Previously…
In gathering information, Link stumbles upon a book that once belonged to him. While he feels the edge of a memory trying to return to him, there is something missing that is keeping him from it.
Zelda enacts a plan to hopefully stop Link's relapse, luring him to the one closest to him. Just when she thinks the bait wasn't enough, Link shows up to Sidon's party at the last minute.
-Only obvious key points will be summarized. There are likely moments of an Unreliable Narrator or Sneaky Foreshadowing.-
CHAPTER WARNINGS: Almost Amputation
It had taken all of his stamina to run from the entrance of the city all the way up into the archway of the grand hall. Link had about keeled over once inside, lungs burning and muscles screaming, he had to support himself on his knees. Panting and sweating, he bitterly thought how nothing had gone as planned today. This is stupid, I shouldn't be here.
Yet the moment the scent of delicious food hit him, the Hylian's stomach reminded him that he had hardly eaten all day. Well, that was motivation enough for a tired body to finally stand up straight. Link scanned the hall in search of the alluring aroma. But as he lifted his hand to clear his forehead of sweat, something caught his eye that made him freeze.
That beautiful crimson red could only possibly belong to one person. It was Sidon and Link knew, no– that wasn't quite right, Link felt that the prince was looking at him too.
A sensation washed over him like the waves of an ocean. This flooding feeling that hung off his ribs like an anchor, dragging him into the deeps as the pressure built in his lungs. He couldn't breathe, he couldn't hear.
A faint, flickering blue light reflecting of his gauntlet was the only thing that managed to break his fixation on Sidon's form at the far end of the hall. For a split second, Link was confused, then suddenly realized that his soul was starting to appear. Was it because of this alien sensation? Quickly the warrior covered the only exposed skin, his face, with his hands.
Still he felt that he was submerged, only now there was what sound like a thunderstorm above water pounding in his ears. Enclosing so fast and loud like he was being charged at by a Lynel with a war drum. Nauseated and feeling faint, was he still not breathing? The young man was likely to pass out at any moment, before the lightning cracked, striking his core through the vastness of the ocean he was drowning in.
Link gasped as hands came down on his shoulders, all that he had felt seconds ago drained out him like a dam breaking free. The relief he felt after being released from that overwhelming sensation was– it was almost pleasurable. Like his body and soul had been scrubbed clean, feeling lighter than he had felt in years. His very knees shook as he panted, the world around him becoming alive once more as he dropped his hands.
Praying as he looked upon the face of the one touching him, that his soul had become hidden once more. The fact that no blue light reflected in those familiar golden pools, was a good enough sign for him.
Sidon. Looking the prince over and noticing a change in his attire. The silver neck piece he remembered was gone and replaced with silver vest that reminded him of King Dorephan's. He had a similar red sash and a crown too.
Though almost humorously enough, Sidon looked about the same as Link felt. He even goes as far as having doubt that the prince could hold him up if his legs really did give out under him. The Zora was trembling almost as much as he was and breathing oddly heavily as well. "Link, are-… are you alright!?"
His voice was also oddly quieter than he recalled. Did he just run across the hall to keep him from falling over? Figures, Link weakly managed to smile. Sidon has a heart the size of a mountain. [I came as fast as I could… Sorry for being so late. Did I make in time?]
The prince's expression went from being puzzled to realization, surprised, and then lastly pure joy. Sidon started snickering before it became full blown laughter, the Hylian even joined in a little. Though still worn out from trying to get everything ready last minute and then get here as fast as he could without burdening the-
"Yes! Yes indeed, Link!" His laughter dying down enough to speak a little and dropped to sit before the smaller man. It took everything to resist crushing the man in a long overdue hug. "You have made it, my dear friend! I–! I cannot express my immense joy with words alone on how happy I am to see you at long last!"
Link wanted to tell Sidon that he felt the same, but he knew that if he got distracted any longer he would forget again. [Happy birthday, big guy. I brought you the best gift, one that I doubt that even your father could give you.]
Sidon wanted to correct him, that it wasn't his birthday, but settled for just enjoying the moment. "The absolute best, thank you for granting my selfish wish, Link."
[Not me, fool.] Link unclasped the chain around his neck and then looped around the man before him. The gesture filled Sidon's belly with butterflies as Link leaned in to secure the hook on the chain, leaving him in a sort of daze until the Hylian began moving his hands once more. [This. Though I am sorry if it isn't as fancy as your other trinkets. I'm not an artist.]
Taking the ornament in hand that hung on the chain, he inspected it more closely. It looked to be a tin whistle; a long, slender metal body about half the length of his hand, but it only had one finger hole. And Sidon couldn't quite understand how it fit so perfectly between his fingers.
"You made this?" He asked in awe and when Link nodded, it made the gift all the more valuable to him, a true treasure. Now what kind of sound does it make? Bringing the mouth piece to his lips made the man before him widen his eyes in panic and lunge to stop him. Chuckling, Sidon quickly turned his head to the side to dodge the hands.
As he blew, finger pressed to the key, a loud fluid note rang throughout the hall, silencing everyone. It was a high tone and he held it for a moment before releasing the only other note, this one much higher than the last. He held that note for about half the time, but overall it was pleasing to the ears. All eyes were now on the pair, though the only voice heard afterwards was the prince's. "It sounds lovely, thank you. I shall treasure it always."
Though, Link looked greatly upset, annoyed even. Was he not suppose to play it in front of others? Or was the sound an undesired outcome? Frowning, Sidon spoke. "Forgive me, I did not mean to upset you. Did I play it wrong?"
[No. You played it perfectly without even knowing the notes. And that's the problem!] And before he could ask how that was a problem, Link cut him off. [You weren't suppose to play it inside! Tell everyone to stand back from the entrance. There's nothing we can do to stop this now. Hurry!]
Completely confused as to what was going on, Sidon got up from where he sat and turned to face the hall full of people still curious to find out what was happening. "Pardon me, everyone! But Link requests that we stay clear of the entrance! Promptly, if you please!"
Though it wasn't a moment later before the sound of speedy, thundering clacks were fast approaching. Frightened guests made a quick getaway to the farther side of the hall, while a pair of guards rushed forward. This however, only made Link panic. No! Get away from there! He wished he could shout, but knew it was impossible. Ripping off his Zora helm, the Hylian man rushed towards the guards. Using the last of his strength, Link shoved them to the floor just in time as he caught the fiery maned beast from the corner of his eye barrelling towards them.
Thankfully recognizing him as Link ducked and she made a leap over top of him instead of mowing him down. But the aftermath was an utter nightmare.
The loud bang that came from her landing, the marble flooring shattering five feet in all directions like glass, caving in around her hooves from the sheer impact of the three thousand pound animal. However her momentum was far too great as she continued to slide forward, chipping away at the floor as she scrambled to turn around. Sidon and many others made screaming dives to get out of the way of the giant horse.
When she had caught her footing, she ran back towards Link, circling him and the two guards till she slowed to a trot. But angrily stomped her hooves into the stone as they raised their spears towards her, purposely smashing the flooring in warning, a display of strength, a threat. One Link was well aware she would act upon, after all, he had been the one to teach her how to fight.
The moment she stopped circling, with ears flat against her head and beginning to shift her deadly weight side to side, Link stood in front of her. [Drop your weapons, but to not lower yourselves!] He told the guards and thankfully they listened. But the mare was still preparing for an attack, lifting one foot only to pound it back mercilessly back into the flooring. Turning to her, he held his hands up and tried to redirect her focus to him by whistling.
It took two attempts to grab her attention, but the Hylian man managed to take hold of the reins and turned her away from the others. Still too on edge to duck her head, though he still gave her soothing pats on her chest and lower parts of her shoulders. After a moment, he knew it was alright to leave her as she nickered and dropped her head into a more relaxed position. Though she followed a few steps behind him as he walked towards the fear stricken audience.
[I… I'll pay for all the damages. Did anyone get hurt?]
"What is the matter with you!?" Muzu shouted at the top of his lungs, making his way to the front of the crowd. Pointing an accusing finger at the young man, turning the silence of the hall into rising mummers. "You show up suddenly after a few years, having the audacity arrive late to the Prince Sidon's grand celebration and you bring that–that thing in here with you!?"
I knew this was a terrible idea. Link thoughts full of self resentment, his emotions plummeting as he lost the once uplifting feeling from before. It wasn't the right time.
"It's not his fault, it is mine!" Sidon quickly stood up for his friend, moving to stand at his side and holding the flute in hand. "I shouldn't have played the gift before Link could explain. All that had just occurred here is not of Link's doing, he will not be held accountable for any of it. I shall personally see to it that the hall is repaired, even if I must mine the ore myself!"
As much as Muzu wanted to argue, he knew he couldn't so the elder Zora turned away. Bitterly complaining to himself about the damage to the celestial home of the royal family. While Sidon resisted the urge to frown from such words, he looked to his father to find that, though he had not expressed any reaction to the scene, he was not pleased.
I will speak to my father at a later time. Right now, his main focus was still on his friend. And looking down upon him now, he could see clearly what Zelda had been trying to tell him. Link's eyes had lost all their shine from moments ago and his face was void of any clear emotion. As Sidon tried to think quickly on how to reverse it, fidgeting with the flute still in his hands and he noticed the horse's ears point in his direction. Did… he recognize it?
Then all the pieces fell into place and gave the creature a big smile, though kept his pointed teeth hidden. The flute had not drawn in Link's horse by accident nor was it the true present given to him. No, the great steed was Link's gift to him. Not wanting to set them off on another rampage, carefully he lifted his hand and made intentions to pet the dark muzzle. "My, what a gorgeous animal you are. May I touch you or do I frighten you?"
Whether the horse could understand or not, she bumped the prince's outstretched hand with her nose and gave a small huff. It filled Sidon with glee, happily petting the soft fur along her snout and over her cheeks. "Truly marvellous! Link, do tell were you obtained him. I did not know that there were breeds of stallions this large, why I dare say he's almost as big as a Lynel!"
[Girl.]
"What girl?" Sidon questioned as he focused more on Link for a moment, hands aimlessly running along the sides of her neck now. But there was a faint flicker of light in the Hylian's eyes now.
[The horse, she's a girl and she is bigger than a Lynel.] He had easily seen the size difference during a fight with a silver mane. Link decided to leave out the fact that she could fight one and most likely win on her own if she had to. Though was a tad startled when Sidon suddenly moved to grab the saddle. [What are you doing!?]
"Why, going for a ride of course! I've never ridden a horse before." Grinning from ear to ear, Sidon was greatly looking forward to the experience, despite the disaster that struck the hall.
[My point exactly! You don't even know how to mount her properly and what about all the people–] Link became silenced as the other man picked up and placed his Zora helm back on his head.
"I'm sure they will be more put at ease if I ride her out, rather than walk her out like a wild animal." He whispered only for Link to hear. "Tell me how mount up and you lead us away."
Reluctantly, he agreed, reaching up to touch the stirrup. [Put your left foot here and hang on to the front of the saddle as you stand and swing your right over her back. Be quick, but gentle in resting your weight down.]
The taller nodded in understanding, but it didn't make Link any less nervous watching him bounce a few times before climbing up. The mass of people giving out their own gasps of surprise and fear. Link then rushed for the low hanging reins, having forgotten to grab them before the prince began to mount. She tugged back as Link tried to ease her, swishing her tail and turning her ears back, irritated from being mounted by an unfamiliar person. Especially one that was giving her mixed signals.
[Hold on to the saddle horn if need be, let your feet hang loose and sit up straight… Good, now relax and don't change position.] He then lead her out with little difficulty, she appeared to be happier away from party of people. Though she never did too well in crowded areas.
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The moments to come after the incident became the close to the celebration for the night. Some began to depart to their rooms, while others remained to finish discussions or to gossip.
"So that was the Hero of Hyrule?" Yanun questioned aloud, not directed at anyone in particular. But Zelda still hummed softly in acknowledgement, too distracted by her own worried thoughts to properly reply. "Strange. I was expecting something… different."
"Different? Different how? Like taller or more imposing?"
"No, nothing like that. I've already been told everything about his form from Prince Sidon. Yet, when Muzu scolded him like a pup, the Hylian just stood there and let it happen. Why did the warrior do nothing to defend himself?"
Zelda's gaze softened a little as she looked away from the Zora princess and at the wreckage at the front of the hall that the giant horse had caused. "It can be hard to speak-"
"Not that. Hine is also one of few words, but that does not stop her from defending herself. If someone had spoken to her like that, she would have challenged them." To say the least, Zelda was slightly surprised by this woman. The look on her silver face and the tone of voice, it was cold and distant. "However. If it had been me, it would have been far worse."
"But– Muzu may have taken it a little too personally with his dislike of Hylians, but he is an elder."
"What does age have to do with anything? Would you protect yourself differently if your opponent were young or elderly? Would you let your body or honour be wounded if this were the case?" When Yanun's calm, cold gaze fell upon Zelda, the way the Hylian woman was looking at her, she realized that she had gone too far. Weakling. Taking a breath and relaxing herself, the Zora apologized. "Forgive me. But it's just not right for someone of great strength, someone worthy of respect to be treated in such a way. And for everyone to think that there is nothing wrong with it. That they should do nothing to defend themselves. It angers me."
Zelda too, relaxed and a small smile formed on her lips. "Thank you, I'm sure that Link would have appreciated your feelings."
"Princess." Hine addressed with a bow after approaching. "A warrior seeks your council with Prima."
"Oh, they are early?" Yanun looks up at the Zora woman with renewed spirit and then dismiss herself. "Goodnight, High Councillor Zelda."
"To you as well, Princess Yanun."
Ascending the staircase at the back of the hall and with a good distance between any that might hear them, Hine spoke up with irritation. "If you are done playing, oh great one. You might be disappointed to know that Marillo lives."
"Oh? I thought that sharp-ear and his pack had long since died. What proof do you have of this or are you just trying to pass a joke." Yanun glared up at the taller woman, Hine often tested her luck on how far she could take her humour before the priestess would hurt her. And Yanun was in far less of a mood right now.
"As if I would be stupid enough to make such a bold claim." She scoffed and paused at the top of the steps. "It's not likely that there is any sharp-ear breed in these lands with that colouring. If you stood next to him, you should still see the branding sticking out from his collar." She then pointed him out of the crowd below.
Though his hair was not its natural colour; dyed black, his pale skin and purple eyes were a clear tell. It was Marillo. Yanun smirked and leaned against the banister, watching as he escorted the Head Councillor out of the hall, smiling and talking the whole way. "Hm~. Looks like he's quite close with that Zelda woman. I hope that you haven't gotten too comfortable, Marillo."
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After a few moments of walking under the twilight hour lit sky, the prince broke the peaceful silence. "Thank you, Link, she's amazing! I did not think it possible for me to ride a horse in all the years I have left to live and I cannot express just how excited I am to ride alongside you!"
Though his excitement caused him to waver in the saddle, not to mention his sudden loud voice startled the poor girl. She gave a small hop forwards, though it would have been harmless if it were not for Sidon being unaware of his heels. He accidentally kicked her, signalling her into a gallop.
Unfortunately Link was lifted off the ground she reared, all three of them crying out for different reasons. Reflexively, the Zora grabbed the Hylian with one hand and then pressed their bodies against the horse as she stampeded once more.
Hylia, help us! Sidon was scared, scared of dropping the man that was tucked under one arm, scared of falling off, scared to open his eyes. All he could do was keep a death grip on the saddle with one hand and the other around Link. Then he suddenly felt a smaller hand grasp at his around the horn, Sidon didn't know what Link was trying to do. But the fear had over taken him and couldn't even make his eyes open to see what the other was saying. Yet it didn't stop Link from forcing his way between Sidon and the horse.
By the time Link had gotten one leg past the weight of Sidon above him, the sound of clacking hooves had become padded thuds. They had passed over the bridge and were now barrelling down the path away from the Domain. There wasn't much time left before the path became too dangerous to let her run in the fading light of nightfall.
Link tried to push up against Sidon, needing him to sit up, but the other man only pushed back harder in response. Forgive me. Link thought before he jabbed him in the gills with an elbow, forcing a pained yelp from Sidon as he flinched away from him. Though suddenly sitting upright made Sidon panic, eyes now wide open and hands flailing to grab on to something. "I'm going to fall!"
Not if Link had any say in it, twisting just enough to grab onto the bottom of the silver vest and pull the prince back against him. Regrettably, Sidon's claws scratched across her shoulders as he made a grab for the saddle once more. She screamed in pain and tired to shake them off as she continued to charge.
Link tried to replace his hands, but Sidon refused to let go as he yanked on them. He then bashed his head against the Zora's torso, glaring up at him until their eyes finally locked. Mouthing the word 'listen' as clearly as he could and tugged at Sidon's hand.
Finally he did, trembling as he reluctantly released his grip of one hand and Link wasted no time removing it from the swell of the saddle, redirecting his hold onto the horn. Then the other to rest across Link's stomach, grateful when Sidon pressed them together. Now he could take hold of the reins properly and use his body to guide how the larger man positioned his weight.
It was difficult and strange, but Link finally got the mare under control, slowing her into a walk. In turning around, Sidon kept his form glued to Link, following the way the smaller moved against him. They were all panting from the episode and when the prince began to calm, he hung his head in shame. This night is not going so well anymore.
Choosing to remain quiet, Sidon thought it would be best instead of causing more trouble for his dear friend. Looking down, watching Link gracefully handle the giant, he worried a thought from before. When he had laid his hands upon the other back at the palace.
His deepest fears were true, he had definitely grown since the last time they saw each other. Sidon hadn't noticed it when he was with Zelda, because he had seen her much throughout the past four years, politically of course, yet still. Looking over the small Hylian, noting just how big his own body was against the other, feeling the other's form press into him. It may not be noticed by others, but it was painfully clear to him. Sidon was still getting bigger… after all he was destined to be like his father.
While it wasn't the first time they had been so close, because Link had ridden him while swimming a few times, but this. This was different. It stirred something inside him, creeping up his spine as he watched how their hips swayed in unison as the horse moved under them. His breath hitched as it dawned on him, he desired Link. A feeling he was familiar with, but this one was a new form, it was physical. It shouldn't have surprised him as much as it did, Sidon had fallen for the young man years ago. But with the realization, came immeasurable dread. This is wrong.
Wrong. Wrong. Wrong! His mind cried out, but his heart sang a different tune, a melody so loud that his soul dared to dance. He couldn't allow that to happen, ever, never again, and he closed his eyes to focus on suppressing his soul. It isn't right for me to feel this way towards him!
Beginning to tremble, Sidon tried to remove his hand from Link's torso, but Link was quick to press it back against him. Wrapping his own fingers around the large hand as much as possible. Was he trying to comfort him, did Link think he was scared of falling off again? As his heart pounded in his chest, he worried the other would notice.
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"I… I have messed up twice now, both times horribly so. Please forgive this great fool, Link." He spoke with much regret as he watched Link grab supplies from his usual mount's saddle bag. Holding on to whatever items the other would hand him.
[It isn't my forgiveness you need to ask for.] Link said as he then pointed to the giant mare. Who was watching them with her ears flat against her head, it was almost like she was glaring at them.
"I doubt that she would let me to tend to her wounds that I gave her…"
[Did you mean to do it?]
"No! Never, it was an accident! I was just frightened I would fall off!"
[Then the best way for her to know that, is if you show her.] Link smiled softly. [Nothing says sorry better than helping heal the wounds you've caused.]
Sidon was quiet for a moment as he looked at the healing ointments and bandages. Then looked to Link as he asks, "What is her name?"
[Doesn't have one. It's not like I can call her by name anyways.] Even his own mare didn't have a name, everyone else just called her 'Link's horse'. All his communication was either physical signals or whistles. [Besides, from the moment I saw her, she was always meant to be yours. You should be the one to name her.]
While it was extremely thoughtful of him, Sidon had never had to name another living thing all his life. He was at a loss of what to call her, but that could wait until another time. In fact, glancing to the normal sized horse and then back at Link, there was something of far more importance that had to be asked. "I know that I had only requested for a few hours, but… when do you plan to leave?"
The hesitation in Link's replay filled Sidon with anxiety. [Not tonight, it is too late to leave now.] After all, he had only planned to deliver the gift and congratulate him. Honestly, the only reason he wore the Zora armour was because he didn't have any clothing that would likely be good enough for a royal birthday such as his.
The little joy that answer brought him gave the prince the courage to be bold once more. "Then, if isn't too much trouble. Could you possibly give me a few lessons in riding?"
[Well…] Link frowned.
"Just enough to get me started! I do not believe any other instructor would be able to teach me how to handle such a unique horse and you were the one to train her, were you not? You would be the best to know if I am doing something wrong or that she herself is having problems!"
[Alright, fine.] He gave in, who was he trying to fool? Link couldn't say no to Sidon for such a simple request, but after that, that was it. No more, he would return to his duties. [But first thing tomorrow morning. I can't stay too long.]
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"But what about your horse?" He did not mean to complain, truly he didn't. But with the strange mixing of anticipation and anxiety from what happened last night. Sidon was concerned with them riding the same horse, not necessarily the horse herself.
[She'll follow.]
"Then perhaps it will be easier to lead my horse?"
[It would.] Then Link gave him an annoyed look. [If I could trust you not to set her off like before. Now mount up.]
The prince gave a heavy sigh and approached his steed with great caution, his hand fumbling to get a steady grip on the saddle horn. Mounting went much smoother and Sidon was thankful for that, though her ears twisted back as she glanced over her shoulder at the rider. Who gave a sympathetic smile before giving her neck a light pat, it would seem that she still held much distrust in him and honestly he couldn't blame her.
A light pat on Sidon's own leg made him look down at his small, worried stricken friend. [We don't have to do this if you're not ready. I know yesterday gave you quite the scare.]
"I want to do this Link, I'm-" Just not at ease with the thought of my body being no longer within my control with you so close to me. "… I'm just a little nervous. Do you need an assist?"
Link gave a little smile at that and then shook his head, before gesturing Sidon to move back a little. Now, he did have to jump up before he could get a foot in the stirrup, but he was capable nonetheless.
Sidon couldn't confront it, at least not now. But with Link pressed once again to his torso, he could feel every muscle tense. Like he was preparing to be struck and taking a long breath in anticipated glee at the same time. It also didn't help when the other took his hand to place over top the Hylian's front like before. Feeling the light steady beat beneath his fingers.
Relax, focus on the lesson at hand. He gave his head a faint shake, closing his eyes and breathing out slowly. For who knows when the next time we will see each other.
Once Link was settled and with reins in hand, the giant mare was much more content as she awaited proper instructions. With a light clicking of his tongue and a gentle tap of his heels, they were off down the pathway. Their destination, the Lanayru Wetlands.
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Honestly, Link had picked this place because it was the nearest area of flat land. But he wouldn't say that it was his best idea, the wetlands was certainly not ideal for riding lessons, especially for first timers. Luckily, despite the constant state of near flooding, the ground was firm enough for a decently safe ride.
It was just after six in the morning now, the rising colours rested calmly across the water's surface. Birds of all sorts giving their morning calls to their neighbours, water buffaloes grazing in the far off distance and the odd croaking chorus of frogs. It was a fine morning.
Well, it started that way, but it quickly became a ridiculous tug-of-war of mistakes and mischief.
Sidon began very strict in his learning and during the coming hour, much did not go his way. The first half had been mainly explaining how positioning, physical ques and handling of the reins translated as a form of communication to his partner. This knowledge Sidon was confident that had a decent grasp on, but acting upon it was a far greater challenge.
Twice she had thrown him and many times she simply would not listen to him, even if he was doing it right. She once even did the opposite, much to Sidon's annoyance and Link's amusement. The mare was as stubborn as she was large, but the prince was persistent and gentle. Not once getting mad at her or putting harshness in his voice. Sidon was determined to befriend the horse, for them to share complete trust in each other like Link and his own loyal friend.
Yet, now he began to push forward. Wanting to ride at the Link's side as they pleasantly journeyed around before breakfast, not do slow, sloppy circles around him. Giving his mount a light kick, almost falling off as she lurched forward, they set off away from his teacher.
Sidon pretended not to notice as he heard Link's clicks and whistles to grab both of their attentions. He got hers though, ears flicking back and twitching in hesitated decisions of having to pick between commands. Falling back on Sidon for now and continued on her trot forward.
The brown mare quickly came up beside them, Link glaring and signing stiffly. [Why are you ignoring me? Slow down, you're not ready to move this quick.]
"Come now, I'm doing fine aren't I?" He grins with all the lustier of the dawn, though his friend didn't seem to be fazed. But it didn't dampen Sidon's spirit. "I do believe that even she would appreciate something other than slow circles. A light break if you will!"
Link gave a light groan, not liking the risk of him being thrown again due to the temperament of the horse he rode. But there was also a limit she would comply with the repetitious actions too, more than half the reason it took as long to train her, practically a year. [Fine, but only for a little bit.]
"More than plenty! Thank you for allowing this small request, Link!"
[Don't think that it will always go your way.] He huffed and resisted the urge to roll his eyes. Though his guilt was quick to settle in his gut. Realizing now that he might have taken his lesson with Sidon a little too seriously, treating him like knight in training rather than the dear friend he was. What am I doing?
[Sorry, that wasn't what I meant to say.] His expression falling as he spoke. [I've been a mess since I arrived and… I have no excuse, but I hope you can forgive me. And for ruining your birthday celebration.]
"It is quite alright, I understand you are under a fair amount of stress from your knight training. But you didn't ruin the celebration nor was it my birthday."
[It… wasn't?]
"No, my birthday is at another date. Yesterday was my names day."
[What is the difference?]
"One's names day comes after successfully hatching, to name a child before is considered to bestow terrible luck to the fateful day. In addition, the celebration is only held once every five years."
[And is there something special about the hundredth and eightieth?]
"It is the year of wisdom and for a royal member it is the time that one has a voice in decision making for the kingdom."
Link hummed in reply and nodded his head in understanding. Well, it was highly unlikely that he could have a full grasp of the meaning, but perhaps it was similar when Zelda had become seventeen. If so, did that mean that Sidon was only now becoming an adult? Did that make Link older in a sense?
"I do have a question I have been meaning to ask." Sidon began, only continuing after Link acknowledged his inquiry. "The saddle fits me perfectly and I know that was the intention, but how did you manage such precision?"
Link didn't quite know the reason to his sudden surge of embarrassment, alright fine, the first thing to pop into his mind was the painting of Sidon from the fanclub. He still hadn't the time to destroy the thing. Fidgeting with a red marble earring as he thought the best course of action.
"You are looking a bit flushed, Link." Perhaps a little light teasing was in order and Sidon gave a small smirk. "Did you sneak into my private quarters to gather measurements, perchance, while I slept? That's quite rude and bold of you, I would have told you simply for the asking. You could have woken me, you know."
What!? Link's eyes practically popped from his head. [NO! I would never do something as creepy as that!]
The prince gave a hearty laugh to the warrior's further embarrassment. "If it were true, I probably wouldn't have minded. I know your intentions to be pure as your soul."
[I go to find a way to get me your measurements.] The Hylian huffed, annoyed at the continued heating of his cheeks. Only Sidon would see him with a pure soul, everyone else knew it was soaked in blood.
"And where's the shame in that?"
[Because it's who he is. You know just as well as I do what happens when you send him on an errand run. I should have gone with the maturest of th B, I clearly wasn't thinking straight that day.] At this the both of them burst out into rolling laughter.
Though both horses flicked their ears backwards and Link's tried to bolt, but he pulled back out of reflex. He thought it was just her itching for a run, but she tried to fight him, crying out in fright. The Hylian warrior quickly looked about the area, was there a hidden monster, a Lizalfos that she was trying to warn him about?
There was nothing and then was something.
It started with a thump, the sound of two large masses colliding.
Sidon crying out in pain and the horses crying out in fear.
Wind whipping around him so strongly it blinded Link, carving the shallow waters up and away. The sensation alone gave him flashbacks to his first encounter with a rogue guardian, the only thing missing was the heat of a laser skimming past.
Link regained his vision seconds later and Sidon was no longer within sight, the giant mare had been thrown onto her side, but not seemingly injured. Not by the wind, no by a much stronger, more physical force. But there was something here he didn't recognize, a huge black and brown mixed mass looming in the short distance.
It spoke, a shrill screech not much unlike that of a hawk. "Sting all want, poison tongue! Short-tail take!" Then it swiped down with its large limb, a familiar cry rang in Link's ears. A scream worse than any nightmare. It was wrong. It made him sick. It made his very blood boil. That sound should have never been heard again, not after all the wounds Link had bared in their stead and this being, dared to make him hear it twice?
He hadn't recalled when he had given the signal to his horse to charge, nor his plan of attack. But after lunging at them from behind, Link's sword pierced into the back of the creature all the way to the hilt with intent to kill. Though the amount of feathers and uncertainty of locations that would be vital blows made the task difficult to handle swiftly. Yet despite the blood clearly having been drawn and the depth of the wound, the being did not make a sound.
"L-Link!" Sidon cried out, coughing painfully as the weight was shifted off his chest, but the sharp talons digging into his shoulders prevented him from moving.
"Off." They growled, reaching behind to rip the warrior away, Link's armour protecting him from being maimed as he was thrown. A familiar sound of claws clashing and scraping against metal. Without it he surely would have lost the use of his arms. His sword was lost in their body, but if he could rip it free, there was a chance that a wound that great would end them. The young man hit the ground tumbling before rolling onto his feet, Link turned and charged back on his foe he took in their form.
They appeared much like a Rito in shape, shared similar likeness in beak and feathered body. But far too large, standing twice that of a true Rito. Arms almost as thick as their torso, long talons curving from each red finger. Their equally red face standing out against the darkness of their black body. Definitely not a Rito, but if they were similar, then Link had a very good idea where their weakest points were.
"No fight, sharp-ear!" They screeched, arm splitting in half down from the shoulder- no, they were unfurling the true length of their wing! And attacked Link with the gale of wind that came from flapping one mighty limb. Their bloody hand was only half the length!? He cursed. It was terrifyingly worse than being fanned with a Korok leaf as he was sent flying backwards.
"Then fight me!" Taking advantage of his attacker's distraction and twisting to land a blow to their exposed belly. It was enough to break free and put some space between them, but at the cost of critically wounding his right bicep. Burning as blood spilled from the gaping wounds, his fingers tingled and twitched as he tested how much control remained.
"Ka! Too stupid to sting and now wound self!? Short-tail won!" They spat and expanded both wings, feathers ruffling to further enlarge themselves. A primitive form of intimidation and while Sidon was frighten of this creature, it was not due to size. No it was because he clearly knew that the odds of this battle were greatly stacked against him with his opponent being capable of flight and no deep waters for him to leap from. His own size also made him an easy target. However it wasn't completely hopeless, it was two against one. Glancing to see Link closing in on them, fury in his eyes.
"Swift death Short-tail promise!" They did not wait for Sidon to attack, instead they clapped both wings together and flung the Zora backwards with wind power alone. He landed on his wound, shouting out once more in pain and the shock to his nerves ceasing his movements. The feathered one made enough force to slow Link down as they propelled themselves up and pounced at Sidon, talons spread wide for the finishing blow.
But was deterred at the last second when the Hylian flung themselves over the Zora, shielding his heart and head with his own body. Daruk's protection activating, the ruby gem barrier saving them both from being impaled. Talons guided away to then sink into the ground around the pair instead, with that the power faded away, but rather than attacking they screamed in rage. "MOVE!"
Link refused, unfazed, glaring up into those cedar brown eyes with all the ferocity of a beast. Over my dead body. He wouldn't allow any further harm to come to Sidon.
Yet when they dared to pull him away, Link growled and just about snapped, he had wanted Urbosa's fury. A full powered overkill to fry them into oblivion, a one way ticket to the afterlife. Deep down he sought it, but he was well aware that doing so in wetlands would kill Sidon too. Though it was Revali's gale that burst forth, effectively startling and throwing off their coordination at the same time. Unfortunately, despite the massive wing span reacting like a sail, they kept themselves from being thrown back by quickly closing them and digging their feet in further to ground themselves.
"Two? How two!?" They demanded, scowling down at the small being. But this time they would watch more closely as they again tried to remove the Hylian. Link was faster in summoning the ability this round, it seemed to be effective enough to keep the attacker at bay.
"Link, call upon Urbosa!" Sidon shouted over the howling wind. Was he insane!? Link looked down at him in shock and shook his head. "I care not for the wounds that will come, but you must win this fight if we are to get out of this alive!" Yet still the warrior continued to shake his head, Sidon didn't understand how powerful Urbosa was, even on the smallest scale it would mean death to any Zora.
Just before this round ended, Link summoned the last of Revali's power for the finial burst. But he knew that he was only buying time at this point. He needed an effective form of attack and fast, Link knew that Sidon was losing blood at an alarming rate. His strength was clearly weakening and the wounded arm had become only dead weight. "If you cannot fight, then run! I beg of you!"
The wind then died a second later and Link swiftly called up Daruk's power, ready for the attack. Yet the being was no longer looming over top of the pair. But Link quickly spotted them a few feet away.
"Not primal, forget what see." They spoke out, standing with their back turned to them, wings half spread in preparation of flight. Their last words bitter on their tongue. "Short-tail make even one day." Then with an incredible whirlwind they took to the skies.
Just what in Hylia's name was that!? You attack us and expect us to forget, like nothing happened? I'll make things even, just you wait! If Link didn't take their life, he would take their right wing in exchange for Sidon's arm. Anger switched to concern at that thought. By Goddess, Sidon!
The young man got up and whistled for his horse, he needed bandages and remedies stat. But dread, followed by fast approaching panic washed over him. Hylian potions have no effect on Zora! Would they even make it if they rode back to the domain? The giant mare was unlikely fast enough even if there was no incline to climb. Even if he used the slate to get to the palace, would anyone be able to make it here in time to help him?
A gentle touch on his arm pulled him from his swirling thoughts. Looking down at Sidon, he hadn't even moved to get up. The shallow water surrounding him was in hues of red, deep cuts along his chest and shoulders. Yet his right arm was torn down to the bone, if he survived, there was no doubt that he would lose the arm.
Link hated this painful feeling that swelled up inside from the look of the prince. Hated that he failed to protect Sidon. Hated that he felt so helpless in the face of his suffering. "Are you… injured?"
[Fool, you're the only one that's hurt!]
Sidon smiled and gave a breath of relief at that. "Thank the goddess."
[Thank her later! Tell me what I need to do! I don't know how to help you.]
"There's nothing you can do, I already know that I wouldn't-"
[Shut up!] Link dropped to his knees. [Don't talk like that! It's not over so get yourself together!]
"Link…"
No, he wouldn't listen. If he couldn't move him or bring help, then there was only one thing left to try. Link's hands shook as he placed them over Sidon's heart, he then closed his eyes tightly and prayed. He honestly didn't have much belief that it would work, but he had to have faith that he could reach her soul.
Mipha, if you can hear me, if you are still watching over us. Please, I beg of you. Please, help your brother. I know your grace is inside me and that you've saved my life many times, but right now I need it for Sidon. I don't know how to use your power so you have to be the one to control it.
"That light…" He heard Sidon whisper, but feared to open his eyes to find the other man rambling nonsense in his final moments. Till he felt the other's hand on one of his own. "It's sister's."
That made him snap his eyes open, looking down at his hands and sure enough they were a glow with Mipha's healing power. A broken smile crossed Link's lips, overflowed with joy and sorrow at the same time. She had heard Link, she was going to save Sidon. Thank you, Mipha. Closing his eyes once more as a tear slipped past.
