KRP – heh, opps, forgot to mention the altar that Link looked in that had the face of the girl, like a glass orb a fortuneteller uses to tell someone's future, he ran because he was scare of what the picture meant, not that he knows. I do plan on talking more about that shrine he found. Yes, they were ten in that chapter, as they are 16 in this chapter. My chapters aren't all that short, in fact, chapter four (which is already typed) is my longest yet, and they should get a little longer. (Fact, Link and Zelda don't meet face to face until they are out of the twilight realm in my story.)
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Chapter Three
Her sixteenth birthday would prove to be the turning point of her life. More freedom and gifts she would never believe when she got them. Where most was jewelry and perfume, there were two gifts that nearly made her gasp. A cloak of black; the fabric soft yet hard enough to block a sword, and properties yet to be known.
Yet it was the gift her father, King Jeramy, gave her that she just wanted to run and hide. He had taken out a sword she had only glanced at when she was in her father's room a few times and was now handing it to her. Zelda reached out in a trance, wondering if it was real or imaginary. Taking the blade by the hilt, she carefully moved it so she was holding it in front of her face to look at the beautiful blade.
"It was once your mother's sword." The king said, "the real reason that you learned the sword was because she wished it a few weeks before she gave birth to you."
"Mother, wanted me to learn the sword for this reason?" she asked, looking right at her father. He merely nodded, and a faint smile crossed her face. "She wanted me to be able to travel, didn't she."
"That she did." Rick said, passing a sheath over to Zelda, "Your mother really liked looking out over the lake down south to watch the sunset, best seen on clear days."
"I'm going to have to see that for myself." Zelda said softly as she strapped the blade around her waist so it was on her right side, easy to grab, "Do I have a horse?" She asked
"Yes, one we have been caring for, for a while now." A guard said, "I would believe you are allowed to travel alone now that you have a sword."
"Yes," Zelda said, putting the cloak on and walking over to her father, "I would expect to be alone, as long I as tell father I am out."
"If you plan more than two weeks, carry a messenger fairy, they can travel fast."
"I will, but I plan to be back in a week, I'm just going to feel what it's like being free."
Her father smiled, and Rick leads the way to the stables. He takes Zelda right to Sandstorm, a dirty white horse who seems happy to see the princess. Petting the horse, Zelda looks at Rick.
"You still going to be around the castle now and then?" she asks.
"Yeah, why?"
"Figured you could stop by, and see if was around to help me master the use of a sword, now that I have a new one."
"Ah, got yea, I'll stop by the normal time to see if you're about, otherwise I'll just leave."
Zelda mounted the horse as Rick led him out. The princess looks one more time at Rick and nodded, "I'll see you around, master." She teased as she urged her horse to gallop away. Rick only stare confusingly at her retreating form.
With her hood up, none of the commoners recognized her except the guards, who just let her on. The air outside the castle seemed so different then what she was use to, but 16 years of being somewhat trapped inside the castle did have an effect. Once outside the market and castle, nothing but huge fields of grass filled her sight. More in awe then afraid, she just looked at her new surroundings as she got a hold of her wits as the horse moved in a trot. Not knowing where she was going, she just let the horse guide her. "Take me to that lake in the south." She whispered into the horse's ear, who seem to comply and head in that direction.
The horse got her there just a few hours before sunset. The watery air was soothing to Zelda's strained lungs from years of sword training and helping out at various jobs, like cooking and sometimes, even help a shop in the market sell stock. Getting off her horse, she let Sandstorm wander as she walked over to the water's edge and sat down. The few people there didn't bother her as she just stared out. She knew she could do this as much as she wanted now, as long as her father knew she was out. Zelda looked up into the clear sky as the sun began its final decent, only to rise again in the morning. Nothing could explain what she was but wonder and awe.
The biggest fish he ever caught was as night padded itself in place of the daylight. Link was getting ready to head back inland when his line snagged, and he struggled to reel it in. The fish was about 20 pounds heavy and it took Link well into the raising moon to capture it.
He was proud of himself, and carried it into his home feeling the same way. When his mother saw the fish, nothing could keep the smile off of her face. She had his older sister come and take the fish to put away while he hugged him.
"Nice catch, Link, I'll only forget it if you catch a bigger one."
"Heh, maybe when I'm stronger." Link said in a low, soft voice.
Both laughed softly at the joke as his mother ushered him to his room for the night. Link looked out his window at the rising moon. It was half full, and only shone half the light. With a gentle smile, he dressed into his nightclothes and flopped on his bed.
He could see a wolf in a strange realm he has never seen; he wasn't even sure where he was himself. The wolf was being dragged away by creatures he never seen. The wolf looked stun by its form, as if it was once human…
Link awoke with a start. Morning a taken place of the night, but he didn't feel refreshed any. He almost wanted to call off the day when he realized he need to help the blacksmith the in shop. With an audible groan, he pulled himself out of bed and got dressed.
"Today is going to be a very long day." He muttered to himself as he ate breakfast and headed to the smith's shop.
