Chapter 3! I forgot to put in a AN for chapter two..haha. I was in a rush to update. Anyway, this is my Turkey Day Update! I hope everyone has a fantastic Thanksgiving. It's snowing where I live right now (booyah).

"Are you alright, miss? You seem..." he paused. "A bit...off balance."

"Oh, me? I'm quite fine! And yourself? You should keep warm, you know. You might catch a cold and be sick and then goodness me, what will we do about our Pineapple Jelly and your poor pony!" Zelda said, raving incessantly like a lunatic. Too much alcohol could be the only reason present for the man to accept.

"So, why are you looking for this mysterious man? What if it's dangerous? You should just go home." He said, his icy blue eyes surveyed her. "What exactly are you doing out here anyway?" He brushed his golden bangs from his eyes.

Zelda opened her mouth to comment but the words just wouldn't come to her mind. The only words that she thought of were Castle and Link. "Do you have a girlfriend?"

He averted his gaze and shook his head. "Who are you to ask me this question? Why don't you answer mine?"

"I want to know. Court me!"

"...I don't even know you! And besides, I have a fiancee already!" he lied, his eyes focused on his pint as though it were much more interesting than she.

"A fiancee? Whowhowho?"

"Uhm, well.." He started to come up with a lie but as soon as he continued to speak, Zelda passed out onto him. He, in his shock, picked her up and sat her on his lap. In doing so, he felt something in her pocket that was pointy and sharp yet metallic like. He fumbled through her pocket, trying to find what it was that he felt.

'Perfect. What is...what is this?...ZELDA?'

He had found her crown.

Zelda awoke minutes later to find herself in a hotel room. Her vision was blurred and objects floated in and out of her mind. She tried to sit up but she was suffering a major headache and didn't bother to move her head.

"Where...where am I?" She said aloud to herself as she scanned the room. "Oh god...what did I do?" Trying to think back to what happened was difficult. She barely remembered anything.

And then he walked in.

He, with his glamour amd mystique. His triumphant attitude which accompanied his stride and his expression was stone-cold. He was carrying a wash cloth in one hand and her cloaks/robes in the other. Setting them aside, he approached her bedside and lit a candle to illuminate her face.

"Do you have a deathwish, Princess?"

Zelda sighed and rubbed at her eyes. She made the connection. The man from before, the man infront of her now...they were both...Link.

"You have a fiancee?" She shouted, kicking the blankets off. She was still garbed in her traditional pink Princess outfit with her gold trim along the sleeves and neckline.

Link looked away. "And if I do?"

"I just..." Tears began to form in her eyes. "We're best friends. Why couldn't you tell me who she is?"

"Zelda, it's just none of your business. You're a monarch and you should be more focused on the--Zelda, what's wrong?"

Zelda clutched the sheets with her hands. "Why must you constantly critique every action I do?" Tears continued to collect in her eyes as they threatened to fall.

"Because I want you to be a successful and knowlegable queen."

"But your words hurt me, Link!" she cried, "They cut through my self-esteem like the master sword on an enemy. Clean sweep and leaves no survivors. Difficult to recover. Why don't you understand your words hurt me more than anything else?"

"You should not let my words interfere with your descicions.

"But...But I love you!" Zelda shrieked at him. "Your words mean the world to me and they have never once been a comment of praise. You can never comprehend that pain! I love you...! And you ran off and got yourself a fiancee?"

"My private life is none of your concern and neither does it belong in the nose of the Royal Government."

...Ouch.

And so ends Chapter Three. Review, please.