Inspiration: Rising tensions, chess, and defacto triggers.
Shout Outs: Redmiserable, ghati, Garnet Hime thank you all for reading.
Word Count: 8,021
Chapter 14
The day before the Dragon Gala
~SSS~
Meanwhile happening at the same time in Dragon Roost: Zelda's POV
I was standing out on the balcony overlooking the city. There was a buzz in the air, a buzz that coursed and pulsated throughout the land. This Dragon Gala was the most anticipated event in years. I hadn't seen such fervor since the time of my father's untimely death, for different reasons obviously. The amphitheater connected to the dragon barracks, was quantified to provide adequate seating. There was an estimated one hundred twenty thousand Hylians, Zoras, and Gorons that were planning to attend. All the tickets were sold out, and even a reprinting had to take place to accommodate the demand. Everyone wanted to see the match up of The Hero of Twilight, and The Prince of Dragons. It was being touted as the biggest sporting event in the last decade. I could definitely see it as such, it had all the markings of greatness written all over it.
This will go down in the history books, I thought.
I, of course, had other things on my mind. I had a dilemma, the dilemma in who to root for. It had always been a long standing tradition for me to champion Elbourne, and why not? He was my best friend, he was the best rider in the land, he excelled at his dragon manipulation, and it had been a long standing tradition between us. No one could do what he could do. No one. On the other hand, there was the man I loved in Link. He had bravely excepted the challenge, he was doing this for the greater good of the kingdom, he had very limited training, and he sought no greater glory for himself. There was no way I was not going to root for him. There was so much at stake regarding his win. It meant peace and prosperity for both kingdoms. However, I had to admit, I believe the proposal was just a way to get Link to race. It seemed to conveniently come out of nowhere during the ball... I wonder who's idea was that?
I raised a brow.
Constance you are a sly one, I thought with a smile, did you coerce Link into racing in your Gala?
I would never know for certain. He did dance with her, so there was no telling what they talked about. Anyway, I decided to keep who I rooted for to myself until after the gala. I wanted both men to focus on their objectives, not try to show off for me. Even though, I was sure plenty of grandstanding was going to take place. Dragon flying appeased the male ego way too much not to. I just hoped either man didn't take it over board. In all honesty, I was speaking of the gala as if only Link and Elbourne were going to be competing, that wasn't the case. There were nine competitors in total, all from different regions of Hyrule. These competitors trained for years to compete in these games, and to act as if none of them didn't have a chance wasn't really fair... even if it was more or less the truth.
There were nine laps in the race that circumvented a large territory of Hyrule, but consistently led back to and through Death Mountain. The Death Mountain stretch of the race was the most dangerous, with lava and fire pits being the mainstays of the terrain, which led to me to giving Link my grandfather's tunic. I hoped it would be of good use to him. That aspect of the race was the death march. Most people died on that leg of the race, thus its name of Death Mountain overpass. I took in a deep breath and tried not to think about it, knowing Link had traveled through the ravine before, but that still didn't provide me with much solace. All I wanted was for everyone to come out of the race safely. There was no rejoicing, no matter who won, if someone was killed.
The consideration of that made me hug my arms around myself just then. I couldn't bear the thought of losing Link or Elbourne.
I sincerely hope that everyone is careful, I thought.
On the subject of being careful, my mind suddenly thought of the kingdom. I wondered how Link was fairing in my absence. I knew he was doing well, but I wondered if he missed me as much as I missed him. These last three weeks had been so long and cumbersome. I couldn't wait to see my beloved hero again, hopefully he would be just as eager and ardent like he was the last time I saw him. It was still unbelievable to me that he was so unpredictable. I thought I had him all figured out and then he goes and pulls a stunt like he did at the castle. The funny thing was, it seemed like only yesterday we were just friends. He came to the castle to work, he had his objectives, but then he offered his hand in friendship to me. It was the first real offering I had in a long time. Now, here we were a year later ready to confess our love for each other. It almost seemed too good to be true, and there was no way I was going pass up an opportunity to be intimate with him if he asked me again. I knew that was a scandalous thought, but I would say yes with no hesitations. I felt like an eager adolescent. It was silly, but I was getting goosebumps just thinking about him. I couldn't wait to tell him how in love with him I really was. I honestly felt like he was my soul mate.
He was my kindred spirit...
He was perfect for me...
No one completed me the way he did.
No one.
I stared down at the spring and sighed.
I missed him so much.
"Just get here in one piece," I whispered to myself.
Link's arrival was eminent, he would probably be in Dragon Roost within the next few hours. It was going to be nice to have tat ray of sunshine back in my life, and with those thoughts to comfort me, I decided it was time to examine my relationship with the dragon prince. I pursed my lips together at the contemplation of Elbourne. I didn't even know where to begin. I had known him forever, and I knew his feelings for me were real. However, I decided I wasn't going to string him along any longer. I wasn't going to call for him and use him the way I did in the past. It wasn't fair to him or myself. Part of the reason he never took a relationship seriously was because I was a roadblock for him. I was constantly inserting myself in his life when he needed to forget about me and move on. I knew if he had the proper motivation he would end up being a great king. I initially thought that was what I was for him, a proper motivation. However, as time went on, I realized that wasn't the case. He had stagnated with me and I had grown comfortable with that. I was selfish in all the attention he gave me, and now because of that he wasn't going to let what we had go. I wanted Elbourne as my friend forever, but I also wanted him to find a women who would truly make him happy. I knew that wasn't me. I was in love with Link, and there was no way I could care for Elbourne the way he wanted and needed if I was in love with another man. My situation with the dragon prince was unfortunately complicated, but I decided I was going to 'un-complcate' things after the Dragon Gala.
It wasn't going to be easy and that made me sigh once more.
Elbourne... I thought.
It was strange, but as if in tandem with my thoughts, a voice suddenly interrupted my introspection.
"What are you staring so intently at my lady?" the male voice asked from behind.
I grabbed my heart and turned immediately. My eyes widened with a slight fear that quickly melted away when I recognized the face with the voice. It was an unexpected... but expected visitor.
It was Elbourne.
Well, it seemed like I wasn't going to have to wait until after the Dragon Gala after all.
"Elbourne you gave me a fright," I said.
He just grinned at me.
"You didn't answer my question," he replied.
I just needed to accept the fact that he was always going to try and scare me.
"Nothing too extraordinary," I said finally, "just the magnificence of your hot springs good sir."
The dragon prince's grin widened to a smile at how I addressed him.
"Good sir?" he repeated.
I shrugged.
"Well, if you insist on calling me 'my lady' then I think it's only aptly appropriate that I call you 'good sir'," I reasoned.
He chuckled and shook his head.
"I suppose," he said with a nod.
I smiled back, but afterwards there was a brief silence between us. It was at this time I gave him a short once over. He was dressed in his hunting attire, but I also saw he was wearing his dragon boots. He was probably on his way to practice before the event once more tomorrow. His hair was characteristically slicked back, and he had his familiar confident smirk on his face. For what it was worth, at least he seemed like he was back to his old self. I had to admit, that cockiness reassured me that his mind was in the right place, at least in the here and now, and that was what was important. I wanted him to focus his attention on someone or something that truly deserved him, and given how I used him over the years, that wasn't and shouldn't have been me. I took a step forward and decided to start the conversation anew with that subject.
"I'm glad you came to see me," I said softly, "I think we need to talk."
The smirk on Elbourne's face faded a little with the seriousness of my tone. However, he tried to divert it.
"Is this going to be one of those serious conversations about responsibilities and such?" he half-joked. "Because if it is, you can spare me the lecture now."
I didn't flinch and walked up to him and stared him the eyes. He stared right back searching my face.
"I... I'm afraid it is," I said honestly, "your insight is impeccable."
The smile left his face completely now, and he didn't answer right away. There was a brief silence between us. Elbourne looked away from me for a moment, but then took in a deep sigh and faced me again.
"Zelda-" he tried.
I reached up and ran my forefinger over his lips, then caressed his cheek.
"Please..." I whispered softy, "don't make this harder than it has to be."
He wasn't expecting me to say that, because his face was one of surprise. Elbourne's guard suddenly went up.
"What are you talking about?" he demanded quietly. "Don't make what harder?"
I swallowed hard and bit my lower lip. Afterwards, I took his hand instead of answering, and led him to the marble table in the middle of the room. I thought it would be better if we sat with what we were going to discuss rather than stand.
"Please have a seat," I offered, sitting down myself.
However, Elbourne looked to the vacant seat, then to me and declined.
"I'll stand thank you," he replied.
I wasn't sure that was a good idea. I didn't want him storming out of the room at the first provocation of my words, but if that was what he preferred I couldn't stop him. It was his right after all. I looked up at him and decided it was time to dawdle no longer.
It's time I was honest with him, I thought.
"I... I want you to know I'll always be here for you if you need me," I started.
Elbourne's face was serious now and he raised a brow.
"I don't like how this is starting," he said more to himself than to me.
I looked at him helplessly.
"It's true Elbourne," I replied.
He shook his head in disbelief.
"But..." he went on for me.
I looked away, and paused for a moment. I was starting to have second thoughts, but then I realized what that would entail.
You have to just be out with it Zelda, I told myself.
I took in a deep sigh.
"But you need to move on from me," I said finally, "you need to love someone else."
There was another silence after that. It was uncomfortable and incredibly caustic, almost like there was an energy latent therein. Elbourne didn't flinch at my words, but he did stare at me hard. That hazel gaze could have pierced a statue.
"And love who exactly?" he inquired finally. "One of the many maidens I sleep with?"
I looked up at him surprised and narrowed my eyes. I was trying to be serious about this. I honestly thought if we talked about this like adults, then perhaps we could come to an amiable conclusion. However, if Elbourne was insistent on being snide then I could play that silly game too.
"That could be a start, yes," I replied smartly, "if you feel one of those women could love and care for you, why not?"
His features dimmed suddenly that I diverted his bait.
"I see," he said, then added, "I guess you're getting yourself ready for when farm boy comes and makes his grand entrance into Dragon Roost."
I shook my head at his notion.
"This has nothing to do with Link," I stated, "this is something I've been meaning to discuss with you for a long time."
Elbourne scoffed and looked away.
"Give me a break," he muttered to himself, "it's the same song and dance with you Zelda."
I got up from my seat after hearing that.
"And aren't you tired of it Elbourne?" I demanded of him defiantly. "Aren't you tired of my indecision and provocative ways? Don't you think you deserve to be loved the way you claim to love me?"
Elbourne didn't answer, but I could see the conflict in his eyes. I knew deep down he wanted to give up on me, on us, but for whatever reason he was too stubborn to let go.
I decided to be more forthcoming.
"You don't love me," I said straight up, "at least not the way you think you do."
His demeanor changed slightly when he heard that. He looked at me surprised, but then narrowed his eyes at me.
"You can think whatever you want Zelda," he started, "I respect you and your opinion above anyone else's, but you won't tell me what my feelings are."
I swallowed hard again after hearing that.
"Elbourne-" I tried.
"Enough of this talk Zelda," he interrupted in a controlled voice, "I'm serious, you can't and you won't take that away from me. I have a right to my feelings."
I looked at him helplessly just then.
I honestly didn't know what he wanted me to do.
"I do nothing but hurt you," I whispered, "why are you so insistent on wanting someone who doesn't want you back in the same way?"
The question was blunt and I knew I probably hurt him very badly in some way, but it needed to be asked. It made no sense that he was holding onto me when I clearly had other intentions.
Elbourne gave me a long once over after hearing that.
"I probably have the same reasoning that you do with your precious Linux," he replied, detracting slightly, "I keep hoping that maybe one day you'll see the light."
I didn't like how he said that.
He was inferring that what I felt for Link wasn't real.
"What I feel for Link-" I tried,.
"-is a joke," he interrupted quietly, "and when he hurts you, because he will, you'll come running right back to the man who has always been there for you, me."
I narrowed my eyes at him again.
"You don't know anything ab-" I tried again.
"You know it's true," he interrupted again, "you know what I'm saying has merit, as you would tell me. So no Zelda, I don't plan on letting another maiden take your place, at least not for awhile. You hate it, but you know you have a bond with me that you can never let go of. I feel the same way about you. You can call it fate, destiny, stubbornness, or whatever, but you know you rightfully belong to me."
I looked at him shocked. I was more than frustrated with his words, because in some eerie way, there was a ring of truth to them. However, I wasn't going to divulge that to him.
"I'm not going to repeat myself," I said defiantly. "I have said my piece, and I have put you on notice. If or when Link asks me to marry him, I'm going to say yes. We're in love, and I'm preparing you now so it won't be a shock to you. He might ask for my hand after the Dragon Gala."
I knew I was being presumptuous, but Elbourne pushed me to it, he simply argued too much. However, the dragon prince just stared at me, and for some odd reason smiled.
"You don't have to try and convince me Zelda," he said, "if he's going to marry you, fine. Until then- no wait, until I see a ring on your finger and a confirmation of all this dragon shit coming out of your mouth, I'm not going anywhere. I'm not changing how I feel... because you will need me when he hurts you."
I felt my eyes widen and took a step back.
I wasn't going to play this game with him any longer.
"I've said what I needed to say Elbourne," I said with a hint of finality, "I'm not speaking on this anymore."
Elbourne scoffed again and shook his head. He didn't even seem threatened.
"That's fine by me," he said, "but your declarations of love are not why I came here. I came here to ask you to provide an extra incentive to the winner of the gala tomorrow."
I looked at him stunned.
"What?" I asked at the sudden change in conversation.
Elbourne went on.
"I think the gala will reach new heights if you give some proviso to the winner," he said.
I closed my eyes in disbelief at his complete and total dismissal of the previous conversation.
"Elbourne," I said, trying not to get too flustered, "the prize is hundred thousand rupees and bragging rights until the next gala. What more can be provided than that?"
He stared at me for a moment.
"You'll think of something," he said, "and make sure it's worthwhile."
The surprise never left my face and I didn't reply.
Elbourne raised a brow waiting for my answer.
"Can I count on you when the time comes Zelda?" he asked.
I was floored in how nonchalant he was being.
"I-I will see what I can do," I said finally.
With that Elbourne nodded.
"Thank you," he said, then stepped back and bowed, "announce it tomorrow before the race begins. Everyone in attendance will love you for it."
Afterwards, Elbourne turned and started for the door, however, before his hand reached to knob I stopped him.
"Elbourne wait," I called.
He paused, but didn't turn to look at me.
"Yes?" he asked.
I took a step forward.
"Please think about what I said," I uttered.
He didn't answer right away.
"You think about what I said as well," he replied, then bowed again, "I think you know I'm more right in this than you are. Good day my lady."
With that, he opened the door and made his exit. I was certain that wasn't how he entered, because his appearance was sudden and without an announcement, but Elbourne knew this palace better than anyone, maybe even his father. Even still, that didn't stop the unease from creeping into my stomach from our discussion. Something in his words almost felt like a premonition, or a strange foreboding. I interlaced my gloved hands and walked back over to the terrace overlooking the spring.
Link couldn't get here fast enough.
"Please Link," I whispered, "just arrive already."
~SSS~
The Throne Room of Dragon Roost: Constance's POV
The dragon queen watched as her husband paced the room with a thought provoking expression on his face. His advisors and other court officials were all dismissed from service that morning. The only person he wanted to seek counsel with was Constance, which was surprising to the queen. Xavier hadn't sought the personal advice of his wife for years, and right now he looked like the weight of the world was on his shoulders. Constance wasn't exactly sure what was bothering him, but she had been treading softly since the beginning of this whole ordeal. Something was plaguing the king's mind to the point of obsession. Xavier was staying up late, looking through old documents, leaving to go who knows where, having scouts sent out to find things, and he was keeping an eye on his wife, meaning he was having her watched.
Constance had noticed the change in the attitude of her guards, and the conversation pieces of some of the ladies in her court. Instead of idle talk, the women inquired more about the dragon queen's routine, something they hadn't done before. Also too, Constance was being escorted to places where she didn't necessarily need an escort. The guards told her it was an extra security precaution mandated by her husband. Constance was aware of the precautions alright, but she was entertaining a different theory. One that included a certain soldier. After her last meeting with Auru, Constance made sure not to have anymore contact with him. However, in light of these new developments, the queen had a feeling that part of Xavier's unorthodox behavior had something to do with Auru. The king's behavior had become increasingly difficult to predict, and Constance was sure that it wasn't because he was worried about the 'attempt' on her life. Something in his manner was motivated by a quiet desperation he wouldn't speak of. Xavier had his wife in counsel true, but he wouldn't speak about what was bothering him.
Constance raised a brow thoughtfully.
Maybe it was... she trailed, but didn't finish.
She decided it was time to inquire about what was going on.
"My lord what's troubling you?" she asked.
Xavier didn't stop walking at her question, which only solidified her inquiry.
"Nothing," he lied, shaking his head.
Constance's eyes followed him as he paced, she continued anyway.
"If it were nothing my lord, your expression wouldn't be one of concern," she said. "Please, tell me what's troubling you."
Xavier groaned and again didn't answer the direct question. He continued his trek and ran a hand through his platinum blonde hair. It had been years since Constance saw him like this. Whatever was going on must have been big. However, after a few moments he stalked back over to his wife and stood over her sitting down on her throne. The action took Constance by surprise.
What's this all about? she wondered.
She edged back.
"What is it my lord?" she asked.
At her beckoning, Xavier leaned over so that his face was only inches from hers. Constance's breath quickened in nervousness, she didn't know what to make of his actions. Where was all this coming from? She drew back more slightly out of fear. Xavier's eyes searched her face with a deep poignant stare. Constance wanted to look away but wouldn't, or couldn't would have been the better term.
"Xavier?" she inquired softly.
The king's eyes roved about her face again before stopping at her mouth.
"Do I not make you happy Constance?" he asked suddenly.
She felt her eyes widen involuntarily.
"What?" she asked.
The king didn't flinch.
"Do I make you happy?" he asked again.
The dragon queen thought that was an odd question considering his recent behavior, and really, the entire course of their marriage. She hadn't been happy in years, what woman would be? Xavier's constant infidelities and his lack of affection were only the tip of the iceberg when it came to their dysfunctional marriage. The dragon king had made it a point to openly humiliate Constance. He never spoke with her, until just recently. He never took her feelings into consideration, or sought her counsel, until this very morning. He never seemed interested in anything she cared about, until only a short while ago. He never put her first, but suddenly he wanted lip service in the form of a simple, but very complex question: 'do I make you happy?' Even the people were aware of the awkward relationship of the king and queen. Constance was looked at more so with pity than respect, and she hated that. So, the question of whether Xavier made her happy seemed laughable at best when the past was considered.
Constance stared into her husband's eyes and could have deferred the discussion, but decided she was going to be honest with him regarding the matter. He asked, so she might as well give him what he wanted.
"Why should it matter?" she replied finally. "You have other pressing issues to worry about."
Xavier narrowed his eyes at her answer.
"Don't deflect," he warned, "I want the truth."
The queen swallowed hard and shook her head.
"You don't want the truth," she replied, "you want what I've selling you for the last twenty-two years."
Xavier didn't back down.
"Which is what exactly?" he demanded quietly.
She looked defiantly in her husband's eyes.
"Lies," she said in a low controlled voice. "Would you be happy being married to someone who hates you?" she asked. "I see it in your eyes everyday when you look at me."
Xavier's breathing quickened.
"I don't hate you Constance," he said, then added, "I just... I just can't..."
Tears filled her eyes when he didn't finish. She knew exactly what he was referring to.
"You just can't what?" she whispered. "You just can't bear the thought of touching me after what he did to me," she said a little choked up, "I understand all too well Xavier."
Xavier was quiet for a moment.
"I... I've never been able to forgive myself because of that," he said.
That was no consolation for his wife.
"Then will you please explain to me why you were so adamant about making love to me the way you have over the last few weeks if I disgust you so much?" she demanded. "Why the change of heart?"
Xavier stood up again and stepped back from her personal space. He didn't answer.
Constance was not about to let him slide.
"Just as you wanted the truth Xavier, so do I," she said, "answer me."
The dragon king looked down at his wife, then cut his eyes from her to the floor.
"It's not obvious to you," he said cryptically.
Constance looked at him confused.
"What?" she asked. "If it were I wouldn't be asking."
Xavier turned his eyes back onto his wife. his features dimmed slightly.
"I know about your lover," he whispered.
Constance felt her heart stop for a second and her lower lip quiver at the utterance.
"What?" she whispered back.
Xavier gave her a long once over.
"I know about him," he repeated.
Constance froze when she heard it again.
The tension the air was almost palpable.
"I don't know what you mean," she tried to deflect.
Xavier shook his head.
"Don't lie," he warned, then added, "you know exactly what I mean."
Constance looked at her husband helplessly and didn't respond.
Xavier went on.
"I know who he is," he continued, "I know his rank, and... I know he's a peasant."
With every word Constance felt her nerves get more on edge.
"Xavier-" she tried.
"Shut up!" he snapped. "I don't want to hear another word of denial from you! I never thought you would betray me this way!"
Constance looked at him stunned. She couldn't believe his complete hypocrisy.
I betrayed him? she thought in disbelief.
"Are you serious? You think you have a right to speak to me this way?" she demanded. "You're the epitome of a traitor! You display your whores in front of my face! You have them stay the night with you in your chambers! Pleasing them, loving them, when your love was only supposed to be for me! I willingly let you talk me into doing something deplorable all those years ago because I wanted to prove my loyalty to you, and you have the nerve to talk about betrayal?! You have no idea what it takes to love someone Xavier, not even your own son!"
Xavier didn't back down from that either.
"That vile bastard is not my son!" he shot back. "You better be glad I don't have you beheaded for what you've done to me! Now I want you to tell me who the man is!"
Constance stood up just then and looked at him in defiance.
"I'm not telling you a thing!" she said. "I don't care if you kill me! I welcome death if it gives me solace from this horrible life with you!"
Xavier walked over and grabbed her by the elbow.
"Don't tempt me," he whispered. "I can't stand the thought of another man touching you. If I had a choice all those years ago to protect you, I would have, but I had no alternatives. He was going to kill you if he didn't have his way with you!"
Constance's tears spilled over.
"Don't tell me such nonsense, who mandated all of that Xavier?" she whispered in a broken voice. "Huh? You did... you did it all under the pretense of a second honeymoon. You told me we were going away for a while, and when we got there, then and only then, was the truth laid bare to me. You had a choice, you chose your ambition over me."
For a moment Constance saw the guilt and remorse from the past come into her husband's eyes.
"It wasn't that simple," he said, "I didn't want to involve you, but that monster made me. When he saw you, he..." he didn't finish.
Constance looked away in disgust and didn't reply. She hated the thought of that night.
Xavier then shook his head.
"That doesn't matter now," he whispered more to himself than to her, "it's over with, and now I want you to tell me who the man you're sleeping with is."
Constance scoffed and laughed in an unorthodox fashion. She couldn't believe he was so callous.
"You're mad if you think I'm going to tell you," she replied, "your contempt for me is made all the more evident by your not wanting to acknowledge what's been done to me."
Xavier's narrowed his eyes and stared straight into Constance's. There was a brief silence between the two of them.
"Then you've forced my hand," he said suddenly.
Constance looked at him taken aback just then.
"What are you talking about?" she demanded.
Xavier came closer.
"Tell me his name Constance," he warned.
Constance winced at his tightened grip.
"Xavier you're hurting me," she tried to get away.
Xavier didn't loosen his grip.
"Tell me," he said again.
Constance looked at him with open defiance.
"No," she replied, "didn't you say you already knew who he was? Why do I need to tell you?"
Xavier yanked her closer to him.
"Fine," he said, "if that's the way you want this to be. You're right, I do know who he is, but I thought you had some redeeming qualities left. I guess I thought wrong."
Constance was not moved by his words.
"I find that funny coming from you," she whispered.
Xavier stared back, but before he could reply, there was a knock on the door. Xavier turned his head to answer.
"What?" he called over his shoulder.
The door then opened and the courtier walked in. He looked surprised, but quickly changed his expression when he saw how the king was handling the queen. He knew he couldn't protest on it.
"Your majesties," the messenger responded, "Master Link has arrived from Hyrule Castle."
Xavier immediately let Constance go and took a step forward after hearing that.
"He's here?" the king asked again.
The courtier nodded.
"Yes sire," he replied, "and he requests an audience with you at your earliest convenience. He says it's urgent."
Constance's ears perked.
"Urgent?" she inquired.
The messenger nodded again.
"Yes madam," he replied, "he said it was a matter of kingdom security."
Xavier's eyes widened.
"Kingdom security?" he repeated. "What in Hylia's dear name...?" he didn't finish.
The messenger waited.
"What would you have me say to them my lord?" he asked.
The king didn't hesitate.
"Send for him immediately," he ordered.
~SSS~
Several Moments Earlier, the Arrival at Dragon Roost: Link's POV
The shining edifice of Emiry Tower was in the distance as my entourage and I approached Dragon Roost impasse. Bastion was riding next to me and we were long overdue for an appointment with the king and queen. I hurried Epona's gallop by giddying her along, and soon we were through the impasse and nearing the gates of the palace. As we approached, I wasn't going to lie, Dragon Roost was a marvel to behold. The spires reaching the heavens showed brilliantly in the sunlight, making the palace have an almost ethereal glow. The kingdom nestled comfortably against the rock mass that was the mountainside, but even given its outside appearance I had heard it was much more. I was looking forward to seeing if all the tales about the palace were true. In many ways, I felt like an excited adolescent. Colin would understand my feeling all too well.
As Bastion, the others, and I continued our approach, the southern gates came into view. Everyone slowed down to a trot at the sight of the gridlocked iron gates. There was a small group of men waiting for us, the contingency group no doubt, to possibly be our guide into Dragon Roost. We all stopped and dismounted, I approached the messenger first and bowed.
He bowed in return and offered a greeting, "You honor us young master," he said, "welcome to Dragon Roost."
I nodded, but didn't have time for the formalities. I needed to speak to the king and queen immediately.
"Thank you," I replied, "but do you think it at all possible I may request an audience with their majesties at their earliest convenience? I have a pressing matter to discuss with them."
The messenger didn't look alarmed, but he could see that I was serious. "Of course," he said, "however, before that, I was designated to show you to your quarters and where your dragon will reside."
I didn't let it show, but I wasn't sure there was going to be a gala with the news I had for the royals.
Bastion then stepped forward. "Is there anyway we can forego the tour and speak with their majesties now?" he inquired. "Forgive me for being presumptuous, but it's matter of kingdom security."
The messenger's eyes widened at hearing that. "Kingdom security?" he repeated.
Bastion and I both nodded. I should have worded it that way in the first place.
The messenger looked between the both of us, and didn't dawdle any longer. "Please follow me," he said, and gave a gesture of his hand.
Bastion and I, followed by the rest of the entourage, went through the lower barracks of the palace. However, the dragon handlers stayed behind and guided Sarginto into one of the holding cells. The dragon was giving the poor stable men grief the entire time. Meanwhile, Bastion and I followed the messenger and his men through the castle. As I looked around I didn't see the grandeur Dragon Roost was known for just yet, however we were still in the lower levels. When we ascended the dungeon stairs, then and only then, did I see what everyone was talked about. I was initially shocked at seeing some of the walls made of pure metals and unearthed gems. It was magnificent, I had never seen anything like it.
While we continued, my thoughts suddenly went to Zelda. I wondered how and where she was fairing in this massive place. With her being royalty, she was no doubt being given the best of the best when it came to amenities. My feelings regarding the queen were confusing and complicated at best. I had no idea how I was going to break the news to her that there was not going to be a future with us any longer. It was something I had to keep in the back of my mind, but I knew as soon as I saw her, it was all going to come storming to the fore. How was I going to deal with it? That was honestly a question for when the time came.
We continued our walk when we were suddenly halted by the courtier. The messenger turned and told us to wait while he announced us to the throne room. I nodded in agreement, but then sighed which caught the attention of Bastion.
"What's wrong?" he asked me.
I shook my head, trying to think of what was right.
"I just hope we can stop this catastrophe in time," I whispered, "the kingdom was just getting back to normal."
Bastion nodded himself.
"Xavier is a sensible man," he replied, "he doesn't seem like the type to be clouded with impulsive stupidity."
I agreed with him on that.
"That's true," I said, then added, "but what about his son?"
Bastion raised a brow, and didn't have an answer for that.
"The prince is a different story," he replied, "that man lives on abrasive actions."
While we were waiting to be seen, suddenly two familiar, but surprised faces appeared from the adjacent hall around the corner. When their faces came into view everyone bowed immediately.
Speak of the devil, I couldn't help but think.
"Master Link," the female said surprised.
When we all stood back up, we saw that the two people were Queen Zelda and Prince Elbourne. This was the first time I had seen the prince without his mask, and I couldn't lie, the resemblance he and I had was down right frightening. It was almost like looking into a mirror, a mirror where it changed the color of my eyes and hair. If our inherent dispositions weren't so different, I could see where people would think we were related. I had no explanation as to why we looked so much alike, or why our features were so exact. However, there was denying the resemblance. It was what it was, and it must have shown on my face. It was no wonder he reacted the way he did when he saw my face at the ball. It must have been a shock to him also. I didn't realize I was staring so hard at him, until a I received a tiny nudge from Bastion. It was then I shook my head of my thoughts and focused on why I was here.
Zelda and Elbourne both looked like they were on their way to the throne room, however they stopped when they saw Bastion and I.
"Your majesty," I replied with a nod.
Zelda's eyes widened ever so slightly when she saw me, and she was trying to suppress the smile from coming across her face. She took a step forward, but stopped herself when she realized we weren't alone. At seeing her lovely face I couldn't have felt more guilty, not just regarding the news about Ilia, but about everything. I had been dishonest with her about so many things, and it wasn't going to be easy divulging any of that to here. However, I tried to keep that in perspective in the here and now.
Elbourne was less enthused at our arrival. He gave me a quick once over, then cut his eyes to Bastion. "Why the hell are you waiting to see the king and queen?" he demanded. "You do realize you need the practice before I royally whip you tomorrow."
I took in a deep breath and tried not to let the prince's arrogance rub me the wrong way. This was way more than a race now.
"I have something important to discuss with your father, your highness," was all I said in reply.
Zelda raised a brow and looked concerned. "What is this about?" she asked. "Has something happened in Hyrule?"
I turned my attention back to her. "It has nothing to do with the castle my lady, and I'm actually glad you're both here," I said. "This is something everyone will need to be aware of."
Elbourne did not like the sound of that. "What is this nonsense you speak of?" he demanded.
I couldn't divulge it in the open.
I looked back at the prince. "It isn't nonsense," I replied, "and you will find out soon enough."
The dragon prince got indignant in how I addressed him, so much so, that he took a step forward. "How dare you presume to speak to me so disrespectfully?" he demanded. "Have you forgotten your place? You forget you are not under the queen's protection in Dragon Roost."
I sighed, knowing I would never win with him when it came to rationality. That simply didn't exist with the man. However, before I could speak, Zelda intervened for me.
"Your highness please," she said, "stop making this harder than it already is. It's obvious that Master Link has grave tidings. Why else would he be here instead of the barracks to practice?" She then turned her eyes to me. "He was not being disrespectful to you. You need to exercise some patience and learn to wait. You know as well as I do that covert matters cannot be spoken of in the open. That's foolish thinking."
I looked at the queen surprised, but shouldn't have been. I initially thought part of the reason why she came to Dragon Roost was to be a comfort to Elbourne, and she may have been. However, there was no doubt at seeing her now where her loyalty lied. I could see it in her eyes when she looked at me. In a lot of ways I would rather deal with two situations regarding Vaati, than to have to tell Zelda what I needed to tell her after the Dragon Gala. I didn't want to have to face her and tell her there was no future in us, especially when I alluded to it so much. She looked so hopeful when she saw me just now, and those hopes were going to be dashed once this was all over. I looked away from her for a moment and tried not to think about it, but that was proving to be difficult. I knew the time would come for me to face the proverbial music sooner or later.
From the corner of my eye I saw Bastion smirk. I wasn't surprised that he found this amusing, he often took pleasure in my silly plights. However, when the time came for me to drop the news on him about Ilia's pregnancy, I was sure that smirk would fade into something else. He would probably call me an idiot along with a host of other things. I hadn't told him yet because I didn't want to be haggled about it, and besides this Vaati situation was far more important.
A moment later the messenger returned. "His and her majesty will see you now," he announced.
I was grateful this was being expedited so quickly. I waited for Zelda and Elbourne to proceed first, then afterwards Bastion and I followed after them. The throne room was a commodious hall with a tiered sitting area to the east and west of the central auditorium. In the center of the room were two thrones, however, when looking around, the only occupants in the room were the king and queen. There was no court in session that day, and for that I was relieved. The less that people knew about this matter the better. The last thing that was needed was a nationwide panic. Zelda and Elbourne continued ahead, while I raised my hand for Bastion and I to fall back. I wanted the queen of Hyrule to address their majesties first since she and Elbourne were not initially part of my party.
Bastion had a minor protest. "What are you doing?" he whispered. "They're waiting for us."
I shook my head.
"Let the queen speak first," I whispered back, "we'll need all the coaxing we can get."
Bastion was reluctant, but followed suit. "Very well."
We then listened in.
"My lord and lady," Zelda started, "I know this may seem untoward for me to come in here unannounced, however, after speaking with Master Link briefly in mere passing, I felt it necessary to come in and take audience with him. I hope you don't consider it an intrusion."
King Xavier looked from the queen to his son, then back at Bastion and I in the distance. "It's probably best that you are here," he replied, "my servant just told me that whatever Master Link is purporting is a matter of kingdom security."
Zelda's eyes widened and she turned to look at me. "I beg your pardon?"
Xavier then gestured for Bastion and I to come forward. We didn't hesitate to follow the command. Zelda looked at me still stunned, Elbourne however was more cautious.
"Kingdom security?" he repeated.
I didn't look his way, but I nodded.
The king didn't waste any time. "What news to do you have young master?" he asked.
I took in a deep breath and began.
"Sire are you aware of a creature by the name of Vaati?" I inquired.