Hey! Oh, my gosh. It's been a loooooonnnnng time, hasn't it? I'm
sososososososososososoososososososos (I could go on you know) sorry I
haven't updated. I could bore you with excuses, but, well, the best one I
have is I'm sorry. I actually rewrote this three times, so it took me a
really long time... Tell me if this is good enough or not... Really really
sorry. Please please review, and I promise it won't take as long!!
Anime-Master7 & Gohan-Chan: Link is King of the Gerudos because in Ocarina of Time, Link was made a Gerudo, and as you know, the Gerudos are all women except when a man is born every 100 years. So, since Ganon is off the map, Link is the only male Gerudo in the group, riiiight?? Teehee, a little history lesson ^___^ But anyway, the King doesn't care that Link is a King anyway because yes, darth, the King is a cold hearted ass hole. ^___^
Lost Soul 01: Thanks so much! I tried to bring that sadness into the story, I'm so glad you felt that way ^__^ Thank you!
Midnight*Starfire & I have no name, yeesh (What an original pen name, ^__^): Thank you so much, I love you guys!
CHAPTER FIVE: The Hearing
"Happy birthday to me...." Zelda hissed, walking into the empty kitchen. Two servants appeared behind her.
"Oh, miss, we're so sorry, so sorry your breakfast is late," They bowed uncontrollably.
"No, please continue what you were doing. I'm not hungry." Zelda sighed and walked up the stairs to her bedroom. It was her 20th birthday... And yet no one cared enough to remember. She was sure Link would remember. Lost in her thoughts, she turned into her room, looking at the floor. Going to the vanity table, she picked up her brush and ran it through her silky hair. In the mirror, she saw her reflection, and behind her was the bed... with someone on it.
Zelda shrieked and whirled around to face Keith, bare ass on her pink comforters.
"Oh, my goodness, oh goddesses, I'm so sorry, Keith, I'll just leave," she said shielding her eyes and sliding out the room.
"Happy Birthday love..." He drawled, raising an eyebrow. Zelda opened an eye, but had to close it to shelter herself from him.
"What do you want?"
"To have a little birthday party..." He said, trying a sexy voice. Zelda's face turned grim.
"Put some clothes on you dog." Zelda could envision his shocked face.
"Come here Zelda, I have something to show you..."
"If it has anything to do with you being naked on my bed I don't want to see it." He scowled and dropped the sexy act.
"Just come here darling." She glided back into the room and half opened her eyes, staring directly at his face.
"Don't you think it's funny... We're getting married in two days... and we have not kissed once, or made love?" Zelda gritted her teeth.
"Keith, I have a highly contagious strange unknown infirmity, I would hate for you to catch it."
"Ah, macerrie," He smiled, trying on the French suit. "I do not worry about such things, I only care about you." Zelda glared and turned on her heel. "Wait! Wait!! Come back here Zelda, that's an order!" Zelda rolled her eyes. She needed to see Link.
High heels clopping down the stone steps, Zelda turned the corner and smiled, expecting to see Link's faultless face waiting for her. Her smile faded. No one was there. Not one prisoner. Zelda went to the guard.
"Sir-" He bowed. "Where are all the prisoners?"
"Serving their sentences Princess."
"What do you mean?" She asked, the panic in her voice rising.
"Most of them were taken to the gallows. Some did their time and were set free. One of them..." He coughed.
"Yes?" She asked impatiently.
"Link... He was taken to the King. I don't know why Highness."
"Thank you," She rushed and fled, holding her dress to run.
Keith sat on the foot of Zelda's bed, throwing the pink blankets in frustration. Why didn't she love him?.... At least think he's sexy? Keith growled; it was that pretty blond boy. Link. In frustration, Keith threw Zelda's blue vase against the wall. Strangely, no water spilled out. He walked towards it and realized the flowers were fake. Seeing a white piece of paper that had been deep inside the vase, he picked it up, brushing shards of blue glass. Unfolding it, Keith read.
Everything seems so dark and blurry, Without your smile, it makes me worry.
Counting down the days 'til I'll be with you once more, Remembering our past, your beauty, kindness and lore.
Not being able to control my heart, I cry out for you since we are apart.
Remembering our last kiss, sweet but sad, It will not be the last we shall have.
The way you made me feel was unexpected, Like I was something that was rarely perfected.
Sometimes I feel like I should just run and hide, But I guess I'm just the type who can't confide.
No matter what happens, I'll be by your side, Still in your heart, being your guide.
Love forever, Me
Below was a picture of two poorly drawn sick figures hugging, one wearing a green hat and wielding a sword, and one wearing a pink and white dress. Keith stroked his goatee, now who would that be...? After minutes of excruciating thinking, Keith realized with a start, that it was Link! Poems... ugh. How mushy. Why not a nice package of birth control? That is something a women would prefer.
Suddenly, an idea surfaced! Keith ran out of the room, an evil grin on his face. As soon as he stepped outside, he heard shrieks. He had forgotten his clothes.
"Father! Father!" Zelda yelled bursting through the doors. All heads turned to her. As she suspected, the King was there, Link being held by two guards. "Release him! He did no wrong!" Members of the King's jury looked at her intently and started to write things down.
"Zelda! Please, this is a hearing!" Zelda's mother whispered. Zelda looked around and realized what she interrupted. She quickly curtsied and marched up to Link, taking everyone by surprise when she kissed him fiercely.
"I love him. You can't take that from us. Take him away and I will go with him. In body, or in spirit. Please."
"Zelda, you are betrothed!" The King hissed.
"I don't care. I wouldn't care if I was married! Hyrule will hate the man that I married, and my children would hate him too. He is disturbed, and who knows what issues he might command over the land. What do you say to that?" The king shook his head. Link looked at her with weary eyes. 'Go' They told her.
"Zelda-"
"Father!" Zelda persisted. The King whispered something to the head guard, and suddenly two appeared at her side.
"Come Princess, we will escort you to your room." Zelda looked at the jury with hopeful, watery eyes.
"Please!" She yelled. There was complete silence when the doors were finally slammed shut. Link's head dropped. Impa stood up, and exited as well.
Later, when night had fallen, Zelda sat on her bed, (ordering clean sheets so there was no trace of Keith) Impa brushing her hair, and humming her lullaby.
"When I was upset, my mother would comb my hair and it would relax me..." Zelda shook her head and looked down. Nothing would calm her.
"Why didn't you tell me the hearing was today?" She asked. Impa sighed.
"For that precise reason. You may have impacted the jury's opinion for the worse."
"Or for the better!" She argued. Sighing, she looked over at herself in the mirror. A white piece of paper hung from the mirror's border. Curiously, she went over to it. A few minutes passed in silence as Zelda read it over and over.
"What?..." She whispered, her eyes filling with tears, and dropping onto the paper.
"What is it love?" Impa rushed to Zelda, taking the paper from her hands. She read it aloud.
Zelda my dearest..... Our love was short, Only a fling, Please forgive me, But it was the decision of not only the King.
I agree, And with joy I vanish, Do not weep, Because I have not been banished.
I chose you for your pretty face, And that face alone, Was the reason I stayed as long as I did, And now when things get rough, I go.
And so, do not miss me, For I did not love you, Have fun with whatever you do, I cannot say I'll miss you too.
And I take my leave.... Me
Zelda grabbed on to the broad shoulders of Impa and wept.
"This cannot be true..." Impa whispered.
Anime-Master7 & Gohan-Chan: Link is King of the Gerudos because in Ocarina of Time, Link was made a Gerudo, and as you know, the Gerudos are all women except when a man is born every 100 years. So, since Ganon is off the map, Link is the only male Gerudo in the group, riiiight?? Teehee, a little history lesson ^___^ But anyway, the King doesn't care that Link is a King anyway because yes, darth, the King is a cold hearted ass hole. ^___^
Lost Soul 01: Thanks so much! I tried to bring that sadness into the story, I'm so glad you felt that way ^__^ Thank you!
Midnight*Starfire & I have no name, yeesh (What an original pen name, ^__^): Thank you so much, I love you guys!
CHAPTER FIVE: The Hearing
"Happy birthday to me...." Zelda hissed, walking into the empty kitchen. Two servants appeared behind her.
"Oh, miss, we're so sorry, so sorry your breakfast is late," They bowed uncontrollably.
"No, please continue what you were doing. I'm not hungry." Zelda sighed and walked up the stairs to her bedroom. It was her 20th birthday... And yet no one cared enough to remember. She was sure Link would remember. Lost in her thoughts, she turned into her room, looking at the floor. Going to the vanity table, she picked up her brush and ran it through her silky hair. In the mirror, she saw her reflection, and behind her was the bed... with someone on it.
Zelda shrieked and whirled around to face Keith, bare ass on her pink comforters.
"Oh, my goodness, oh goddesses, I'm so sorry, Keith, I'll just leave," she said shielding her eyes and sliding out the room.
"Happy Birthday love..." He drawled, raising an eyebrow. Zelda opened an eye, but had to close it to shelter herself from him.
"What do you want?"
"To have a little birthday party..." He said, trying a sexy voice. Zelda's face turned grim.
"Put some clothes on you dog." Zelda could envision his shocked face.
"Come here Zelda, I have something to show you..."
"If it has anything to do with you being naked on my bed I don't want to see it." He scowled and dropped the sexy act.
"Just come here darling." She glided back into the room and half opened her eyes, staring directly at his face.
"Don't you think it's funny... We're getting married in two days... and we have not kissed once, or made love?" Zelda gritted her teeth.
"Keith, I have a highly contagious strange unknown infirmity, I would hate for you to catch it."
"Ah, macerrie," He smiled, trying on the French suit. "I do not worry about such things, I only care about you." Zelda glared and turned on her heel. "Wait! Wait!! Come back here Zelda, that's an order!" Zelda rolled her eyes. She needed to see Link.
High heels clopping down the stone steps, Zelda turned the corner and smiled, expecting to see Link's faultless face waiting for her. Her smile faded. No one was there. Not one prisoner. Zelda went to the guard.
"Sir-" He bowed. "Where are all the prisoners?"
"Serving their sentences Princess."
"What do you mean?" She asked, the panic in her voice rising.
"Most of them were taken to the gallows. Some did their time and were set free. One of them..." He coughed.
"Yes?" She asked impatiently.
"Link... He was taken to the King. I don't know why Highness."
"Thank you," She rushed and fled, holding her dress to run.
Keith sat on the foot of Zelda's bed, throwing the pink blankets in frustration. Why didn't she love him?.... At least think he's sexy? Keith growled; it was that pretty blond boy. Link. In frustration, Keith threw Zelda's blue vase against the wall. Strangely, no water spilled out. He walked towards it and realized the flowers were fake. Seeing a white piece of paper that had been deep inside the vase, he picked it up, brushing shards of blue glass. Unfolding it, Keith read.
Everything seems so dark and blurry, Without your smile, it makes me worry.
Counting down the days 'til I'll be with you once more, Remembering our past, your beauty, kindness and lore.
Not being able to control my heart, I cry out for you since we are apart.
Remembering our last kiss, sweet but sad, It will not be the last we shall have.
The way you made me feel was unexpected, Like I was something that was rarely perfected.
Sometimes I feel like I should just run and hide, But I guess I'm just the type who can't confide.
No matter what happens, I'll be by your side, Still in your heart, being your guide.
Love forever, Me
Below was a picture of two poorly drawn sick figures hugging, one wearing a green hat and wielding a sword, and one wearing a pink and white dress. Keith stroked his goatee, now who would that be...? After minutes of excruciating thinking, Keith realized with a start, that it was Link! Poems... ugh. How mushy. Why not a nice package of birth control? That is something a women would prefer.
Suddenly, an idea surfaced! Keith ran out of the room, an evil grin on his face. As soon as he stepped outside, he heard shrieks. He had forgotten his clothes.
"Father! Father!" Zelda yelled bursting through the doors. All heads turned to her. As she suspected, the King was there, Link being held by two guards. "Release him! He did no wrong!" Members of the King's jury looked at her intently and started to write things down.
"Zelda! Please, this is a hearing!" Zelda's mother whispered. Zelda looked around and realized what she interrupted. She quickly curtsied and marched up to Link, taking everyone by surprise when she kissed him fiercely.
"I love him. You can't take that from us. Take him away and I will go with him. In body, or in spirit. Please."
"Zelda, you are betrothed!" The King hissed.
"I don't care. I wouldn't care if I was married! Hyrule will hate the man that I married, and my children would hate him too. He is disturbed, and who knows what issues he might command over the land. What do you say to that?" The king shook his head. Link looked at her with weary eyes. 'Go' They told her.
"Zelda-"
"Father!" Zelda persisted. The King whispered something to the head guard, and suddenly two appeared at her side.
"Come Princess, we will escort you to your room." Zelda looked at the jury with hopeful, watery eyes.
"Please!" She yelled. There was complete silence when the doors were finally slammed shut. Link's head dropped. Impa stood up, and exited as well.
Later, when night had fallen, Zelda sat on her bed, (ordering clean sheets so there was no trace of Keith) Impa brushing her hair, and humming her lullaby.
"When I was upset, my mother would comb my hair and it would relax me..." Zelda shook her head and looked down. Nothing would calm her.
"Why didn't you tell me the hearing was today?" She asked. Impa sighed.
"For that precise reason. You may have impacted the jury's opinion for the worse."
"Or for the better!" She argued. Sighing, she looked over at herself in the mirror. A white piece of paper hung from the mirror's border. Curiously, she went over to it. A few minutes passed in silence as Zelda read it over and over.
"What?..." She whispered, her eyes filling with tears, and dropping onto the paper.
"What is it love?" Impa rushed to Zelda, taking the paper from her hands. She read it aloud.
Zelda my dearest..... Our love was short, Only a fling, Please forgive me, But it was the decision of not only the King.
I agree, And with joy I vanish, Do not weep, Because I have not been banished.
I chose you for your pretty face, And that face alone, Was the reason I stayed as long as I did, And now when things get rough, I go.
And so, do not miss me, For I did not love you, Have fun with whatever you do, I cannot say I'll miss you too.
And I take my leave.... Me
Zelda grabbed on to the broad shoulders of Impa and wept.
"This cannot be true..." Impa whispered.