The day wore on, and as such Zelda did not pay any attention to the passing
of time. The golden sun moved slowly across the pale blue sky, and once
more the princess found herself locked away in the castle tower. As before,
she sat in her velvet chair in front of the pained window, with one elbow
placed on the chair's armrest while her hand cupped her chin thoughtfully.
Her swollen eyelids closed drearily, occasionally allowing her to release
single droplets of tears to slide down her cheeks and drip gently off of
her smooth chin.
She did not eat breakfast, nor speak to anyone. Zelda would have rather been alone than have proper conversation, since her weeping heart was forbidding any rays of sunshine to flood into her mind. The princess was unsure of how much longer she could remain locked away as she was, especially because it would do no help to the situation regardless. With a deep sigh, she rose from her chair and decided to go to her room for a while to be truly alone.
Cautiously she wound her way through the castle corridors, her gleaming white dress sweeping gracefully with her swift movements. The sun shone brightly though the windows and illuminated her clearly, though she had a strange feeling someone was hiding somewhere in the shadows watching. It was too quiet, almost as if the whole castle was consumed by an odd drifting tension she could not explain clearly in her mind. Faintly off in the shadows of a particular corridor, she thought she heard light echoes of boots, but she knew if she continued to be so suspicious she would become far too irrational.
Not once during her short venture did she sight Link anywhere, nor did she really wish to. His words had scorched her like flames charring beautiful flowers, and she almost imagined his tongue to be more like that of a snake's than a Hylian's. If he did choose to slither around keeping an eye on her, she would never let it show in her appearance so that he would not get the best of her – as always.
Upon arriving inside her room, she noticed a window was opened and the drapes were drawn back to let in the late morning light. A cool refreshing breeze blew, gusting lightly though the room and across her face. Zelda felt chills sweep through her body, and shook slightly from it before deciding to have a bath. It was then as if on cue, a servant knocked rapidly on her door before quickly opening it and emerging carrying a bundle of colored dresses in her arms.
"My lady! You must prepare for the feast; your guests will be arriving this evening. I have brought you a few of your favorite garments."
The young servant woman said with a jolly aurora as she laid them out on the bedspread. In surprise Zelda looked at the many gorgeous dresses, her mind falling silent on what the servant was addressing her. A feast? Her eyes widened slightly, and when she said nothing the woman remarked in remembrance.
"You must have forgotten! Well I shall remind you then, since there are many duties to be taken care of in preparation. T'was a month ago when you decided to host a special honorary dinner for Sir Link in regards to his heroic acts for Hyrule. I scarcely say you invited several dukes and lords, as well as a few of the Gorons and Zoras."
Zelda now understood what she spoke of, though she felt extreme anger toward herself for not canceling it. Her tear-streaked face spoke for itself, and the smile worn on the servant's face faded instantly when she looked into her red swollen eyes. An honorary feast in Link's honor...she remembered wanting to do something of the sort for him a while ago, though their love for one another was consuming much of their time. Did things pass so swiftly and occur on such a grand scale that she let an event so important slip her mind? In dismay, Zelda shook her head until the servant said once more, her voice softer.
"Yes...I'm afraid this be not a time for celebration. Sir Link is no longer who he once was, nor is he completely different. Nothing can be done about it now, for the invitations have been sent away and it is too late to cancel."
Zelda's head nodded rigidly, finally confirming she was listening to the woman's words. It was an irony that after how Link treated her, she was supposed to be host to a feast for him the very evening. She would have rather remained in her room to muse to herself, than mingle awkwardly with visitors. Her lack of conversation effortlessly filled the room, and seemed to give the servant the hint she wished to be alone. Still very tentative, the servant asked politely.
"Do you require anything else?"
Zelda remembered her wish to have a bath, and decided it would certainly do her no harm to cleanse herself of her tear stricken face and soul. The water in Hyrule was the purest known, and a dim flicker of light appeared inside her that perhaps the water could wash away all her pain and resentment. She knew it was merely an excuse to feel better, but she could no longer tolerate the constant feelings of sadness that were draining at her emotions and energy. With a slow intake of breath, she responded faintly.
"Please prepare a bath for me, while I choose a dress to wear this evening."
"As you wish my lady."
The servant said wistfully, before taking a deep bow and leaving to gather a few buckets of hot water to be placed inside the bathtub. The moment the servant left the room, Zelda sat down wearily on the edge of her large canopy bed, her eyes casting an empty gaze upon the dresses laid out for her choosing. As the princess of Hyrule, she was more accustomed to wearing white and purple, which were the colors of the royal family. It was time for her to start anew and choose something different for Link's special feast, which she was unsure if he deserved it or not. Even if he denied his love for her, she had to be understanding and compassionate toward him, though it was costing her a lot more than she originally realized.
After a few thoughtful moments, Zelda chose a pale blue gown that matched the color of her eyes. It was long and flowing, a soft beautiful azure tint and had puffy sleeves near the top as well as puffed out to make it look more extravagant and expensive. Dotting the garment lightly were small white hand sewn snowflakes that sparkled under the sun's light. The dress was made from a shiny material covered with a thin blue almost transparent fabric around the skirt part that made Zelda almost mistake it to be a fairy princess dress. Although she was not in the mood to wear something so wonderfully made, she hoped it would help her recover and deal with the amount of preparation that was in store for her.
Shortly after she made her decision, three servants returned carrying large buckets in both their hands. Zelda watched them listlessly as they entered her lavatory and poured the steaming water into the silver tub. When they finished, Zelda told them quickly of the dress she chose and watched them until they left once more.
When she was finally alone, she got off the bed and went to the tub. Slowly she unclothed herself, before sliding into the warm relaxing water. The princess leaned back inside the tub, her eyes straying to the window next to it, which was covered in hot steam. With a few strokes of her hand she cleared away a small area of steam on its glass to gaze outside at the fields below. In her mind she pictured Link, his cold eyes and handsome features, and she was so absorbed within her thoughts over him that she could no longer feel the tears welling up in her eyes and sliding down her cheeks.
The feast would bring her no joy, the dress she wore would and the bath she took would give her no ease. As Zelda lathered herself with the hot water, watching it trickle down her arms and chest, she could think of no one else other than Link. Why did he occupy her thoughts so? He probably did not give her a second glance in his mind, though she knew she could be wrong about that assumption. Link knew they once loved each other before his memory loss, and perhaps he needed time to think...
For a while she bathed, until her eyes swept to the countertop in the lavatory where her housecoat was. Her eyes quickly locked on to a vase sitting on the counter, and contained in it were none other than roses, her favorite flower. In frenzy she got out of the tub, before sliding into her housecoat. The princess quickly took hold of the vase and looked at the flowers for a moment, until her thoughts drifted to reminiscing the better times she and Link shared...
The rose. It was the first flower she received from Link and it was a symbol of their love for each other. She remembered the words he spoke, so softly and warmly, as he placed it gently in her hand and kissed her in a burst of passion and adoration. 'You are more beautiful than the rose Zelda, and no matter what happens I shall not forget you...' When she thought of those words now, they seemed to be contradicted entirely. He did not remember her; he did not remember anything they shared. Or did he? She was too confused by it all to really understand, and she certainly was not looking forward to having to interact with him at the feast.
The evening came far too quickly for Zelda, and even in her beautiful gown and her long golden hair nicely combed and primped for the occasion she felt strongly uneasy. The princess walked with heavy steps toward the ballroom, where she knew Link would be waiting as well as her guests. A feeling of ridiculousness tugged inside her, knowing the moment she entered the grand room everyone would rise from where they sat and look at her in admiration. She did not want to be admired; she did not want anything other than for Link to remember her...to love her...
A deep breath escaped her crimson lips when she arrived at the large arched entrance to the ballroom, before she moved inside with long confident strides. The room was full of various guests she invited, and the moment she came as predicted they rose from their chairs and clapped respectfully. Zelda nodded her head once in acknowledgement, forcing a smile to play across her lips, before she made her way to the center of the room in search of Link.
It did not take long for her to find him. The hero of time stood near the banquet table, appearing to be in a conversation with Malon from Lon Lon Ranch. Zelda was unfamiliar with the red haired young woman who possessed such a warm grin on her face, though she saw from Link's uneasy expression he was unsure who she was or how exactly to go about speaking to her. The young Hylian shifted restlessly, nodding when the time appeared right and moving his lips little. Malon appeared to be doing all the talking, and Zelda froze when she saw Link's eyes look in her direction and at her for a brief second, before he resumed listening politely.
She wished to go to him, though she didn't know what she would say, until a sharp tab was felt on her shoulder. In surprise the princess turned and saw it was none other than Ruto, the princess of the Zoras. Ruto was tall and slender, with gleaming white skin and large fins projecting from her arms and the back of her legs. The Zoras resembled fish, although in Zelda's opinion they were more Hylian-like than many would perceive.
"Well hello Zelda! I have not spoken with you for some time, let us go and update one another on what is happening lately. I hear something has happened to Link recently..."
The female Zora's bright purple eyes gazed into hers observantly, and Zelda knew it would be rude for her to refuse. Out of respect, she did not mind princess Ruto as much as many others did. Hastily Zelda agreed to her request, responding with a false tone of merriment in her voice.
"Very well Ruto, I look forward to it. You are correct in regards to Link – he has experienced a loss of memory, but I am certain he shall recover it in good time."
Zelda followed the Zora until they reached the edge of the room near the great windows; where they stood gazing at the setting sun disappear over the horizon. For a while Zelda participated in Ruto's conversation, discussing the water quality in Hyrule, making polite jokes toward the Gorons and listening to Ruto gossip about who she liked – though she conveniently did not mention Link in front of her.
"I must say Zelda, you do look slightly weary tonight, though lovely in your blue gown."
Ruto mentioned after a momentary silence ensured between them, both seeming to know the conversation was reaching its end. Zelda nodded slowly, not wishing to discuss it but merely saying something to keep the Zora princess from prying into her thoughts.
"Indeed. I have not slept well, Link's condition is of a concern to me."
The Zora was about to inquire her comment, but at that moment Zelda decided it was time to feast and get the evening over with. Bidding a polite adieu, she moved through the ballroom, her eyes still searching for Link but not finding him anywhere, until several guests stopped her and began speaking to her. With a slight stiffness in her voice, Zelda carried out the conversations in a polite manner, though felt a twinge of impatience when she encountered Darunia and the large Goron gave her a rather harsh pat on the back.
Eventually the feasting part of the celebration occurred, and Zelda seated herself at the head of the far end of the table. Her eyes locked onto the man she saw facing her at the other end, though he was so far away it was difficult to see his face – it was Link. He appeared worn from conversing as much as she was, his fingers drumming impatiently on the white tablecloth while the food was set out and once more merriment of conversing began. Zelda watched his every move while picking uneasily at the food on her plate, and it appeared he was doing the same. The Hero of Time would turn and speak coldly to Ruto, who was sitting to his left smiling with an obvious hint reflecting in her eyes, before he would look ahead of the table and gaze at her for long moments.
Zelda felt uncomfortable the whole time, as if his gaze was exposing the pain she felt within. She could not deny she faintly caught a sense of disappointment reflect on his face whenever she pretended not to notice him, but she had a feeling she would have to speak with him before the evening was over. When the feasting neared its end, music began to play in the background while guests rose from their chairs and began dancing gracefully in pairs. It was obvious Ruto asked Link to join her for a dance, for Zelda saw Link nod rigidly in acceptance before being tugged away from the table.
In exasperation Zelda left the banquet table and made her way cautiously toward the far end of the room, avoiding encounters with anyone since she no longer felt like discussing pointless things. The princess seated herself in a chair inconspicuously out of sight, and scanned the dancing couples carefully in search of Link. The song progressed, a vivid in happiness and joy, and distracting her until she saw Link appear from within the crowded floor with Ruto.
He looked as if he wanted nothing more than to get away, though Ruto appeared genuinely unaware of the noticeable distraction he expressed in his eyes. He moved gracefully to the music, his handsome face occasionally facing her when he moved at certain angles. The moment the song ended, he bowed respectfully to the Zora princess, his cold blue eyes scanning the area until they looked directly upon her. Zelda felt her body fall stiff, wondering whether to acknowledge him or not, and she could not refuse the look of guilt once again crossing his face as it did earlier that morning. Their eyes locked, and slowly Link made his way across the floor toward her.
Flustered, Zelda abruptly got up from her chair and stood watching him silently until Link came before her. The Hylian's bangs were combed neatly, and he wore an extravagant ocean blue colored tunic and hat that coincidentally matched his eyes. His gleaming white shirt worn underneath and tights made him appear more noble and provoking than she had ever seen him, and it was as if the words were stolen from her lips. She did not know what to say to him, she did not know whether to cry or to reject anything he spoke. All she knew was that she loved him, and if she truly did she would not refuse the opportunity to make amends.
They stared at each other for a long time; their faces serious while the chattering and merry music in the background seemed to die away in their minds as if they were the only ones in the room. Zelda could feel her heart beating wildly in her chest, and every breath she took as her chest rose and fell in tension. Link was the first to break their gaze, his face turning away from hers and eyes looking at the floor. Zelda wished to go to him, to comfort him, and without hesitating she asked softly.
"Are you well...Sir Link?"
She despised addressing him so formally, but her demeanor had to suit the formal occasion. Link did not care for her, he told her such, so she could no longer speak to him as if they were closely bonded to each other. To her surprise however, he looked up at her once more and said solemnly.
"I am more concerned about you, Zelda. I...have no excuse for how I treated you this morning. I do not understand my actions, I do not even understand myself. Whether you choose to believe me or not, I have thought about you during the day...and I have realized since the day I was brought back here, I have not treated you with the respect and care you deserve."
There was a pause, and she watched him take in a deep shaky breath, before he continued with his voice hinting slightly more evident warmth hidden inside his serious expression.
"Please...forgive me...I hurt you greatly. I do not know why I said such cruel words to you, and I failed to understand how you felt. I must admit when I picked up that rose, I remembered something so clearly that it shocked me to no end. I remembered...giving it to you...telling you something important...about how I could never forget your memory."
Zelda's heart nearly stopped to hear his words, his voice so soft yet cold and serene as he spoke to her. He looked deeply into her eyes, as if searching for some sort of reaction beyond the shocked expression on her face. Overwhelmed, she turned her back to him and pressed her hands to her face, wondering how she should handle what he told her. It was so sudden, she was not expecting him to be apologetic for what he said to her...and why? She felt tears well up in her eyes once more, though this time she would not let them fall in front of the guests. To make it seem as if they were having a 'normal' conversation, the princess turned to face him once more, and said quietly.
"You have remembered something...that happened between us. I will no longer torment you about what is in the past, it is your choice for what you want in the future. I...will not mention things that no longer exist...it is not fair to you."
"Nor is it fair to you."
He said, before taking a cautious step toward her. Zelda froze in place, feeling his eyes still upon her – so cold, so...mysterious. What did that statement mean? A long silence ensued between them, until Link said with genuine guilt.
"You have done more than enough for me, and it is not fair for you to keep inside the feelings you have. I do not remember what it means to love someone, so I do not understand what you must be going through. I...would feel so ashamed if you continued to suffer so greatly because of me."
Zelda felt a tear escape from her eyes and slide down her cheek. Link's situation was so difficult for both of them, and it was trying the very fabric of who she was. He looked at her longingly, until one of his hands reached out and touched her cheek. Zelda froze in place, her lips trembling as she watched him brush away the tear gently with his smooth fingers. A flurry of wonderment and confusion swept over her, thinking of his gesture to be something almost done out of love – but the cold gaze in his eyes contradicted it. What was he feeling toward her? Was it love, or was it merely friendship? Zelda had no idea.
After another silence, Zelda began to realize people around them were beginning to take notice of what was happening. Link seemed to realize this also, and before she could tell him he said softly to her, while his eyes glanced at the dancing people.
"We can discuss this at a later time. I did not mean to intrude on you when you have guests to attend to. However, I would be honored if you would join me for a dance..."
Zelda knew he was trying to buy more time with her in the most natural way possible, but she saw a hint of delight sparkle in his eyes when a smooth sonorous ballroom melody filled the air. It was slow but did not drag, and she felt her heart enter a new light of hope for the occurrences between them. Though it was awkward, her lips moved to her breathless acceptance.
"I accept." Without hesitation he extended his hand to her, and she felt her hand move toward it and slide in his. His grasp was firm and undaunted, as he led her to the ballroom floor. Whispers echoed as they stepped graciously with the other dancers, until Link cupped her hand in his before sliding his other hand around her waist. The move was so sudden Zelda did not have time to catch her breath, before she was swept into a graceful dancing motion. Together their steps were light, not rigid like most of the other people dancing, and their eyes did not leave each other's faces.
Link's expression was solemn, as was Zelda's. The longer she looked at his handsome face, the more relaxed she felt inside. The music was so beautiful it was as if they were whisked into their own private realm, with just the two of them dancing on the floor. As before the noises surrounding them died out in her mind, and her heart beat increased to meet her anxious mood. The princess's glittering blue gown swayed with her every movement, and for the first time since Link's memory loss she felt as if he truly knew whom she was and had feelings toward her. It was a moment she would never forget, though it ended too soon for her liking.
The music died away, and the sounds of the people around them returned as she entered reality once more. They stopped dancing, and stood together for a moment looking into each other's eyes, searching for a reason of why they danced so wonderfully and how they felt toward each other. Zelda loved him and always would, though Link seemed uncertain, almost confused by his own feelings. Their moment was interrupted when Malon approached and requested Link for the next dance. He paused for a moment before responding in acceptance, and before Zelda could speak to him further he let go of her hand slowly before disappearing within the crowded floor.
Author's Note: Well there's tension and fluff all combined into one! I hope that eased things up a little, and gave you an insight as to what they were thinking. If you're wondering if Link does actually love her/have feelings toward her, wait for the next chapter and you'll see...(fluff guaranteed). Sorry if this chapter was a bit long, the next ones won't be.
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She did not eat breakfast, nor speak to anyone. Zelda would have rather been alone than have proper conversation, since her weeping heart was forbidding any rays of sunshine to flood into her mind. The princess was unsure of how much longer she could remain locked away as she was, especially because it would do no help to the situation regardless. With a deep sigh, she rose from her chair and decided to go to her room for a while to be truly alone.
Cautiously she wound her way through the castle corridors, her gleaming white dress sweeping gracefully with her swift movements. The sun shone brightly though the windows and illuminated her clearly, though she had a strange feeling someone was hiding somewhere in the shadows watching. It was too quiet, almost as if the whole castle was consumed by an odd drifting tension she could not explain clearly in her mind. Faintly off in the shadows of a particular corridor, she thought she heard light echoes of boots, but she knew if she continued to be so suspicious she would become far too irrational.
Not once during her short venture did she sight Link anywhere, nor did she really wish to. His words had scorched her like flames charring beautiful flowers, and she almost imagined his tongue to be more like that of a snake's than a Hylian's. If he did choose to slither around keeping an eye on her, she would never let it show in her appearance so that he would not get the best of her – as always.
Upon arriving inside her room, she noticed a window was opened and the drapes were drawn back to let in the late morning light. A cool refreshing breeze blew, gusting lightly though the room and across her face. Zelda felt chills sweep through her body, and shook slightly from it before deciding to have a bath. It was then as if on cue, a servant knocked rapidly on her door before quickly opening it and emerging carrying a bundle of colored dresses in her arms.
"My lady! You must prepare for the feast; your guests will be arriving this evening. I have brought you a few of your favorite garments."
The young servant woman said with a jolly aurora as she laid them out on the bedspread. In surprise Zelda looked at the many gorgeous dresses, her mind falling silent on what the servant was addressing her. A feast? Her eyes widened slightly, and when she said nothing the woman remarked in remembrance.
"You must have forgotten! Well I shall remind you then, since there are many duties to be taken care of in preparation. T'was a month ago when you decided to host a special honorary dinner for Sir Link in regards to his heroic acts for Hyrule. I scarcely say you invited several dukes and lords, as well as a few of the Gorons and Zoras."
Zelda now understood what she spoke of, though she felt extreme anger toward herself for not canceling it. Her tear-streaked face spoke for itself, and the smile worn on the servant's face faded instantly when she looked into her red swollen eyes. An honorary feast in Link's honor...she remembered wanting to do something of the sort for him a while ago, though their love for one another was consuming much of their time. Did things pass so swiftly and occur on such a grand scale that she let an event so important slip her mind? In dismay, Zelda shook her head until the servant said once more, her voice softer.
"Yes...I'm afraid this be not a time for celebration. Sir Link is no longer who he once was, nor is he completely different. Nothing can be done about it now, for the invitations have been sent away and it is too late to cancel."
Zelda's head nodded rigidly, finally confirming she was listening to the woman's words. It was an irony that after how Link treated her, she was supposed to be host to a feast for him the very evening. She would have rather remained in her room to muse to herself, than mingle awkwardly with visitors. Her lack of conversation effortlessly filled the room, and seemed to give the servant the hint she wished to be alone. Still very tentative, the servant asked politely.
"Do you require anything else?"
Zelda remembered her wish to have a bath, and decided it would certainly do her no harm to cleanse herself of her tear stricken face and soul. The water in Hyrule was the purest known, and a dim flicker of light appeared inside her that perhaps the water could wash away all her pain and resentment. She knew it was merely an excuse to feel better, but she could no longer tolerate the constant feelings of sadness that were draining at her emotions and energy. With a slow intake of breath, she responded faintly.
"Please prepare a bath for me, while I choose a dress to wear this evening."
"As you wish my lady."
The servant said wistfully, before taking a deep bow and leaving to gather a few buckets of hot water to be placed inside the bathtub. The moment the servant left the room, Zelda sat down wearily on the edge of her large canopy bed, her eyes casting an empty gaze upon the dresses laid out for her choosing. As the princess of Hyrule, she was more accustomed to wearing white and purple, which were the colors of the royal family. It was time for her to start anew and choose something different for Link's special feast, which she was unsure if he deserved it or not. Even if he denied his love for her, she had to be understanding and compassionate toward him, though it was costing her a lot more than she originally realized.
After a few thoughtful moments, Zelda chose a pale blue gown that matched the color of her eyes. It was long and flowing, a soft beautiful azure tint and had puffy sleeves near the top as well as puffed out to make it look more extravagant and expensive. Dotting the garment lightly were small white hand sewn snowflakes that sparkled under the sun's light. The dress was made from a shiny material covered with a thin blue almost transparent fabric around the skirt part that made Zelda almost mistake it to be a fairy princess dress. Although she was not in the mood to wear something so wonderfully made, she hoped it would help her recover and deal with the amount of preparation that was in store for her.
Shortly after she made her decision, three servants returned carrying large buckets in both their hands. Zelda watched them listlessly as they entered her lavatory and poured the steaming water into the silver tub. When they finished, Zelda told them quickly of the dress she chose and watched them until they left once more.
When she was finally alone, she got off the bed and went to the tub. Slowly she unclothed herself, before sliding into the warm relaxing water. The princess leaned back inside the tub, her eyes straying to the window next to it, which was covered in hot steam. With a few strokes of her hand she cleared away a small area of steam on its glass to gaze outside at the fields below. In her mind she pictured Link, his cold eyes and handsome features, and she was so absorbed within her thoughts over him that she could no longer feel the tears welling up in her eyes and sliding down her cheeks.
The feast would bring her no joy, the dress she wore would and the bath she took would give her no ease. As Zelda lathered herself with the hot water, watching it trickle down her arms and chest, she could think of no one else other than Link. Why did he occupy her thoughts so? He probably did not give her a second glance in his mind, though she knew she could be wrong about that assumption. Link knew they once loved each other before his memory loss, and perhaps he needed time to think...
For a while she bathed, until her eyes swept to the countertop in the lavatory where her housecoat was. Her eyes quickly locked on to a vase sitting on the counter, and contained in it were none other than roses, her favorite flower. In frenzy she got out of the tub, before sliding into her housecoat. The princess quickly took hold of the vase and looked at the flowers for a moment, until her thoughts drifted to reminiscing the better times she and Link shared...
The rose. It was the first flower she received from Link and it was a symbol of their love for each other. She remembered the words he spoke, so softly and warmly, as he placed it gently in her hand and kissed her in a burst of passion and adoration. 'You are more beautiful than the rose Zelda, and no matter what happens I shall not forget you...' When she thought of those words now, they seemed to be contradicted entirely. He did not remember her; he did not remember anything they shared. Or did he? She was too confused by it all to really understand, and she certainly was not looking forward to having to interact with him at the feast.
The evening came far too quickly for Zelda, and even in her beautiful gown and her long golden hair nicely combed and primped for the occasion she felt strongly uneasy. The princess walked with heavy steps toward the ballroom, where she knew Link would be waiting as well as her guests. A feeling of ridiculousness tugged inside her, knowing the moment she entered the grand room everyone would rise from where they sat and look at her in admiration. She did not want to be admired; she did not want anything other than for Link to remember her...to love her...
A deep breath escaped her crimson lips when she arrived at the large arched entrance to the ballroom, before she moved inside with long confident strides. The room was full of various guests she invited, and the moment she came as predicted they rose from their chairs and clapped respectfully. Zelda nodded her head once in acknowledgement, forcing a smile to play across her lips, before she made her way to the center of the room in search of Link.
It did not take long for her to find him. The hero of time stood near the banquet table, appearing to be in a conversation with Malon from Lon Lon Ranch. Zelda was unfamiliar with the red haired young woman who possessed such a warm grin on her face, though she saw from Link's uneasy expression he was unsure who she was or how exactly to go about speaking to her. The young Hylian shifted restlessly, nodding when the time appeared right and moving his lips little. Malon appeared to be doing all the talking, and Zelda froze when she saw Link's eyes look in her direction and at her for a brief second, before he resumed listening politely.
She wished to go to him, though she didn't know what she would say, until a sharp tab was felt on her shoulder. In surprise the princess turned and saw it was none other than Ruto, the princess of the Zoras. Ruto was tall and slender, with gleaming white skin and large fins projecting from her arms and the back of her legs. The Zoras resembled fish, although in Zelda's opinion they were more Hylian-like than many would perceive.
"Well hello Zelda! I have not spoken with you for some time, let us go and update one another on what is happening lately. I hear something has happened to Link recently..."
The female Zora's bright purple eyes gazed into hers observantly, and Zelda knew it would be rude for her to refuse. Out of respect, she did not mind princess Ruto as much as many others did. Hastily Zelda agreed to her request, responding with a false tone of merriment in her voice.
"Very well Ruto, I look forward to it. You are correct in regards to Link – he has experienced a loss of memory, but I am certain he shall recover it in good time."
Zelda followed the Zora until they reached the edge of the room near the great windows; where they stood gazing at the setting sun disappear over the horizon. For a while Zelda participated in Ruto's conversation, discussing the water quality in Hyrule, making polite jokes toward the Gorons and listening to Ruto gossip about who she liked – though she conveniently did not mention Link in front of her.
"I must say Zelda, you do look slightly weary tonight, though lovely in your blue gown."
Ruto mentioned after a momentary silence ensured between them, both seeming to know the conversation was reaching its end. Zelda nodded slowly, not wishing to discuss it but merely saying something to keep the Zora princess from prying into her thoughts.
"Indeed. I have not slept well, Link's condition is of a concern to me."
The Zora was about to inquire her comment, but at that moment Zelda decided it was time to feast and get the evening over with. Bidding a polite adieu, she moved through the ballroom, her eyes still searching for Link but not finding him anywhere, until several guests stopped her and began speaking to her. With a slight stiffness in her voice, Zelda carried out the conversations in a polite manner, though felt a twinge of impatience when she encountered Darunia and the large Goron gave her a rather harsh pat on the back.
Eventually the feasting part of the celebration occurred, and Zelda seated herself at the head of the far end of the table. Her eyes locked onto the man she saw facing her at the other end, though he was so far away it was difficult to see his face – it was Link. He appeared worn from conversing as much as she was, his fingers drumming impatiently on the white tablecloth while the food was set out and once more merriment of conversing began. Zelda watched his every move while picking uneasily at the food on her plate, and it appeared he was doing the same. The Hero of Time would turn and speak coldly to Ruto, who was sitting to his left smiling with an obvious hint reflecting in her eyes, before he would look ahead of the table and gaze at her for long moments.
Zelda felt uncomfortable the whole time, as if his gaze was exposing the pain she felt within. She could not deny she faintly caught a sense of disappointment reflect on his face whenever she pretended not to notice him, but she had a feeling she would have to speak with him before the evening was over. When the feasting neared its end, music began to play in the background while guests rose from their chairs and began dancing gracefully in pairs. It was obvious Ruto asked Link to join her for a dance, for Zelda saw Link nod rigidly in acceptance before being tugged away from the table.
In exasperation Zelda left the banquet table and made her way cautiously toward the far end of the room, avoiding encounters with anyone since she no longer felt like discussing pointless things. The princess seated herself in a chair inconspicuously out of sight, and scanned the dancing couples carefully in search of Link. The song progressed, a vivid in happiness and joy, and distracting her until she saw Link appear from within the crowded floor with Ruto.
He looked as if he wanted nothing more than to get away, though Ruto appeared genuinely unaware of the noticeable distraction he expressed in his eyes. He moved gracefully to the music, his handsome face occasionally facing her when he moved at certain angles. The moment the song ended, he bowed respectfully to the Zora princess, his cold blue eyes scanning the area until they looked directly upon her. Zelda felt her body fall stiff, wondering whether to acknowledge him or not, and she could not refuse the look of guilt once again crossing his face as it did earlier that morning. Their eyes locked, and slowly Link made his way across the floor toward her.
Flustered, Zelda abruptly got up from her chair and stood watching him silently until Link came before her. The Hylian's bangs were combed neatly, and he wore an extravagant ocean blue colored tunic and hat that coincidentally matched his eyes. His gleaming white shirt worn underneath and tights made him appear more noble and provoking than she had ever seen him, and it was as if the words were stolen from her lips. She did not know what to say to him, she did not know whether to cry or to reject anything he spoke. All she knew was that she loved him, and if she truly did she would not refuse the opportunity to make amends.
They stared at each other for a long time; their faces serious while the chattering and merry music in the background seemed to die away in their minds as if they were the only ones in the room. Zelda could feel her heart beating wildly in her chest, and every breath she took as her chest rose and fell in tension. Link was the first to break their gaze, his face turning away from hers and eyes looking at the floor. Zelda wished to go to him, to comfort him, and without hesitating she asked softly.
"Are you well...Sir Link?"
She despised addressing him so formally, but her demeanor had to suit the formal occasion. Link did not care for her, he told her such, so she could no longer speak to him as if they were closely bonded to each other. To her surprise however, he looked up at her once more and said solemnly.
"I am more concerned about you, Zelda. I...have no excuse for how I treated you this morning. I do not understand my actions, I do not even understand myself. Whether you choose to believe me or not, I have thought about you during the day...and I have realized since the day I was brought back here, I have not treated you with the respect and care you deserve."
There was a pause, and she watched him take in a deep shaky breath, before he continued with his voice hinting slightly more evident warmth hidden inside his serious expression.
"Please...forgive me...I hurt you greatly. I do not know why I said such cruel words to you, and I failed to understand how you felt. I must admit when I picked up that rose, I remembered something so clearly that it shocked me to no end. I remembered...giving it to you...telling you something important...about how I could never forget your memory."
Zelda's heart nearly stopped to hear his words, his voice so soft yet cold and serene as he spoke to her. He looked deeply into her eyes, as if searching for some sort of reaction beyond the shocked expression on her face. Overwhelmed, she turned her back to him and pressed her hands to her face, wondering how she should handle what he told her. It was so sudden, she was not expecting him to be apologetic for what he said to her...and why? She felt tears well up in her eyes once more, though this time she would not let them fall in front of the guests. To make it seem as if they were having a 'normal' conversation, the princess turned to face him once more, and said quietly.
"You have remembered something...that happened between us. I will no longer torment you about what is in the past, it is your choice for what you want in the future. I...will not mention things that no longer exist...it is not fair to you."
"Nor is it fair to you."
He said, before taking a cautious step toward her. Zelda froze in place, feeling his eyes still upon her – so cold, so...mysterious. What did that statement mean? A long silence ensued between them, until Link said with genuine guilt.
"You have done more than enough for me, and it is not fair for you to keep inside the feelings you have. I do not remember what it means to love someone, so I do not understand what you must be going through. I...would feel so ashamed if you continued to suffer so greatly because of me."
Zelda felt a tear escape from her eyes and slide down her cheek. Link's situation was so difficult for both of them, and it was trying the very fabric of who she was. He looked at her longingly, until one of his hands reached out and touched her cheek. Zelda froze in place, her lips trembling as she watched him brush away the tear gently with his smooth fingers. A flurry of wonderment and confusion swept over her, thinking of his gesture to be something almost done out of love – but the cold gaze in his eyes contradicted it. What was he feeling toward her? Was it love, or was it merely friendship? Zelda had no idea.
After another silence, Zelda began to realize people around them were beginning to take notice of what was happening. Link seemed to realize this also, and before she could tell him he said softly to her, while his eyes glanced at the dancing people.
"We can discuss this at a later time. I did not mean to intrude on you when you have guests to attend to. However, I would be honored if you would join me for a dance..."
Zelda knew he was trying to buy more time with her in the most natural way possible, but she saw a hint of delight sparkle in his eyes when a smooth sonorous ballroom melody filled the air. It was slow but did not drag, and she felt her heart enter a new light of hope for the occurrences between them. Though it was awkward, her lips moved to her breathless acceptance.
"I accept." Without hesitation he extended his hand to her, and she felt her hand move toward it and slide in his. His grasp was firm and undaunted, as he led her to the ballroom floor. Whispers echoed as they stepped graciously with the other dancers, until Link cupped her hand in his before sliding his other hand around her waist. The move was so sudden Zelda did not have time to catch her breath, before she was swept into a graceful dancing motion. Together their steps were light, not rigid like most of the other people dancing, and their eyes did not leave each other's faces.
Link's expression was solemn, as was Zelda's. The longer she looked at his handsome face, the more relaxed she felt inside. The music was so beautiful it was as if they were whisked into their own private realm, with just the two of them dancing on the floor. As before the noises surrounding them died out in her mind, and her heart beat increased to meet her anxious mood. The princess's glittering blue gown swayed with her every movement, and for the first time since Link's memory loss she felt as if he truly knew whom she was and had feelings toward her. It was a moment she would never forget, though it ended too soon for her liking.
The music died away, and the sounds of the people around them returned as she entered reality once more. They stopped dancing, and stood together for a moment looking into each other's eyes, searching for a reason of why they danced so wonderfully and how they felt toward each other. Zelda loved him and always would, though Link seemed uncertain, almost confused by his own feelings. Their moment was interrupted when Malon approached and requested Link for the next dance. He paused for a moment before responding in acceptance, and before Zelda could speak to him further he let go of her hand slowly before disappearing within the crowded floor.
Author's Note: Well there's tension and fluff all combined into one! I hope that eased things up a little, and gave you an insight as to what they were thinking. If you're wondering if Link does actually love her/have feelings toward her, wait for the next chapter and you'll see...(fluff guaranteed). Sorry if this chapter was a bit long, the next ones won't be.
Special Thanks:
Hylian Heroine: Thank you so much for being such a great reviewer! You always have positive things to say about my story, and I'm really happy to know you are enjoying reading my work. I hope you enjoy the bit of fluff in this chapter, and I intend on reading some of your stuff when I get the chance to (hopefully soon)! Thanks a lot!!!
Ayachan21: Did you like how things turned out in this chapter? Can't have Link and Zelda upset over each other forever, and I thought this was a good way to heal wounded hearts. Don't worry though; this certainly isn't the end, as there are still things left to be sorted out. Thanks for reviewing!
Sawyerzelda: wow! I've heard you're an innovative Zelda writer; I plan on reading your stuff when I finish writing the next chapter in my LinkXNabooru fic. I appreciate the positive comments you have in regards to my story, and its helping me continue because I get satisfaction from seeing people read my work and I sincerely appreciate the time you take to review!
LanieG304: lol I guess Link has trouble cluing in to Zelda's feelings can't blame him though like you said! I think in this chapter he's starting to remember something about her, just little hinted things, and I hope you enjoyed the fluff I added in since I really like those parts in stories. Thanks for reviewing and I hope to read more of your reviews, and you can expect a few reviews from me on "The Carnival" as well as "The Desert Sage" since I'm currently working on my LinkXNabooru fic (darn it you should not discontinue your Nabooru fic!!!!) I love your LinkXZelda fic since when I reviewed the first time it was hilarious and a really good romance, and you're an awesome writer in that genre!
Jewel of the Wolves: Well whether or not Link enticed her to kiss him I left up to the readers, since you can interoperate it either way. Zelda did make the choice to kiss him though, but I think he knew she was going to which was why he didn't stop her...maybe a hint that he feels something toward her? You'll have to find out, and maybe this update chapter added something toward that. Lots of this story is up to your imagination and how you like things to go. Thanks a lot for the review!!!
AcrosstheStars158: Ok well I hope this chapter helps; it's longer than the other few I've written, and it has fluff!!! Yay! If you like romance, I hope this story has what you enjoy in it and I hope to see more reviews from you!
James Lance: Don't worry; I don't like to make endings sad...it makes me feel as if I didn't complete something and whatnot. I'll do my best to make sure this ending is as good as it possibly can be, but who knows what will happen between them? Link may not love her or he may after all, either way I plan to have love and goodness prevail somehow! Thanks a lot for reviewing, I would like to see more reviews from you since you have a lot of positive things to say about my story.
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