Chapter two

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Oni-kaiser: I am very sorry that this is confusing at the moment but it will get less so. I'll explain what I mean as I go along. Anyway thank you very much for reviewing, I really appreciate it, it's my first real fic y'see.

There is a tale that speaks of a legend within a legend. It tells of the three guardian houses of Hyrule. It is said that just before the goddesses departed for the heavens each pulled out a strand of their hair. From each hair they created a hylian. These hylians were unique among all the others because instead of simply being called out from the void, as all the others were, they were actually a part of each goddess and carried their blood in their veins and only a bearer of the triforce could defeat them.

It is also said that each goddess gave their creation a gift. Din gave hers great strength of mind and power of the limbs, Nayru gave hers wisdom and swiftness of foot, Farore however simply gave hers courage and an obligation. From her line would come a hero, a hero that would become a living vessel of all she valued but would also suffer great hardship before achieving his goal.

The goddesses charged them with defending Hyrule and all its inhabitants. If they succeeded they would be rewarded when they died. But they also forbade them to mix their line with any of the other gods. For they knew that a child with the blood of two gods would be doomed to long years of suffering. The purpose of this would be to test him before allowing him to receive the godhood that would be owed to him by right of blood.

These hylians eventually married and had children who in their turn defended Hyrule. These children in their turn went on to have children and so the great houses of Farore, Din and Nayru began.

During these times of unrest in Hyrule when no race trusted the other and the sheikah were untrustworthy, it fell to the three houses to supply a bodyguard for the royal family.

(A/N. this is just a little bit of background information. I will try putting a little at the beginning of each chapter to see if it works.)

In another part of the castle, the guest's quarters, the four Hylian young men were getting ready for the celebrations.

Toruno of the house of Nayru was a short thin youth with curly black hair and blue eyes that always glimmered with mischief. He was the sort of man who relies heavily on his speed in battle to overcome his far more powerful enemies. The bow and arrow tended to be his choice of weapon although he did also favour the dagger for close range combat.

Adan of the house of Din was huge and strongly built. He had soft brown eyes and a gentle smile. In a sharp contrast with Toruno in battle it was his strength that aided him. The mace and chain tended to be his weapon of choice, other then that he used his fists.

The last but not by any means least was Felarei of the house of Farore. He was of medium height and had the build of an athlete, his hair was a sandy blonde and his eyes were green (A/N think adult Link with green eyes. He was not as strong as Adan nor as fast as Toruno but had enough of each attribute to defeat any enemy on the battlefield.

His skill lay in the broadsword and in riding, it was said that when he was mounted in battle he was unbeatable.

The prince Harkinian was a blonde haired man with blue eyes. His major skill lay in diplomacy.

"So what do you think this Blodwen girl will be like?" asked Toruno while strapping on his ceremonial armour over a blue tunic. "Do you think that she'll be a spoilt brat like all the other noble girls that age or do you think she'll actually be worth all those praises the people sing of her?"

"I guess we'll just have to wait and see," replied Adan who was currently preoccupied with finding his left shoe.

"I hope that she's like what that farmer we met on the road told us," said Felarei as he pulled on his boot.

"Oh and what was that Fel?" asked Toruno. Harkinian meanwhile burst out laughing.

"He said that she was good at riding," he explained.

Felarei blushed and concentrated on pulling on his boot which appeared to have gotten stuck.

"Calone there are so many people out there." Blodwen whispered to her maid.

"I don't know what you're worrying about. You'll knock them dead." She replied

"But..."

"Child trust me, not one of those stuck up little Miss Prissys out there can hold a candle to you."

"Okay, okay I'll go out there already."

"I expect a progress report when you get back."

"What?"

"I want to know who you thought was a gentleman half worthy of you." Calone rolled her eyes.

"Fine, fine," Blodwen replied.

"Good." Turning to the herald she said "Very Well Undro you may announce the Lady Blodwen."

As she descended the stairs to the ballroom she looked back to see her old nursemaid crossing her fingers and smiling at her.

So what do you think? If any one reads this story do you think you could please review? I would really appreciate being told what I need to do to improve my writing style. I'd even welcome flames.