Zelda sat on the edge of her bed, staring at the wall. She debated with herself about taking the action of suicide. If she killed herself now, she would hurt those around her, but then Gannon would not be able to use her against her own people.
Impa pushed the door open a crack and slid through.
"Zelda, I know how you must feel right now, but… well, we have to leave."
"Why? We're all going to die anyway."
Impa looked at her charge and all of a sudden saw a little girl, blond hair flying out behind her, running down the castle steps at meet her father… Impa wiped away a tear. The castle was rubble and the king was long dead.
"Zelda, if we don't go now no one has a chance. I know you and I are probably not going to live through this," She sat down next to the Princess, "but others might."
Zelda smiled wryly and shook her head.
"I'm not going anywhere. Just promise me something."
"What"
"If you find me, bury me next to him."
Impa hugged the Princess tightly. The Princess hugged her back.
