Link and I departed the following afternoon, making sure to say goodbye to King Dorephan, Mipha, and Sidon before we left. Sidon gave each of us a big hug while I told his sister and father I would send word to them very soon.

With that Link I left, winding out way along the path that cut through Lanayru and over the Zora River, which was much lower and calmer now. Still I didn't waste any time crossing the multiple bridges. I had my fill of water and rain for a while. The earth was springy and turned mushy once we reached the marshes, saturated from water with all the excess rain. I spotted the small Goponga Village in the marshes, and wondered how they managed the flooding during the rainy season.

By the time we reached the Wetland Stables, we were sweaty and our boots and pants were covered with mud. I wore my armored boots, their sheen completely gone as mud coated them. I had told the Zora about my abandoned armor and they actually had been able to retrieve it, which I was unbelievably grateful for.

Arriving at the stables, Link and I quickly washed off and retired to our beds. We hadn't talked much throughout the journey to the stables, and a part of me was uncertain what to even say… mainly because I wasn't sure how to act after I had kissed him.

Link thankfully hadn't brought it up, but I knew it had to be addressed eventually. I couldn't just ignore it as if it had never happened, could I? But did I want that? I shook my head, knowing painfully well want I wanted. But it was destined to fail. How could I drag us through something destined to fall apart?

I kneaded my forehead as I laid in bed. I never should have kissed Link. I had crossed a line, one I was afraid I wouldn't be able to reestablish. But… he had kissed me back… surely that meant….

Stop it. I catechized myself. It could have just been the heat of battle…

I sat up, realizing I could just blame it on that: the heat of the moment. Yes, it didn't mean anything…. Although it had. I was all to aware of how much it had meant.

I glanced over at Link, who noticed me staring at him and arched an eyebrow at me. I felt heat come to my face and stumbled out, "I think I need some fresh air. I'm going to sit by the fire for a few minutes."

Link nodded and then went right back to reading his book while I scurried away. How could he remain so calm? Perhaps it really had meant nothing to him. I sighed and sat down, staring at the crackling flames.

Hylia, I'm acting like a frazzled teenager. I moaned internally to myself.

But in that moment I really was a frazzled teenager, lamenting about something so mundane as kissing the boy I liked. I put my face in my hands, wondering why I was thinking about this when there were a million other more important things to think about. Resolutely I decided that I would have to bring it up sooner or later. It would be best to tell Link it had been a mistake, something that had just happened in a moment of panic and terror. I'd apologize to him and then we could move on.

That's all there was to it, but thinking about it made my heart heavy. Tantalizing thoughts flitted around in my brain… of me telling Link how I actually felt, of his arms encircling me, his lips touching mine once more…

I jumped to my feet, my face beet red from such thoughts. Link was my knight and a good friend. He could be nothing more. That was that. Still the pang of longing in my chest didn't recede. Would it really be so bad, if we were together? Customs can change.

I shook my head. "No. This is the way it has to be."

We left in the morning, both Icefire and Epona happy to see us, even though Icefire gave me a few huffed neighs to show he wasn't happy at being left behind once more. Our pace was casual as we entered back into Central, the grassy plains stretching out before us, Hyrule Castle to the North. There were plenty of people, knights making their way along the road and training in the fields as well as merchants and families. They all offered up waves and polite greetings. Everyone recognized me in Central - I had rather enjoyed just being a regular traveler everywhere else in Hyrule.

"Link." I said, building up the courage to talk to him about the kiss. Yet as his head swiveled in my direction all the courage I had tried to muster up drained away. I swallowed, suddenly trying to wrack my brain for something else to say. "Once we return to the castle, will you leave to visit your family?" I breathed a sigh of relief at my quick thinking.

Link thought for a moment, "I'll probably leave in the next day or so. When do I need to be back by?" With that Link I began to discuss details, which made me much more at ease. I wasn't entirely sure what the plan was but it would take a few days to settle back to Castle life and make preparations with my father and the military captains.

"I think if you're back within a week that would be fine." I stated after having gone over everything, "You won't be missing anything exciting. Just a lot of politics and planning."

"Back in time for the meeting with the champions." Link nodded, "And then off to the Lost Woods."

"Yes." I stated, knowing Link and I would be apart for awhile. It would be odd after having him by my side for months.

"What will you do?" Link asked.

I laughed, "More like what won't I be doing?" There was too much to get done, and not enough time. Link and I chatted more about everything that had to happen, sketching out plans in our heads. Before we knew it the castle gates where ahead of us. As we passed by the guards on duty bowed and I called out, "Please inform my father of my return." The guard instantly went looking for a subordinate to carry out the task.

Link and I went to the stables, patting our steads goodbye and taking off our saddle bags. I turned to Link, dropping my two oversized bags at my feet. "I don't think I'll see you much in the coming months." I said meekly, again feeling nervous.

"Yeah…" Link replied awkwardly, scratching the back of his head.

I bit my lip, "I hope you enjoy your time with your family. Perhaps I can meet them someday."

Link grinned, "Definitely. They would all love you."

His words made me happy, but that was out-masked by the anxiety inside me. I knew I had to address it now as the next time might not be until he got back from Korok Forest. "I also wanted to…." I trailed off, looking down at my feet.

"What is it?"

Chewing my bottom lip, I closed my eyes and said, "I'm sorry."

There was a long pause - the sounds of horses neighing and swords clashing in the distance the only noise. "You're sorry?" He asked.

I sighed, "I know it was inappropriate of me to… That is…. What I'm trying to say…" I exhaled, the words tumbling out in a stream of noise but not making much sense. Steadying myself I said, "I'm sorry about what happened on Ploymus Mountain. I was shaken and because of that I had a slip in composure. I realize it was very inappropriate of me and I hope you can forgive me." I gave a slight bow of my head, mostly to hide how red my face was but also to show my sincerity.

"O-oh." Link said, surprised. I peaked up at him, his eyes looking to the side and his face suddenly flushed, "Don't worry about it. He-heat of the battle and everything." He waved his hand dismissively.

I righted myself, a pang in my chest but I didn't show it. This was how it had to be. "Thank you for being so understanding." I said formally. "Now then. I better be off. I need to unpack and eventually see my father." A bitter note had crept into my voice.

"Would you like some help carrying your bags?" Link offered.

I shook my head, "That's alright, I can manage." It would be best if I had some space from Link for awhile. It wasn't his fault. It was actually mine. But I just needed some time away from him to sort everything out with my feelings… I suppose I was going to get a lot of that now.

Smiling my best fake smile, "Goodbye Link. Safe travels and have an excellent time with your family." The voice that left my mouth was that which I used when in political settings, friendly and light - the perfect mask.

"Right. Bye Zelda." He gave a slight wave and I nodded in return, my hands occupied with holding my heavy bags. With that I left the stables, leaving Link behind. Some space would probably be good for us.

As I entered the castle and made my way to my room, I began to wish I had asked for Link's help. My arms felt as if they would fall off. Stopping briefly to rest, a wonderful aroma filled the air. I realized I wasn't far from the kitchen and decided to take a slight detour. Dragging my bags along, I dropped them outside of the kitchen door and entered it, a tray of beautiful, freshly baked buns greeting me.

I felt my mouth water and before I could stop myself I grabbed one of the soft, spongy rolls and bit into it, my entire mouth sizzling with delight. I felt tears well in my eyes as I chewed the bread. Ah how I missed the castle-made rolls, they were like heaven baked into a springy ball of dough. I had missed these almost as much as I missed the forte of blankets that was my bed.

"Zelda?" I stopped mid-chew to look at who had called my name. Mouth full I turned to see a woman dressed in long dark pants and a light purple shirt, an apron over the top which was dusted with flour and had splotches all over it. Her ash blonde hair was tied back behind a handkerchief and she had a wry smile on her face, her eyebrows arched upwards in amusement.

Swallowing my mouthful, I stated, "Hi Fitris."

The head chef walked over to me and ruffled my hair, "It's good to see you safe and sound, Princess. Although by the looks of it, you must have nearly starved on your journey by the way you inhaled that bun."

I blushed, "I just missed your cooking is all."

Fitris laughed, "I don't mind Princess. Did you just get back?"

"Within the hour."

"And one of the first things you do is head straight to the kitchen for some homemade rolls. Some things never change." Her grin widened.

I folded my arms. "I was on my way back to my room actually… but the smell lured me to the kitchen."

"Huh." Fitris placed a hand on her chin, "It's odd because this morning I had an urge to bake rolls, which you know I don't do everyday. Maybe a part of me sensed your return."

"Maybe. Perhaps you can see the future!" I joked.

"Ah, don't get me started." She waved my comment away, "Have you informed your father?"

"I sent a messenger to him as soon as I entered through the gates."

"That's good. He's had a lot to juggle since you've left. Had some visits from several Sheikah, including Lord Vorel himself. And a two eccentric researchers - they've been carting a lot of stuff around, although I try not to get too involved with that."

"Vorel was here?" I asked.

Fitris nodded, "Urbosa too. She paid the King a little visit. Only stayed two days though. Ah, that woman's a force to be reckoned with."

I gave a little chuckle at this. "I concur. Tell me, where is my father now?"

Fitris pondered this question for a few seconds, "I believe he's still in a meeting with Duke Rassol and Minister Mao. He has dinner plans with them as well."

"I see." I mumbled, "Well if anything I can have breakfast with him tomorrow morning since he seems preoccupied today."

Fitris frowned. "I think he has tea planned with Madam Keilani."

"Miss Keilani is here?" I said, surprised to hear that.

"As far as I know she hasn't arrived yet."

"What is she doing here?" Madam Keilani was in charge of maintaining the coliseum and organizing all the events that took place there. It had become a bit of a tourist attraction, the coliseum, and Madam Keilani took ample delight in this, being the shrewd business-woman that she was. She opened the coliseum up for touring and even began a fight league, where warriors from all over could go to compete. The biggest attraction though was the yearly Hyrule Fighting Championship, where only the best fighters were offered an entrée. Father didn't particularly care for such celebrations, so had scorned it, forbidding any royal knights from joining. He didn't want the Castle associated with it in any way. Thus it was a huge surprise that he was meeting with the leader of this organization.

Fitris shrugged. "Her and the King have something to discuss. That's all I know. And to prepare her favorite dishes: scalloped potatoes, seared duck, and wildberry parfaits."

"Guess that means she's staying for dinner." I surmised.

"Oh if she can weasel her way into the royal atmosphere, she'll stay for more than just dinner."

"Too true." I agreed. "I should get back to my room. I have a lot of unpacking to do." I glanced back at the buns on the table, wanting to take some with me.

"Oh just take some. Here." Fitris handed me a paper bag and I put two buns in it. Biting my lip, I paused before I hesitantly grabbed one more bun and then scurried away. Grabbing my bags, I hurried to my room.

Once inside I set the heavy bags down and let out a long exhale. I looked at my room: it was exactly as I had remembered it, organized, with everything in it's intended spot, but also comforting. Sitting down on my bed, I scarfed down another roll and relished for a moment being home. I hadn't necessarily missed the castle, just a few specific things that could only be found at the castle.

Prepping myself, I set about unpacking all of my belongings, my thoughts flickering from topic to topic but staying on none too long. As I pulled certain items from my bag, memories flashed through my mind... of Link and of our adventures. The ores from the Ice Talus... I wasn't sure what I'd do with them, so I put them on my desk to be delt with later. The dragon scale from Farosh... although it had lost it's glow, it was still marvelous and made my hair stand on end. I placed it on the shelf above my desk, joining some other memorabilia I had. The Slate... I put that on my nightstand for later. Finally when I was done, I flopped onto my bed, ate the last two rolls and then contently wrapped myself up in the many blankets on my bed.

Yes, this was the best feeling in the world. This is what I had missed most.

I closed the door to my room and leaned against it, sliding down until I was sitting on the ground. I kneaded my forehead, not entirely sure how to feel about my meeting with my father. He had finally been able to meet with me after lunch the next day and the entire meeting had been a flood of information. We talked about my journey, the dream I had about the champions, the search for the champions, the monsters I had run across, Link, the Yiga, Robbie and Purah, the Sheikah, and what had been going on at the castle since I had left. When we had finally finished, there was only one topic that remained… but father didn't even need to ask it to know.

My powers were still sealed away.

There had been some disapproving remarks, which I held my tongue on and quickly changed the subject back to more prominent matters, such as the champions. We finally agreed on a date to meet with all of them. I still had more questions for him, but we had been talking for hours and I needed a break.

Thus I bid him farewell and returned to my quarters, exhausted. Still there was much to do. I had to go to the seamstress and ask for a new training uniform since mine had been destroyed while in Lanayru - thank goodness my armor had been recovered otherwise I'd have to see the blacksmiths too. I had to write messages to all of the champions and send them out by the end of the day. I had to contact Robbie and Purah and probably Vorel too. And then there were meetings with the Captain of the military to plan and so much delegating - for I couldn't do this all by myself .

"Ugh." I banged my head against the door lightly, overwhelmed by everything I had to organize. My thoughts suddenly drifted to a sandy-brown haired knight. Link was probably on his way home; he had no other reason to stick around here. And once he was back we would have our meeting with the champions and Link would be leaving again - for the Lost Woods. I had told my father about this, leaving out some details, and he had agreed it was necessary, although he didn't look pleased by it.

I wasn't sure how I felt about it either. After so long of having Link by my side, it would be very strange not having him around. Although some distance between us may be a good thing. Especially after my slip up on Ploymus Mountain.

I shook my head, "Ugh Zelda! You really did it this time."

I stood up and walked over to my desk, grabbing a stack of parchment, envelopes, royal seals, and a writing utensil. It was time to write all these letters. Quickly I began to put pen to paper, however the drafted message I had intended to write turned into a quick note to Link. I wrapped it in an envelope and addressed it to him. Then I set about the rest of the letters, scribbling away until my hand was sore.

Link trotted along on top of Epona, riding past the Great Plateau and following the road east. He had left early that morning as he was excited to see his family. He had wanted to see Zelda one last time before he left, but she had clearly said her goodbyes to him the day prior. Besides, he doubted she was awake. After four months of traveling together, Link learned Zelda was not a morning person.

The journey back home was uneventful. Link passed by many civilians and knights along the way, but he hardly noticed as his mind was lost in thought. He was mainly excited to see his family - to hear his little sister's bright laughter, to eat his mom's homemade meals, and to see his dad's broad smile. He had missed them more than he realized. He couldn't wait to tell them all about his adventures - the battles, the sights, the people, Zelda…

He sighed. His thoughts had drifted to her more often than not. He was confused to say the least. He knew how he felt about the determined Princess… but could she actually feel similarly back? On Ploymus Mountain, the way she had closed the distance between them, bringing her lips to meet his… surely that had meant something? It wasn't just a momentary lapse in composure as she said…. And even if it was, didn't that mean her real feelings had surfaced in that moment?

Link frowned. He wished he knew how Zelda truly felt because it was frustrating trying to interpret her actions and words. They seemed contradictory and he didn't know what to make of that. He'd much rather slice and hack away at an army of bokoblins then try and understand just what was going on in Zelda's head. Everything was so much easier with a sword in hand; the world wasn't shades of grey anymore, but became black and white: it was just you and the enemy. Easy. Simple.

Zelda was anything but. But even so, if Zelda did return his feelings, then what? Could anything really be done? She was a Princess, and he a knight - yes a damn good one, but a knight of commoner blood nonetheless. Royalty and nobles always made such a big deal about bloodlines, as if they were trying to create a line of thoroughbreds. Link didn't understand it, but he didn't question it either. Instead he had resolved himself to being Zelda's knight and friend even. And that was that. However, she, Zelda, had been the one to cross that line. Could they really just backpedal over it and act as if nothing had happened? Link supposed he could act like that; he was good at putting up a mask.

And then there was the Master Sword. He'd have to set out for the trials upon returning to the castle. Link had wondered often what these trials were. He was confident in his abilities, but there was a hint of nervousness deep down. Still, one way or another he would complete them. That was the only option he could give himself.

Link looked over at the lookout tower, a signal he was almost home. Deya Village was just over the bridge and down a worn path that led into a gully. By now it was past midday, sunset only a few hours off. By the time he reached his house, his family would be getting ready for dinner, which Link was looking forward to. His mom always made the best meals... and cakes.

Traveling onwards, Link finally reached the path that led down into the gully where Deya Village resided. It was a small village and off the beaten path, so they didn't get too many visitors. Still they weren't too far away from Central that they could always travel to one of the villages or outposts there if they needed something. Even Hateno wasn't that far away.

Link slid off Epona as he entered Deya Village, the sight of his childhood home making him smile. He always felt so content here. He walked through the houses, weaving his way until he reached the southernmost house, which was slightly bigger than the others and had a large forging station and a well next to it. Smoke still billowed from the forge, meaning his mom's and sister's work wasn't done yet for the day. When they had projects, sometimes they would work 18 hours a day, they were so engrossed in their work.

He walked over to the small stables where his father's horse, Thunder, was and tied Epona's reins to it. Thunder was an old horse, but still strong and powerful. He was bigger than Epona and had smoky gray fur and a dark gray mane and tail. Link patted Thunder on the snout, earning him a few nudges from Thunder.

Unable to hide his smile, Link walked over to the door and knocked. The was some shuffling noises, as well as some yelling, but as the door opened he was greeted by his little sister, Aryll. Her eyes fell on his form and she froze, as if uncertain whether the person before her was truly her brother or an apparition. Before she could fully decide, Link closed the distance and hugged his sister to him, her hair smelling of smoke, and her clothes were singed. It seemed like she had just come in from the forge.

"Link." She uttered and then buried her head in his shoulder and hugged her brother in a death grip. Link was impressed as his sister squeezed the air out of his chest. Although she looked small and petite, working in the forge had made her arms and shoulders as strong as a Goron, at least that's what it felt like.

"Jeesh." Link said, "Maybe you should coach me when it comes to arm day."

Aryll released Link, allowing him to inhale deeply. "Oh please." Aryll said and gave her elder brother a little smack on the shoulder. "Mr. Royal Knight here doesn't need tips from a nobody-blacksmith."

"You're not a nobody." Link frowned, although Aryll just rolled her eyes.

"It was a joke. If you'd rather, I can act like a bigshot instead. Although mom and dad aren't huge fans of that."

Link sighed. He had forgotten how combative his sister could be. Nonetheless he couldn't stop smiling. Before he could inquire about their parents a figure walked around the corner, a dishcloth in hand as she wiped off her fingers. "Who's at the do-." His mother didn't finish as her eyes fell on her son. In an instant, she was at he son's side, holding him in a fierce hug. Link had thought his sister's hold was tight… it was nothing compared to his mother's.

"Mom." Link wheezed and Saoirse let go of Link. She cupped his cheeks with her hands as tears filled her eyes.

"Oh Link, we've missed you so much." Saoirse turned to her daughter, "Aryll, go tell your father Link is home."

Aryll frowned, looking as if she didn't want to, but she hurried away. "Mom." Link said, pulling at his mom's hands so she would let go of his face. "You don't need to smother me."

"Don't need-" She huffed, "It's practically my job, ya know: smothering my children."

Link laughed. He really missed his family.

"What's this I hear?" Came a deep voice, "My son has finally returned?" Out stepped Link's father, Damek. He was wearing regular hylian clothing: grey trousers and a red shirt that had seen it's better days. His brown hair had grown long, down to his shoulders and he kept it in a low ponytail. There was stubble on his chin and his deep brown eyes had a smile in them. "It's good to see you, Boy." Damek said as he walked over to Link and gave him a gentle hug. For how strong and muscular his father was, his hug was the most benign.

"What are you doing here anyways?" Aryll said. She had brown eyes like their father, whereas Link had their mother's blue eyes. Aryll's hair was a few shades darker than Link's and was now cut into a bob.

"Zelda gave me a few days off to visit my family." Link explained.

"Zelda…" His mother pondered for a moment, and then her eyes grew big, "You mean, Princess Zelda?

"Why of course Princess Zelda." Damek said, "Our son is her personal knight."

"I thought he was just part of the Royal Guard." Saoirse mused, a finger going to her chin. Link shook his head, already knowing what was going to happen next.

"No mom. He was appointed the Princess's personal knight. Remember, that's why we went all the way to the Castle for his knighting ceremony. The Princess even said the rights herself. You think she does that for every knight inducted into the Royal Guard?" Aryll informed, her eyes squinting in disbelief at her mother.

"Oh I suppose that does make sense." Link's mother gave an innocent smile. "I guess I just thought he was a part of the Royal Guard, and looking after the Princess was just one of his responsibilities."

"Woman." Damek shook his head, "People'd never know how brilliant you are when you act so spacy."

Saoirse laughed and then turned her eyes back to Link. "I'm sorry Link. I guess I'm just not that observant."

Link shrugged, "It's fine." Link had kind of expected it. The official letter had been an invitation to the Royal Guard. It was only later that he had been specifically assigned to Zelda. His mother had seen the letter and that was all she needed to know on the matter. She was like that with a lot of things, only seeing half of the whole picture unless it came to weapons and ores... and people. Speaking of which….

"I brought home some souvenirs." Link slung the backpack of his shoulders and held it up.

"Oh!" Aryll said and swiped for the bag. "Gimme!" But Link was too quick and quickly pulled it away.

"Patience." He teased, earning him another swat from Aryll.

"Why don't we do this in the kitchen." Saoirse said. "I'm cooking dinner. Your father caught some fish down by the river, so we'll have fried fish, braised vegetables, and curried rice. And I think I have ingredients to make a cake after."

"Yes, cake!" His sister boasted and ran for the kitchen.

"Do you need any help?" Link offered his mother as they entered the kitchen.

"You could help me cut the vegetables" She handed him a knife and several vegetables. Link quickly got to work.

"Awe, what about the souvenirs?" Aryll pouted.

"Dig in the side pocket." Link told her. "I'll save the rest for later." Aryll quickly did so, pulling out a little lizard made of colorful beads.

"I love it!" She smiled at her brother.

Quickly the household fell into small talk, telling Link about the happenings of Deya Village since Link had left on his journey. Nothing too exciting had happened around the Village. His father had gotten a small job, escorting a nobleman from Hyrule Castle to Fort Hateno and a few odd jobs around the village helping repair things. His father had retired from most knightly duties several years ago. He was getting older, his body had slowed and things were beginning to ache. And there was no reason to keep working. He had made enough to support his family… not to mention his wife and daughter brought in more than him now anyways. So he mainly did odd jobs around town, took care of his family, and took a few small jobs here and there for some nobles.

His mother and sister on the other hand had been very busy. They had several big customers in the past few months, requesting well-made weapons and shields. Thus the forge had been running constantly, molding metals into deadly sharp weapons and sturdy shields.

"Our current customer wants a novelty piece." Aryll said, picking at some sliced fruit her mother had set on the table as a snack. "He's some rich royal from the Castle. Wants a broadsword as big as him crafted so he can hang it on his living room wall and gloat about it to all his friends." Aryll rolled his eyes. "He wants his family's insignia carved into the blade on one side and on the other a dragon. And the hilt is to be crimson and gold with diamonds studded throughout."

"Impressive." Link said as he sliced some carrots.

"Impressive!" Aryll mocked, "It's just wasteful. All that material just for a wall decoration? Pfff."

"Now Aryll." Damek chided, "We should not mock those who pay us. They've earned their money and they can spend it however they see fit."

"Have they?" Aryll countered, "Have they really earned it? Sometimes I wonder if Nobles are really as noble as they want everyone to think."

Damek laughed. "My girl here is going to start revolutions."

Aryll glared at him and leaned back in her chair, taking the bowl of fruit with her. "Whatever." She replied flippantly, shoving a slice of apple in her mouth.

Not too much longer and dinner was ready; the family of four sat down, ready to feast and eager to hear all about Link's adventures, which he had promised he would tell over dinner. As they each filled their plates, Link began to tell them about his adventures with the Princess, sparing no details. Everyone listened intently, his sister interjecting here and there with exclamations, while his parents occasionally asked a question or two. He told them about the guardians, Zelda's arrows, the hunt for the champions, the attack in Faron, Gerudo and the Yiga, the Rito, the Ice talus they had defeated - which at this point he took out the ores he had collected from the talus, which his mother and sister ogled over, already discussing what they could make with them - the lost woods, the master cycle, Zora's Domain and the flood, and lastly, the lynel.

As he finished his story, his family stayed quiet for a moment, processing all the information. They had cleaned their plates and Saoirse got up to take the cake out of the oven. "A lynel." His father was the first to speak. "I never would have imagined you would find one of them."

"But he took care of it. And saved the Princess!" Aryll boasted, pride shining in her eyes.

His mother walked over and gave Link a hug. "I'm just glad you are safe. I've always known you and your father's line of work is dangerous, but remember to always be careful and keep your wits about you."

Link nodded, "Of course, mom."

Saoirse smiled, "That's my boy. And who knew Princess Zelda was so courageous and bright. Then again if she's anything like the late Queen, I shouldn't be surprised. Your father once told me stories of the Queen. She wasn't afraid to stand at the front lines and lead her army into battle. It seems her daughter inherited a similar spirit."

Link nodded, his thoughts going to the blonde-haired Princess, her emerald green eyes searing into his brain. Link's mother quickly served everyone cake and once finished, Aryll hurried back the forge, while Damek, Saoirse, and Link cleaned up into the kitchen. When this was done, Damek went out to tend to the horses, leaving Link and Saoirse alone.

Link set about building a fire. His mother soon joined him, handing Link a cup of tea. "So, tell me about her." She said suddenly, sipping at her tea. Link gave his mother a peculiar look, causing Saoirse to smirk, "Oh don't act like that. A mother knows her son, even when he says nothing at all." The look Link's mother gave him in that moment, made Link realize just how much his mother truly understood him - his worries, his burdens, even his innermost feelings.

Link forgot how well his mother could read people. Although she had a tendency to overlook details, when it came to people, it was different. She could analyze a person and understand who they were at a fundamental level. It may have come with the territory of having to deal with so many different kinds of people through her work. She always had to know who her customer was.

Link shrugged, trying to act nonchalant. "What do you want to know?"

His mother pierced him with a knowing gaze. "You care for her a lot, don't you?"

Link nodded. "But she's a Princess."

His mother tilted her head to the side, "Yes, she is."

Link sighed, feeling as if what was bothering him was obvious, but he decided to say it anyways, "She's a Noble. While I'm just a commoner. My job is to protect her. That's it."

His mother didn't reply for a moment, instead sipped her tea quietly. "Does the Princess feel similarly?"

Link knitted his eyebrows together, not certain at all how the Princess felt. He shook his head. "I don't know. Maybe? It's hard to tell with her. We've grown close over our journey, and sometimes her actions say that she wants more, but then her words don't." The words she spoke to him before he left flowed through his mind.

"Hmm." His mother mused. "You know the saying: actions speak louder than words."

Link sighed, not sure if that was helpful. "So…"

"So she's probably bound by the same constraints you are." Saoirse expounded. "Her actions betray her real feelings, so she hides them behind words that speak the opposite." Saoirse thought for a moment, "But do note, I've never met the Princess before, so you'd be a better judge of that than me."

Link swallowed, feeling embarrassed but wanting his mother's input. "Mom…" He started hesitantly.

"Yes, Link?" She coaxed him.

"After I defeated the lynel…" Link looked down at his murky tea, the words just on the top of his tongue. "...Zelda kissed me."

There was a pause, which felt like an eternity to Link. "And after that?"

Link shrugged, "She apologized. She said it was a lapse in composure."

Saoirse arched an eyebrow. "Lapse in composure indeed. Although I can hardly blame her. I think most people would lose their composure when faced with a lynel."

Link frowned, "Mom."

"Right. Well if you ask me, in that moment, her real feelings came out. It was only after she realized the consequences of her actions and had to back-pedal."

"What do I do?" Link asked, uncertainty plagued him.

"Why, my boy, that's entirely up to you." His mother nudged him. "She crossed that line, but do you? And if you do, are you prepared for the consequences? But also, if you don't, are you prepared for those consequences?"

Link gave his mother a blank look, causing her to laugh. "Link, my son, every action has consequences - good or bad. While not all of them can be foreseen, we typically have a good idea of what they are. If you do cross that line, it's going to be hard for both of you. I imagine more so for the Princess since everyone has specific expectations for her, but you will face them too. And if you don't cross that line, can you live with never knowing what could have been?"

Link finally took a gulp of his tea, the astringent beverage leaving a bitter aftertaste. His mother's words were insightful, however he still had no idea what to do. "What would you do?"

"Me?" Saoirse pondered, "If I was a Princess and your father my knight?" She gave a soft smile. "I'd always choose your father. He is a good man and makes me happy; but he also gave me you and Aryll. The three of you are the most important things in my life and no matter the consequences, I'd always choose my family."

Link smiled and leaned against his mother. "I love you, Mom."

Saoirse wrapped an arm around Link, not used to him being this affectionate - not since he was a small boy. "I love you too, Link." She sighed, "I can't make the decision for you, but it might be best to talk this over with the Princess. Tell her how you feel. It's a decision that affects both of you. So you should both agree on what path you wish to choose."

Link mulled his mother's words, finding they gave him a certain peace. "Thanks Mom."

"Anything for you, Link." She lifted her hand up to ruffle his hair, "And always know that your Father and I are so proud of you."

Before Link could say anything the door creaked open and his father walked into the house. After a few minutes in the kitchen, he walked into the living room with two plates of cake. "Hope I'm not interrupting an important bonding moment." Damek said as he eyed his wife and son sitting on the floor in front of the fire.

"Not at all, Darling." Saoirse smiled, "In fact you're right on time. Link was probably ready for his second slice of cake."

Damek laughed and handed one plate to Link, which Link took gratefully. His family really did function as a unit, all pitching in, all looking out for one another. He loved them so much. He would find a way to keep all of them safe.

Damek sat down by his wife, occasionally giving her a bite of cake when she leaned over on his shoulder. After a few minutes, Aryll stormed in through the backdoor, her feet stomping on the ground.

"She probably over-hammered the metal." Saoirse said knowingly. "Bad habit. She's a great smith, but get's carried away sometimes."

Aryll stopped in the entrance to the living room. "You're all eating cake!" She shouted. "Without me?"

"Grab a piece and join us!" Damek grinned. "In fact, just bring the rest in here."

"Ugh." Aryll huffed and stormed into the kitchen. She was back in minutes with the tray of cake and fork. She didn't even bother to cut it, but just sat down next to her father and began to dig in.

"Did you want me to take a look at your work?" Saoirse asked, seeing the frustration on her daughter's face.

"No." She spoke through a mouthful of cake. After swallowing she continued, "I'll fix it. Can't have you fixing all my mistakes."

"I don't mind. You're still learning." Her mother replied cheerfully. "Besides, you're doing very well. I wasn't half as good as you when I was your age."

Those words seemed to cheer Aryll up. "Maybe I could use a little help."

Link reached over and took another chunk of cake; his mother really was a great baker. He missed her cakes, and he knew now was his last chance to get any before his sister inhaled it all. "Aryll," He spoke, trying to cheer her up, "Maybe you could make me something." Creative side projects always took her mind off things. Sometimes a little too much where she would cut customer deadlines very close. Perhaps he shouldn't have asked….

But Aryll's face had perked up, "What ya want? How about a shield? You could use one."

Link shook his head. While a shield could be useful... well he hadn't found one that suited him. Most were too heavy or big they slowed him down or got in his way. "No, not a shield." He replied. His thoughts went to Zelda… perhaps his sister could make something for her. But what would Zelda like? "Could you make brass knuckles?"

Aryll frowned, "Since when were you a brawler? That's more of Dad's territory."

"I'm not." Link answered.

"So….?" Aryll prodded, taking another bite of cake.

Link shrugged, "Can you make them?"

"Sure. But what are you going to use them for?"

Link gave his sister an exasperated look, but it was his father who spoke next. "Didn't you say the Princess uses them?"

Aryll's eyes lit up at this and her face contorted into a wide smile. "Link's got a girlfriend." She gloated and jumped to her feet.

"Where is she going?" Link asked in alarm as his sister ran out of the living room.

"Probably to tell the entire village." Damek remarked flippantly as he stole some of his wife's tea.

"She wouldn't."

"Oh, she would." Saoirse said with a nod.

"Huh." Link exhaled and quickly put his cake down to chase after his sister. Thankfully he was a lot more athletic than Aryll and quickly caught her.

"Awww, come on Link!" She pouted as Link hoisted her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. "You're no fun."

Link shook his head. "How are you the best sister in Hyrule, but also the most annoying?"

Aryll grinned wickedly, "It's my talent."

Link sighed. "Zelda is my friend. Just my friend. I only wanted to give her a little gift."

"Uh huh." Aryll retorted, unbelievingly. "So you're tragically pining after her instead. How precious."

"Will you stop?" Link said. "I'll drop you."

"You wouldn't dare drop your darling sister."

Link shook his head. "You're a menace."

Aryll laughed. "Alright." She said as he entered the living room, "I'll make the knuckles. But I get to design them."

"Go for it." Link agreed, setting Aryll down. "But no funny business."

Aryll batted her eyes, "I have no idea what you mean." Link frowned. "Oh don't worry." Aryll reassured. "They will be befitting a Princess."

"Thanks Aryll." Link sighed. She really was something else.

"Glad you two could come to an agreement." Saoirse smiled at them. "Why don't we play some board games? Or do you have to finish up in the forge still, Aryll?"

"Nah." She waved her hand. "I'll finish tomorrow. I'll go shut things down." She walked out of the room. "And no touching my cake!" She shouted back.

"Her cake?" Damek said, taking another bite.

"Just don't eat it all, Damek." Saoirse said as she left to grab some games.

Link's father turned to him and grinned, a glint in his eyes, "So you and the Princess?"

Link put a hand to his forehead, "Don't start Dad."

Damek chuckled, "Don't worry. Just a little teasing. But you've always got my ear if you need it."

Link smiled. "Thanks Dad."

Just then his mother and sister both returned and cleared a space for the games. Saoirse made more tea while Damek and Aryll argued about what game to play first. Link watched his family, his heart filled with content and love. His family really was the best.

First off, Saoirse is pronounced Sur-sha. I know… it looks nothing like that. But I really like the name and thought it was perfect for Link's mom.

Second, when I was first planning this chapter, I didn't intend to make Link's family section this long, but I ended up really liking their dynamic and so it lengthened. I always pictured Link's family as very loving and supportive and wanted to show that here. It's also a very stark contrast to Zelda's family. And I also wanted to establish Link's family because that's something that will come to play in the second book in this series… It's not touched on at all in BOTW, so when I write my version, it will be addressed. That's why the second book is going to be a lot darker than this one.

And third, I realized I never really gave you guys any direction of where I'm taking this story. And that wasn't because I was trying to keep it a secret… it was just since I'm the one planning it, little things like that are obvious to me so I feel like I don't need to explain it, when in actuality I do. So that was my bad! The plan is for this to be a trilogy. The first story, A Hero's Ballad, takes place 100 years before the Calamity. The second story, A Hero's Sacrifice, is my version of BOTW. And the third story (Still debating between three title options) is BOTW2. A Hero's Ballad and A Hero's Sacrifice are pretty much planned out, and I have some threads setting up the third story, although I'm waiting for BOTW2 to come out to actually cement that story. So that's the generic plan I have for this tale. Sorry it's taken me so long to explain that. I just…. Kind of forgot to… oops!

Thank you all once again for all your support. It truly does motivate me to keep at it! :)