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Zelda walked up to Lynk and pointed at her, "Lynk, I don't ask for much, so what I am going to ask for, I expect you to follow. I'm asking you to never do that again. Is that clear?"

It took a moment, but Lynk nodded to show she understood. She pushed her bangs back, tucking any locks long enough behind her ear.

Zelda sighed, letting some of her anger melt away. "Regardless, I'm glad you got here safely."

"M-me as well, Mistress Lynk," Paya said.

"Paya and Zelda have a point," Impa stated. "Even though Ganon is gone, Hyrule is still lurking with monsters. Though I doubt that was much of a problem for you. And now that you're here, perhaps you could join us for lunch. Paya, you wouldn't mind cooking for our guests, would you?"

"Of course not, Grandmother. I'll-I'll be right back," Paya said before leaving the house.

Zelda looked at Lynk, she probably wanted to cook, but she didn't seem to mind.

Impa spoke up, "Mistress Lynk, now that you're here, you can take Paya's makeshift bed in her room. She'll be fine making another one."

Lynk nodded and started heading upstairs and Zelda went to sit down besides Impa. They talked for a little, and it wasn't long after that Lynk came back downstairs and Paya came in with the food. Unsurprisingly, Lynk finished her food first. However, even though it was clear she enjoyed it, she looked disappointed.

"What's wrong, Lynk?" Zelda asked.

"Nothing's wrong, I'm just hungry," Lynk said as she reached into her adventure pouch. She started eating a meat skewer and when finished, she went upstairs.

Zelda quietly watched her as she took another bite of her own food. I swear, her stomach's a bottomless pit.

She eventually finished her food and decided to go upstairs. She heard something and stopped. She leaned closer to the doorway and heard Lynk say no to something. She peeked into the room and saw Lynk make a dismissive shooing motion at something. However, she couldn't see what because Lynk's back was to her. Zelda decided to make her presence known and stepped into the room. "Lynk?"

Lynk swiftly turned around to face the princess.

"I heard you talking to yourself… Is everything all right?"

Lynk nodded.

Zelda took Lynk's word and decided not to ask anymore questions. She went to her temporary bed and Lynk sat down on her bed mat. Zelda picked up a book on the vanity that she had started reading a few days earlier and continued to read. At some point in her reading session, she found herself being distracted by Lynk and whatever she was doing on the Sheikah Slate. Zelda couldn't see anything, but Lynk was obviously keeping herself busy. But now that she was focusing on Lynk, she noticed some significant changes that she hadn't noticed earlier.

100 years ago, Lynk's hair was shorter than hers by a few inches, and now it surpassed hers by at least a foot. Lynk's bangs were longer as well; they constantly fell in her face, and it was almost second nature for Lynk to tuck them behind her ear whenever they fell. But whenever she forgot to, or didn't care enough to, they fell to her chin and completely covered her right eye. Appearances aside, Lynk's behavior changed. She wasn't as cold as she was 100 years ago, probably due to the lack of completely acting out of knighthood, and seemed more willing to talk. She was still quiet, though, which Zelda just believed was because Lynk wasn't much of a talker.

Zelda leaned against the headboard and let her mind drift off as she thought about Lynk's adventure. Lynk did a lot in the span of about six months. She met and helped a lot of people, freed the Divine Beasts, completed plenty of shrines… There was a lot she could think of that Lynk did. She then remembered that Lynk actually recollected some valuables that had been in Hyrule Castle before being stolen by some thief. She had to watch, too occupied by Ganon to do anything. Regardless, now that she was thinking about clothes, she wondered what other things Lynk had gotten. "Lynk?"

Lynk stopped messing with the Sheikah Slate and looked at Zelda.

"This is a strange question, but what equipment did you get on your journey?"

Lynk furrowed her eyebrows a bit.

"I'm sorry. I know it's a bit random, but I was just thinking about your adventure and I remembered all the different equipment you had."

Lynk put the Sheikah Slate down and removed her belt to give it to Zelda. Zelda started to dig through the pouch, and it wasn't long until she started marveling at some of the armor and weapons. They spent the next few hours talking about the armor and equipment. Well, Zelda did most of the talking, but she did require Lynk's input every now and then. They continued talking about the equipment until dinner was served, and when everyone was done, they all turned in for the night.

Early next morning, Lynk woke up and got dressed. She fought with her tangled hair as she tried to fix it into a ponytail. Zelda and Paya were still sleeping, so she decided to go downstairs. She saw that Impa was also sleeping, and how Impa slept sitting up was something she would never know. Regardless, being that she had nothing to do, her attention fell on the photo hanging on the wall. Quietly, she made her way over, her eyes narrowing slightly as she examined it.

The photo was a memorial of sorts of her downfall at Fort Hateno. The longer she looked at it, the more she felt the all-too-familiar overwhelming sensation that was usually associated with remembering something. But the image forming in her head wasn't of Blatchery Plain. In fact, the area didn't look like it was even close to Fort Hateno. However, before the memory could be recovered, Lynk turned her head and closed her eyes. Whatever memory was about to be retrieved faded away, and she was left with only the unclear image in her head.

She sighed, feeling a bit more at ease, and went to the Journal of Various Worries. A strange book in Impa's home that, as the name implied, anyone could write their worries in. She picked up the pen beside it and opened to a blank page. She stared at it for a moment before finally putting the pen to paper and began writing. It was a slow process, but she wrote down her recent experience with the photo. However, she was so distracted by writing that she hadn't realized that Impa had woken up. When Lynk finished writing, she closed the book and placed the pen back by its side. She stood up and was going to go back upstairs but was startled when she saw Impa staring dead at her. A quiet gasp escaped her and she took a step back, bumping into the desk.

Impa gave Lynk a small smile and said, "Now what has the Hero so troubled that she's writing in the Journal of Various Worries?"

Lynk felt hesitant to talk about her problem, so she instead opted for picking up the journal and giving it to Impa. She quietly said something along the lines of making breakfast and left.

Impa read the entry and found herself intrigued. She closed the journal, and instead of putting it back on the desk, kept it by her side. Not too long after, Paya and Zelda came downstairs. They sat on either side of Impa and stayed quiet for a moment before Zelda started talking. Lynk eventually joined them, though she didn't participate much in the conversation. However, when she did, it was a bit random and off topic.

"Do you want a tour?" Lynk suddenly asked the princess.

"What?" Zelda asked.

"A tour. Do you want one?"

"Uh, no, thank you. Kakariko Village hasn't changed much since the last time I was here."

"But the people have."

Zelda stayed quiet for a moment before saying, "You make a good point. Well, I suppose a quick tour couldn't hurt." Zelda stood up and followed Lynk.

The tour was nice, plenty of pleasant people to meet. And by the end of it, Lynk had trapped Zelda in a game of tag with Cottla. Lynk stayed with Koko, giving the young girl advice for her recipes. She saw Cottla and Zelda run past but also noticed that some of the villagers were making their way to Impa's house. She found it a bit strange, but remembered that the villagers were allowed to go to Impa's house as much as they wanted. Soon enough, Zelda joined her. The princess practically collapsed into the chair besides Lynk.

"Did you have fun?" Lynk asked.

Zelda gave a heavy sigh. Lynk suppressed a giggle at the princess' reaction. Zelda sat up and watched as Dorian went to his daughters and led them to Impa's house.

"Everyone's going to Lady Impa's house," Lynk said suddenly. "Something may be wrong." She stood up and made her way to the house.

Zelda caught up with Lynk and opened the door, only to see something completely unexpected.

"Surprise!" the villagers exclaimed in unison.

Zelda yelped and stepped back, almost bumping into Lynk. She took a breath to calm herself down and did her best to smile. "Th-thank you, but what is this for?"

"It's to thank you and Mistress Lynk for saving Hyrule," Impa said.

"Let's eat!" Olkin suddenly yelled, prompting everyone to take a seat either in the house or at one of the picnic tables outside.

Zelda had small talk with Impa, Paya, and every now and then, Lynk. Lynk left the conversation at some point and went outside. This allowed Impa to give Zelda the journal.

"Princess, Lynk wrote something that I believe you'll find interesting." She handed the journal to Zelda. "It's the latest entry."

Zelda opened the book and flipped through until she found Lynk's entry. She quietly read it and said, "So…Lynk started remembering something different than what she remembered the first time, although she already regained her memory for that photo. This is interesting, but it's confusing as well. How is Lynk remembering something different if it's triggered by the same photo? It makes no sense."

"Perhaps she's not remembering something entirely different, but perhaps an extension. Maybe what happened before."

"Possibly. Well, hopefully, Lynk won't mind talking to me about it."

They went back to light hearted chatter and it remained that way before Lasli came upstairs.

"Come on, the fireflies are out," Lasli said, a large smile on her face and turned to leave with everyone following her outside.

Light remarks about how pretty and lovely the sunset fireflies were filled the usually quiet night. Koko and Cottla started chasing some of the fireflies and it wasn't before Lynk joined them. Everyone was enjoying themselves, and either joined in on the chasing of the fireflies or watched. Pikango was behind everyone else and painted the scene before him. Eventually, everyone went home to rest for the night, and Kakariko's usual quiet returned.


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I hope you enjoyed this chapter of Once in a Blood Moon. And now's the part where I semi-promote myself. Feel free to leave a review, ask a question, or something. I don't know. You do you. Until next time. Bye~