs to the garden and met her father. It was mid-after noon and the sun was bright and the sky was blue. Her father wore a dark-green tunic with a white shirt and breeches and boots. Zelda curtsied to her father. "What did you want to talk about?" she asked.
"It's about you and Link," he began. Zelda grew wide-eyed. Was he going to conceal her away from Link, her one-true love? "I don't want you to see him anymore," the king said.
Tears formed in the back of Zelda's eyes but she held them back. "Why are you doing this?" she asked her father.
"You're spending way to much time with him," her father said. "It's taking you away from what's most important."
"And what's more important?"
"You should be focusing on Ozorne, not some peasant boy."
"I thought you liked Link!" Zelda exclaimed.
"I did but now he's taking you away from the important things in life," her father said.
"Well you can't keep me from seeing Link because I love him," Zelda said and left the garden for the stables. Her father chased after her and caught her. He smacked her across the face. Luckily no one was in the room at the time.
"Don't you ever disobey me again!" he yelled. "Go to your room and don't come out until it's time for supper!"
Zelda placed her hand on her cheek and ran up to her room. While she was running she passed her mother.
"Zelda, what's wrong?" her mother asked. She stopped. Zelda took her hand away from her cheek and turned around to face her mother.
"Why don't you go ask father?!" she said and went on her way. When she got to her room, Zelda slammed her bedroom door and locked it.
The queen had a look of fury in her eyes. She went to search for her husband. She found him in the ballroom just standing there with clenched fists.
"What did you do?!" his wife asked.
"I don't think that is any of your concern," he said coolly. Now the queen was even more upset.
"She's my daughter too and my successor. I think I have the right to know what you did to her," she answered back.
"She needs to learn respect and obedience," the king said trying to keep his voice from yelling. "She will be taking elegance lessons starting tomorrow".
He was about to walk away when he heard the queen say to him "You better not walk away from me my king," she said coolly. "Just because you have the title king does not mean that you have more power than me. I was the chosen successor of my family and you were here just to marry me. You are a prince and not worthy of the title king. So from hence forth you are now reduced to a prince".
Her husband looked at her with fiery eyes. He stomped toward her and grasped her by the arms. He flung her around and slammed her against the wall. "How dare you handle me like this you slave!" she said. He slammed her again. He drew out a knife from his belt and pressed it against her neck.
"I should kill you for your disrespect toward me but instead I will think of a punishment for you," he said as he drew back a little.
"Guards!" he said as he put his knife away. Two guards came bustling in. They had short hair pulled back into ponytails. They wore dark maroon tunics with dark brown boots. From elbow to wrist they wore metal arm- guards. They had silver chest place across their chests and carried swords on their hips. "Take the queen to the tower so I can find a punishment for her. She has committed of treason," he said. They took Zelda's mother by the arms and dragged her off to the tower. The last thing she saw was her husband smile.
During all this, Zelda was in her room weeping on her pillow. Link must think I hate him after not meeting him she thought. I hope he'll come rescue me from my father and this castle that has now become a hellhole.
Zelda heard a tapping at the window. It was Link. She gestured her hand in so he would get the hint. He nodded and opened the window. He stepped in. Zelda sat up on her bed and rubbed the tears away.
"What's wrong?" Link asked with emotion in his voice. She looked away. He walked to the bed and sat down next to Zelda.
"It's my father," she whispered. Link placed his arm around Zelda and held her close. "I hate him. He's making my life a living hell," she said. Link looked her in the face. He saw the slap mark on her cheek and placed his hand on it. She held the comforting hand on her cheek.
"What happened?"
"We got into a fight and I got on his nerve and he slapped me across the face".
Link was angry. He stood up abruptly jerking his hand away from Zelda's face. She looked up into his eyes.
"What are you doing?" she asked.
"I'm going to teach your father that you are royalty and he shouldn't slap anyone especially his own daughter who is higher in rank than him" he said. Zelda grew wide eyed and stood up.
"What do you mean?"
"Zelda, you don't know? Your father isn't really king, he's really a prince. Your mother gave him the title king so he would look good. Since you are heir to the throne you are in higher rank".
"How come you know more about my life than I do?"
"I study".
Zelda grinned. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him lightly. "No wonder I love you," she said. Link grinned too. From that moment nothing seemed more important than them being together and all their troubles were washed away.
"Come on," Link said lacing his hands with Zelda's. "Let's go riding". They walked to the window and climbed down the rope Link had used to get up to her room. When they got down Epona and Royal were waiting for them. Link and Zelda hopped on their horses and rode off threw Hyrule.