Zelda stood on the circular pedestal as the castle's tailor sewed the bottom of her wedding dress. Three mirrors were arranged in front of Zelda, so that she could see herself from all angles. The wedding, which would start later in the evening, was being set up in the castle's steeple.

Zelda yawned after being awoken so early to have her dress made and sized.

"I just don't see why you waited until now to have your dress made, your highness," said the tailor on her hands and knees fixing the bottom.

"It doesn't matter," said Zelda. "My life ended last night anyway," she said under her breath.

"What was that?"

"Oh, nothing."

"All finished. Stay here; I'll go get your veil."

The tailor ran into the next room for the veil. Zelda looked into the center mirror. She gazed sadly into it. Then, in a flash, she Link behind her. She turned around quickly, but to no one's surprise, there was no one there. She was alone in the room.

The tailor came back with a sheer white veil wrapped around a crown. Zelda placed it on her head and put the veil over her face. She didn't want anyone to see her cry.

"You know Link," said Tarron, "This place isn't so bad. I might want to live here."

"I've lived here my whole life," said Link, "and couldn't leave for seven years! Thanks to…oh what was her name?"

"Zela? Zeda? I can't really remember." Link and Tarron laughed.

Link was showing Tarron the forest. The sense of peace and quietness made Tarron feel like a new boy again.

"I'll help you build a new house if you want," said Link.

"That's ok. I don't think I'll need much help," Tarron laughed, showing off his powers.

"Where are you thinking of building it?" asked Link.

"Not sure yet. Maybe over there, next to the pond."

"Not a bad idea."

"Link! Link!" called a high-pitched voice. It was Saria.

"Hey Saria!"

"Link, who is this?" she asked.

"Oh, sorry, Saria, this is Tarron. He's thinking about living here."

"Nice to meet you," said Tarron. He whispered in Link's ear, "She's cute."

"So, I see you're back early from your little trip, or so I've heard," said Saria.

"You've heard correctly. I'm helping Tarron build a new home here."

"That's nice. Well, Tarron, if you need anything, you can always ask me, I live in that house that is connected to the bridge." Saria walked to the little store and disappeared through the door.

The sun was smiling down upon the forest, and although it was a beautiful sight, it made the climate very hot for building a house. Even with earth-controlling powers.

"Hey Tarron," asked Link, "It's getting hot, let's go rest at my house."

"Alright," said Tarron.

Link led Tarron over to his little tree house. The ladder, the way up to Link's house, was decaying over the years. Pretty soon, he'd have to get another one.

"This is your house?" asked Tarron when he was inside.

"Small huh?" asked Link.

"I'll say, but it is cool in here. So that's good. WHAT THE HELL IS THAT!" Tarron yelled when he saw the cow standing in the corner.

"Oh, that's Leslie, she's my cow."

Tarron was catching his breath from being surprised, he spoke in deep breaths, "And….just…..why….is….there…..a…cow….in….here?"

"Malon gave it to me after I beat her horse jumping race record."

"Who's Malon?"

"She's a girl that works at Lon Lon Ranch."

"Lon Lon Ranch?" Tarron remembered the previous evening from the ball about the girl that worked there. "I met a girl last night that asked me to visit her there. What was her name? Karen? Kana? Kana? Yeah, that was her name, Kana! The girl from the party."

"Sounds like you have a little crush."

"I do not!" Tarron sounded childish.

"You want something to drink?"

"Sure. Milk would be nice."

"Coming up."

Tarron tried to ignore the splashy noises in the cups, but couldn't help but pay attention. "Where'd you learn how to milk a cow like that?"

"When you're stuck in a place like this for a long time, you'd be surprised at what you can learn on your own."

Link handed him a cup of milk.

"Thanks," said Tarron. He sat down on a chair, Link did the same.

"So, why were you hanging around Zelda?" asked Link.

Tarron almost chocked on the milk he was drinking, he coughed a few times, but he was able to say, "I just wanted to see her. You know, thank her for saving my life that one day a while back."

"Oh, I see."

"That letter you gave her…….."

"What about it?"

"You really wanted her to see it. Didn't you?"

Link stood up and walked outside, Tarron followed and saw him standing on the balcony.

"Yes," said Link.

"Do you love her?" asked Tarron, almost already knowing.

Link blinked slowly, "…yes."

"So why do you keep running away?"

"I didn't run away, she did. She left me in Termina, and she left me…." Link closed his eyes hard, "a long time ago, when she fell in love with Roy." Link opened his eyes that were now wet and puffy.

"I've never been in love until recently."

"I envy you, Tarron. You didn't have to live for seven years in sorrow and regret. Now that you've fallen in love, you will see things differently. In unknown darkness and heartbreak is something you will experience very often."

"Link, you're a legendary hero. I've listened to tales of people like you. And if there's anything I've learned from them, it's that you can't let your personal feelings get in the way. Passion, love, and care, are things that will just slow you down."

"No Tarron, that's where you're wrong. It takes all of those things to be a hero. Passion for what you do to do it right. Love for people that you must save. And care for everyone who is counting on you, on who you are, and what you say. A person cannot be a hero on just a sword and a shield, but on the hopes of the people that he protects. And if that may be in a form of an emotion or a person, they will do anything but slow you down in your destiny."

"You're right Link. You are first and foremost a hero. But just because you bear a lot of courage, there is one thing that you still fear."

"What?"

"Your heart……"

Tarron jumped down from the balcony and walked away from Link.

Impa helped Zelda put her veil on. "This is a very important day for you, Zelda," said Impa. The sun outside of the window was close to setting, awakening the night.

"I know, Impa," said Zelda.

People from all over Hyrule were coming to see the wedding of the princess and prince. All were seated in the castle chapel where a choir, an organ, and many instruments were playing music as the guests arrived.

Zelda was breathing hard as she grew more nervous. "You don't have to do this you know."

"Yes I do."

"Well Zelda, I won't stop you. No one can."

"Well Daniel, the day has finally come when I will be king of Anthea," said Roy as he was dressing his self in front of the mirror.

"I'm excited too sir, but, don't want to get married for love?" asked Daniel.

"Love? Who needs love when you can have anything you want?"

"Because love is luxuries that not even a prince can afford."

"Whatever you say, Daniel. All I know is that Zelda will be my bride, and then Hyrule will be mine!" Roy laughed an evil laugh.

"Could you stop doing that sir? You're scaring me."

"Oh, sorry."

The bells rang and everyone was silent. Roy stood at the end of the red carpet next to Daniel, his best man. The carpet was laid out like a river, parting the two families on the bride's side and on the groom's side.

The bride's maids came out first, carrying red, blue, and purple roses with them. They walked gracefully down the aisle and parted in half as the reached the minister. The king sat on his throne from a balcony as he watched the ceremony form above.

Once everyone, but the bride was out, Zelda's maiden bride, Impa, came out. Everyone stood, for they knew Zelda was coming out next. When she did, soft melodies filled the air. Zelda's long dress dragged along the floor behind her. People began to sing as the beautiful princess, hidden behind a long veil, approached the end of the line.

The walk seemed to last a thousand miles to Zelda. She finally reached Roy. She looked up behind him and saw her father smiling down on them. She had to be strong. She had to do this.

"My people!" the minister said for all to hear, "The three goddesses, Din, Nayru, and Farore, smile down upon these two people."

The minister's assistants handed Roy and Zelda two identical golden glasses of blessed water to them. Zelda looked in it and saw her reflection. A single tear drop fell and made a ripple of many circles in the center.

The minister continued, "With the tying of this sash," he tied a white sash around the two cups Roy and Zelda held up, "We not only unite two people, but two kingdoms!"

The minister pulled out a sword. "Once the sash is cut, the ceremony will be complete," he said. He raised the sword up high. Zelda, making her final decision, threw the golden cup on the floor before the blade could meet the sash.

Roy looked at the floor where the cup and spilled water lay. "Zelda, what are you doing?" he asked.

"This is wrong," Zelda said, pulling off her veil. Everyone in the room gasped.

"How is it wrong?"

"I can't Roy. I'm sorry."

"Don't tell me…..you've fallen in love…with that forest boy!"

Zelda bit her lip, trying to keep herself from saying yes.

"That's it. I've tried to patient with him, but no more! He will regret the day he tried to take away my kingdom from me!" Roy pulled out his own sword. "I'm going to kill him! I'm going to kill him!"

"Roy, NO!" Zelda was going to run and try to grab the sword, but Roy pushed her down and ran down the alter to the forest. The words that Zelda's eyes were saying echoed in his mind…"I love him, I can not marry you."

Oh and, by the way, a new chapter in Ikana Dynasty is out!