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Well, I did it! 2 chappies in one day! Even though I wrote them in the past 2 weeks...meh. This one is as fluffy as the Link/Kera one. I love fluff! ::dances in layers of fluff:: Oh yeah, did you notice I fired Malon and Zelda? Meh...got too...strange. Well, on with the chappie!
Zelda had a wondrous evening with Riengulf. But at midnight, her nursemaid informed her of her bed-time. "Princess, you must get ready for bed. A big day awaits you tomorrow." Zelda didn't remember any plans for the next day, but Impa's orders probably came from Anton, and she had to obey her father.
The princess started to answer, but Riengulf beat her. "Impa, if it isn't too bold, may I walk Zelda to her room?"
Impa was a bit surprised, but she let him go. "Alright, but I'll give you twenty minutes, and only twenty minutes. I will be waiting in her room, and if you don't show at that time, you will be hunted down. You have been warned." Impa knew that it took fifteen to walk to Zelda's room, ten to run and even less with the castle's secret passageways. Of course, she had to make a good show for the guests and especially the King, who had never run nor used the passageways to his daughter's room.
Zelda quickly took off, grabbing Riengulf's hand on the way. "I know how to get us there in five," she said as soon as they left the room. Taking Riengulf through the passageways, she reached the panel to the hall where her room was located.
"Whew," she said, catching her breath. "Record time."
Riengulf smiled, breathing hard, too. As soon as his breathing was normal, he pushed a strand of hair behind Zelda's ear. She looked at him in the moonlit darkness and placed her hands on the back of his neck. He put his arms around her waist, and their lips met. Neither had ever felt this way before, and they each pulled toward the other. Long after, they released, but didn't move much. Zelda put her cheek to his cheek and whispered into his ear.
"What a wild feeling. I never knew such a feeling existed." She slowly drew her face to where she could see his.
"Princess, I have to agree. I think I love you." Their lips met again in a kiss. At last they parted, and Riengulf touched her face. "Where have you been, Zelda? I love you." She laid her hand on top of his and looked at him.
"I don't know, Riengulf. I love you as well." Again, their lips met each other. When they broke, Riengulf whispered, "I don't want to leave you, but we'll both be in trouble if I don't get you to your room soon." He quickly kissed her for the last time. Zelda turned around and pushed the panel behind her. Once they were out, she pushed it back into place and took Riengulf's arm.
"Lovely evening, isn't it?" Zelda wanted to make it look like they had walked the fifteen minute route to her room.
"Perhaps, but not as lovely as you." She smiled, and came up with her own response.
"Remember when I told you that you were handsome? Well I wasn't lying." Riengulf smirked and raised one of his eyebrows. No girl had ever told him this; he had actually never courted a girl, even at the age of eighteen.
"Well, here's my room. Thank-you for bringing me back, Riengulf." She reached and hugged him, and he held onto her tightly. "I love you," she whispered. As they parted for the night, Impa came out of Zelda's doorway.
"Right on time, Princess. Now, off to bed with you." Impa watched as Zelda walked to her door, glanced at Riengulf, then continued walking into her room. She smiled knowingly and asked the young man, "Any questions, Master Manalin?"
"Ahh…" he was still watching Zelda. Quickly, he snapped back to the question at hand. "Yes, actually, when would be the best time to speak with the king?"
Impa couldn't have been surprised if she tried. "Right now would be fine, or you could wait until tomorrow. Do you need directions back to the ballroom?"
"Actually, yes. Zelda and I were involved in a most interesting conversation, and I didn't notice where we went."
Knowing that probably wasn't the case, but giving him the answer anyway, she said, "Now, take the first left, then…" Riengulf listened, and wrote it all on his memory. He thanked her and turned to find the ballroom. He located it with no trouble, for Impa's directions were clear and flawless. 'Like Zelda's skin.' When he entered the room, he quickly found the king and went over to him.
"Ah, Riengulf, I trust you got my daughter safely back to her room?" Anton had been chatting with Madan before Riengulf came over.
"Yes. Sire, may I speak with you for a moment?" He was a little nervous, but went on with his quest.
"Of course, young man. We can go to my lounge. Madan, please excuse me." Anton led the young man to the lounge, and closed the door behind them. "Now, what do you wish to speak with me about?" He had an inkling, but let Riengulf confirm it.
"Sire, I…" He had never done this before. How do you do this? "I would like to…court your daughter."
Anton's face broke into a smile. "How did I know you would ask that, Riengulf?" He chuckled. "There is no man that I would rather have court my daughter, not only because you are Madan's son, but because I have heard of your intelligence and your ideas about children. I know that Zelda agrees with you as well."
"Thank-you, sire." Riengulf bowed and turned to leave, but Anton stopped him.
"Riengulf, I want to tell you something." He faced Anton and listened intently. "I know that you don't have much experience with women, and that's nothing to be ashamed of. But my daughter is the moodiest of them, only comparing to her mother. Never let that stop you from loving her with everything you've got. Her moods will always return to love if you treat her with nothing but that. Trust me, I know." Riengulf bowed again, but Anton wasn't finished. "One last thing. Zelda's mother had a vision before she died that her daughter's second love would be the link to her decendants. If you don't know, she was in love with someone else, but nothing came of it. Gather what you will from that, but I think you know what it means." Anton pointed Riengulf to the door and explained the directions to his room. "Now, go get some rest. I have a feeling that you will be needing it."
The young man followed the king's directions and found his room. He quickly made ready for bed, and fell asleep dreaming dreams about a certain princess.
So...how'd I do? Fluffy, eh? Oh, next week is band camp (only for half days) and Bible school(in the evening, and I'm a music...uh...teacher? I teach the kids the moves). Then the next week is band camp again...so don't expect too much. I usually come home with lips ready to bleed...I love being a trumpet player! Muhaha! (I'm a band geek...weee!!!) See ya later! (Too much sugar...)
