The Covenant, The Keeper, & The Promise: Book I

by ZeldaRubix

After the events of 'The Girl with the Green Hair,' Link and Saria's friendship continue with some unexpected twists and turns. Life isn't always what it seems and now that Link is king, that notion is going to be continually challenged all his life.

9. Chapter 9

Inspiration: Fire Emblem Awakening, FFVIII, and carnivals.

Shout Out: Yuka, thanks for being a long time reader.

Author Note: Thanks for reading! ~ZR~

Word Count: 15,896

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Chapter 9

Later that night, Mount Hebra Manor, Lady Bathory

"That bastard!" Lord Filgore roared. "We spend all this time planning and implementing for years, and that insignificant retch tells us we're not allowed to stay in Zora's Domain?! Utterly preposterous! It's not even his birthright to give us orders!"

I was not surprised by this reaction. This was typical behavior from Filgore. I wasn't happy with the news either, but there was very little we could do about it now. My getting caught set us back a great deal, but every cloud had a silver lining. We weren't completely devoid of a contingency plan.

"Patience Dinivane," I said calmly. "After all, Hyrule wasn't built in a day."

Lord Filgore turned from his pacing position and looked at me heated just then.

"How can you say that when you know what this means for us?" he demanded. "We have literally spent years trying to build our relationships with the Zoras! Years! Now all of that work is out the window due to a peasant and his self righteous crusade against the nobility!"

Lord Rue Morgue, who was sitting down at the table in the center of the room across from me, and looking a lot more reserved, chimed in as well.

"Dinivane is right Elvira," he added. "This sets us back months, maybe even years again. It took a great deal of negotiating to forge the alliances we did."

I stood afterwards and faced both gentlemen. No one knew more how right they were than me. After all, I financed the last operation.

"Listen," I started, "your disappointment is duly noted. However, we have to move beyond this and try to recoup our losses for what we need to accomplish next. If we can't make the needed adjustments in Hyrule, then we can wait until I become queen of Balaam."

Both men groaned and Filgore rolled his eyes.

"How can you be so certain, especially with the threats that infernal vermin has now called against you?!" he demanded.

I merely raised a brow.

"There's very little he can do with the law on our side," I disclosed. "Need I remind you why we all are not sitting behind a prison cell right now. My relationship with the prince is our only saving grace at the moment."

Filgore went back to pacing.

"That's all well for you, but it's only a matter of time before he comes for Vlad and me."

Something in the way he uttered that made me grin.

"I find that funny, because you never were the type of man to worry about a peasant before," I stated. "Are you upset that he has outwitted us?"

Filgore turned and looked at me in complete surprise.

"Have you gone mad Elvira?" he demanded. "With the way you speak, you act as though you admire him or something."

I took a turn about the room and clasped my hands together thoughtfully. I smirked when I thought about the hero.

"This may sound silly to you two," I started, "but I have come to appreciate the virtues of the hero. He has a primitive sort of intelligence, but it's effective, and for whatever reason he feels the need to vouch for the rabble of this country. That kind of virtue is admirable."

Filgore grunted.

"Leave it to a woman to look at things from such a perspective. The man is gutter trash."

Rue Morgue was still much more reserved than his counterpart.

"Tell us what you mean my dear."

I turned back around and faced both of them.

"Well, I think it's safe to say he isn't infallible, but he is smarter than we gave him credit for. We thought that because we assumed he was ignorant, that he would play into our hands and he hasn't. Our best bet is to lay low, wait, and strike when the opportunity presents itself again."

Neither one of them seemed enthused by my words.

"Elvira... that's all wonderful in theory, but he is ready to pounce on us as soon as he gets the opportunity," Rue Morgue stated. "He has made it more than vocal that he despises us."

"Yes," Filgore added, "you're acting as though we haven't been caught. We are already in hot water with the king. There is no waiting to be had!"

I glanced between the two of them.

"Well, then what do you suggest we do since you have all the answers?" I asked.

Filgore looked at me taken aback. Rue Morgue was tapping his fingers on the marble table just now.

"I think… I think we should leave for Balaam," Filgore suggested. "Strike while the iron is hot."

I gave him a knowing look.

"But we're all citizens of Hyrule," I replied, "and what am I supposed to tell my fiancé?"

Filgore threw his hands in the air in frustration at my answer.

"I don't know what you want me to tell you!" he shouted. "All I know is we have a mark on our heads and if we don't do something quickly, we will be in serious trouble!"

I glanced over at Rue Morgue who was remaining silent.

"You are right Dinivane, but we need to be smart," I said. "First things first, I need to marry the prince. Second, I will get you the passages you need to make you citizens of Balaam. And third, we must find a weakness of the king."

It was then Rue Morgue turned to look at me.

"A weakness of the king?" he repeated.

I nodded.

"Every person has one. We just need to find his and extract it."

Filgore finally stopped pacing and turned to look at me.

"And how are we supposed to do that?" he demanded. "We can't get within a foot of him."

I shrugged.

"The way we always do, we'll hire some spies. There are plenty of peasants who wouldn't mind a few extra rupees for spilling the dirt on their king. His majesty will find that though he might hold the peasants in such high regard, not all the peasants think of him the same way."

Filgore then glanced over at Rue Morgue who nodded.

"What do you think?" Filgore asked his old friend.

Rue Morgue stopped tapping the table.

"Elvira's logic is sound. Once she becomes queen it will make it easier for us to get to Balaam, and she is right about the peasants. There are plenty who hate the royal family as much as we do, all we have to do is find them and bribe them."

I smiled at their exchange.

"You see," I replied, "just have a little faith Dinivane. We'll get what we want eventually, and if we can't do it in our lifetimes, then we'll have the blueprint for our next of kin."

Filgore looked at me surprised.

"What makes you think we won't be successful this time around?"

However, it was Rue Morgue who answered.

"That's a silly question don't you think Dinivane? Members of our initiative have been waiting for over one thousand years for a proper resurgence of Hyrule. Do you really think we are the first generation not to see our hopes through?"

Filgore stared at his friend seriously for a moment.

"I guess… I guess I lost sight of the true goal for a moment."

I walked back over to the table and sat down.

"Indeed, but your lack of prudence is well understood. However, there is to be no more of that. So then, are we now in agreement with what was discussed?"

Rue Morgue nodded immediately, but Filgore was a little less enthused. So, I went to reassure him.

"Remember my dear Dinivane. Hyrule wasn't built in a day."

He still hesitated, but finally nodded.

"You're right Elvira, I was silly to lose sight of the bigger picture."

I grinned.

"As we often do from time to time, but I think now the future will be brighter, and we should adjourn for now gentlemen. We have a big day ahead of us tomorrow."

~SSS~

The next day, Ordon Village, Saria

The big day had finally arrived. A large contingent of the kingdom was going to migrate to Hyrule Castle to greet his highness Prince Leonhart. Normally, this would be an occasion where the royal family would cater the incoming diplomat. However, it was apparent the queen wanted to show there was more of an allegiance throughout the entirety of the land than mere royal formalities. I couldn't say I blamed her, but this was going to be a real test for the newly installed king. I was aware Link didn't care to engage in rudimentary politics for show. But after speaking to him yesterday, I think he understood what his role was in this visit. It wasn't easy being a politician, but part of being a great king was knowing what was required of one's self. Even so, Link was so stubborn. When he saw an injustice, he sought to right the wrong. I just hoped he stopped and rationalized his stance before acting in this instance. I wanted him to do well today. I wanted him to be successful. However, he needed to realize that his actions no longer effected only him. He had a family now. He was going to be a father. He had a kingdom to look after. Thinking about that only made me feel more guilty about what happened yesterday. Another kiss... another stolen moment... another betrayal to Ralph.

I cannot let that happen again... never again...

The past was the past, Ralph was my future now. Speaking of my poor husband, he changed his clothes three times since he woke up this morning in preparation for our departure to Castle Town. I didn't know what he was so worried about. He was a doctor true, but it wasn't like he was the royal physician. No one was going to notice us. Even so, I did what I could to help him. I tried to encourage him when necessary. This last change was into a dark blue tunic. I smiled because he looked so handsome, but I also felt it fade when I realized how much he looked like Link. The déjà vu was like a flash of lightning, with Link rescuing Lady Ruto from the Water Temple. The comeuppance was so specific, I actually asked him to change.

"I don't think you should wear that one," I said suddenly.

Ralph naturally looked at me perplexed.

"What's wrong with it?"

I had to think quick.

"The color... it's, it's off to me for some reason."

He gave me an offhanded stare.

"The color is off?"

I simply nodded.

"Yes."

He still wasn't convinced.

"That's odd because I've read blondes look better in dark colors, but if you think it's off, I'll take your word for it."

I nodded and didn't reply, feeling a little guilty for withholding the truth from him. Even so, Ralph removed the tunic and replaced it with a plain tan one, with matching pants for his look today. I had to admit, the dark blue was much more flattering, but he looked handsome in tan nonetheless.

"I like that better," I complimented.

He shook his head.

"If you say so."

I understood his doubt, but didn't rebut it. I was clothed in a forest green dress that matched my hair. I was initially going to wear red, but didn't want to garner too much attention. We were going to Castle Town. I was still concerned about some of the town's folk there. Some of them still had to remember who I was. I hadn't left the most favorable impression. The last thing I wanted was for Ralph to hear unnecessary rumors about the girl with the green hair. Due to this concern, I also decided to wear my hair up and wrapped in a simple brown headdress with a cloak. Ralph thought I was being silly when I got dressed and joked that no one would be able to see my beautiful face. I knew he was being kind, but that was exactly the point, especially since we were traveling with his family too. I was mentally preparing for that.

After Ralph informed Marin and Mutoh of our having a baby, they were both ecstatic. However, afterwards they immediately went into doctor mode, inquiring of my health and overall physical wellbeing. I was questioned constantly on how I was feeling, my diet, and if I needed anything. I was aware that this was typical behavior of soon to be grandparents. It reminded me a great deal of gramps. Gramps used to give me advice all the time about the same things. He lectured me constantly about my work and outside associates. I couldn't say he wasn't warranted in his advice. But, I did think at times he was a little too over protective. However, regarding Mutoh and Marin, I realized I was going to have accept it. These were Ralph's parents, and because of such, they were going to be a constant fixture in my life. Being needlessly protective was something to be expected. After all, I am carrying their grandchild.

Things have gotten considerably better since that night when Link first contacted me between Ralph and myself. I knew my husband was worried initially because of my reaction to him. However, since then we had grown closer, and I attributed that to our having a baby. I seriously couldn't have asked for a better man for a husband. Ralph was the most loving, giving person in the world. I didn't think a person could adore me more. Though, Link was all too eager to show his own convictions in that regard. However, I was grateful that Ralph was in my life, and that we were having a child together. I think our baby was what was needed to bring us closer. We did recently marry, true, and having a child was a huge responsibility, but I wanted to be a good wife to him. I wanted to be the best mother, the best everything if I could. I was steadfast in my resolve to make this work. I wasn't going to ruin this opportunity. This was my second chance at life as a Hylian. I was given a gift. I wasn't going to take it for granted anymore. A surge of gratitude came over me just then. I came up behind Ralph and wrapped my arms around his waist. I rested my head on his back and sighed.

Surprised by the gesture, he inquired of it.

"Hey, are you alright?"

There was a hint of concern in his voice.

I just nodded between his shoulder blades.

"I'm fine," I whispered. "Just grateful."

He paused, but then turned and looked me in the eyes.

"Grateful?" he repeated.

I nodded again.

"Grateful for you," I whispered more openly. "I love you."

He looked at me taken aback.

"I love you too."

I rested my head against his chest and hugged him tight. Ralph hugged me back, but his concern never went away.

"Are you sure you're alright?" he asked again.

I nodded once more.

"I'm fine," I said honestly. "I just wish we could stay here today."

Ralph pulled back again to look me in the eyes.

"Are you feeling fatigued at all?"

There was that worry once more.

I grinned.

"No, I just would rather stay here with you. Castle Town is going to be so crowded."

He returned my grin.

"True, but it is a royal decree that all who are able bodied to attend the welcoming ceremony of Prince Leonhart."

I understood that perfectly.

"Yes, I know."

Ralph's grin widened.

"Who knows, it could be fun," he reasoned.

I shrugged in his arms.

"You could be right."

Ralph chuckled and let me go to check his appearance once more.

"Besides, this will give us a chance to scout the area," he said suddenly.

I paused for a moment after his utterance.

"Scout the area?" I repeated.

He nodded and looked himself up and down again in the mirror.

"I've been meaning to talk to you about this, but I want us to move to Castle Town."

My ears perked just then.

"What?"

He seemed to be expecting my reaction and turned around to face me.

"I know you like living in the country, but I really think Castle Town would be better for us due to my expanding practice and the budding business opportunities. Besides, I don't like the idea of you being so far away from a medical facility and being pregnant. What if you go into labor and I'm at work and no one out here is able to assist you? What then?"

I looked at him in complete disbelief, because moving to Castle Town was the absolute last thing I wanted. The very thought of it made me nervous. I could only imagine what would happen if the gossip mavens got wind of me.

"Ralph… when were you going to discuss this with me?" I asked anyway.

He turned around again to look in the mirror once more and placed his hands on his hips.

"Look, I know this seems out of the blue, but I think we should seriously consider it. I want to be able to provide the best life for you as possible."

A wave of apprehension overcame me just then.

"You are providing a great life for me. I love living in the woods."

Ralph gave me a wayward look.

"I love it here too, but this place is so remote."

I shook my head.

"It's perfect for me."

Now he shook his head.

"Saria-"

"I don't want to move to Castle Town!" I interrupted with a hint of panic.

Ralph stared at me in surprise via his reflection and I looked away. There was brief silence between us. I knew I overreacted, but I couldn't help it.

"Sar…" he turned to face me, "what's going on? Why are you so scared of the prospect of living in Castle Town?"

I kept my eyes to the ground and didn't reply.

At my silence Ralph pressed the issue further.

"Is it the location?"

I didn't reply.

"Is it the people?" he went on.

I still didn't reply.

"Is it fear of the unknown?" he continued.

He then gave a long once over and paused when I still remained silent.

"Is it… is it because of Link?" he divulged finally.

I bucked my head back and looked up at him stunned.

"What?" I asked quietly.

Ralph gave me another quick once over and took in a deep sigh.

"Is the reason you're so apprehensive about moving to Castle Town because of Link?" he asked again.

I took a step back, not at all expecting him to consider such a thing right now. His thought process was actually uncanny. I may not have been thinking about Link, but my fears about the town's folk were related to him.

"N-No!" I said quickly. "No not at all!"

He looked away for a second.

"Why are you stammering then? That was the only question you reacted to."

I walked back up to him just then and took hold of his shoulders.

"I'm sorry," I whispered, never answering his question. "I didn't mean to make you think that."

Ralph was still avoiding my eyes, but took of one of my hands off his shoulder and interlaced it with his own.

"Are… are you still in love with him?" he asked quietly. "Is he still an issue for you?"

My heart began to pound. I quickly shook my head.

"He is not an issue for me!" I whispered. "I swear!"

He finally looked into my eyes again.

"Are you being honest?"

I nodded, thinking I was.

"I love you Ralph," I whispered. "You."

Ralph pursed his lips together. He looked away again before focusing his eyes back on me.

"Then you have to let me be a man Saria and take care of you the way I know how and the way you deserve. If nothing is holding us back from moving to Castle Town, then what is the problem with us moving there?"

I saw his point, but there was no way I could tell him mine. I couldn't tell him about what the people said and thought of me. I was surprised he hadn't heard anything himself, but with us living so remotely, I was an after thought to the city folk. My objections were only going to make him more suspicious. So, I finally caved in and nodded. I wanted to do anything to get his mind off Link.

"Nothing," I fibbed quietly. "There is no issue with us moving to Castle Town. I just liked the woods. However, if that is where you really want us to live, then that is where we'll go."

I had the conviction in my voice, but I still didn't think he believed me. How could he with what I had just done? So, to make better on my statement, I reached up and kissed him softly. He initially resisted, but after a few moments he let me have my way and kissed me back. I stood on my tiptoes and wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him deeper when his arms wrapped around my waist. I think he knew there was more insistence on my end because I was trying to convince him of my love for him. Even so, I think I was winning in that regarding. His hold tightened and he lifted me a little. It was more of an encouraging lift. The kiss lingered until it was interrupted by a sudden loud knock on the door.

I pulled away first and caressed his cheek.

"Do you forgive me?" I whispered.

Ralph stared deeply into my eyes again and just grinned.

"Of course I do, but there is nothing to forgive."

I hugged him tight after hearing that and rested my head against his chest once more.

"Oh thank you," I whispered.

However, before Ralph could speak again, there was another knock on the door. It was louder this time, and a voice accompanied it.

"Hey you lovebirds, open up," it was Gertrude, "mom and dad are waiting for us in the wagon. Save the lovemaking for later!"

I couldn't believe she uttered that out loud. I closed my eyes and let my head fall back, while Ralph started chuckling.

"We'll be out in a second Gertrude," he called back. He then focused his attention back on me. "You ready?"

I opened my eyes and nodded.

"Yes," I said quietly.

Ralph grinned again and started for the door, but I tugged on his hand to stop him for a moment.

He looked at me concerned.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

I smiled mischievously just then and tightened my grip.

"We'll have to make good on Gertrude's promise," I said, dropping my voice, "we'll have to save the lovemaking for later."

Ralph looked at me surprised, but then wholeheartedly agreed with my suggestion.

"Absolutely," he replied.

After that, we both headed out and greeted Gertrude on the other side of the door. When we got to the wagon, we headed to Castle Town with Mutoh and Marin. It promised to be an eventful day.

~SSS~

Hyrule Castle, Link

I didn't think it was possible for the castle to have anymore chatter than it did right now. The anticipation was at an apex. Zelda was even a little taken aback by all the festivities. It wasn't surprising because she planned a spectacle. The main square in Castle Town was decorated to perfection. All of the vendors made banners, including canopies, greeting the prince. There was also a mandate for each Castle Town merchant to make a present of significance to the prince as a sign of graciousness. Outright fealty was only reserved for the royal family. Even so, the gifts abounded, standing like a small mountain in front of the fountain in the square. In addition, concession stands where food, drinks, and other goods could be divvied out were plentiful. There was even a small section for games, but that was primarily designated for children.

Behind the castle walls itself, Zelda had the gardens manufactured to perfection. She even took the liberty to have some of Prince Leonhart's favorite flowers, gladiolas, planted months before so they would bloom in time of his arrival. The royal chef was also informed of all of Prince Leonhart's favorite dishes. A banquet of the choicest meats, cheeses and fruits were bartered from all over the kingdom to the table of the grand hall awaiting him. As an appropriate segue, the grand hall too was decorated with immaculacy. From the ceiling, banners of silk, with intricate embroidery designs, were hanging from the focus to the perimeter, creating a halo-like circle above the middle of the room. All of the fire holders were burning a sweet smelling incense of honeysuckle. Honestly, the atmosphere appeared like something out of the stories of the Gerudo nights, with smells of frankincense, myrrh, and patchouli. It was breathtakingly beautiful.

Not to be without mention, was a seven tiered cake commissioned to feed over a thousand people. Each tier had a different flavor of cake: chocolate, vanilla, strawberry, passion fruit, and so forth. The top tier was the prince's personal favorite, honey raisin. Taking on the monumental task of baking the cake, were seven prestigious bakers from all over the country. They were commissioned by the royal chef in achieving Zelda's vision of excellence. The baking was tested and retested by the queen to make sure the cakes were perfect. The cake took three days to make and construct. But, it was not manufactured until a few days ago, as 'old cake' tasted terrible. A court jester was also commissioned. I was informed he told the best jokes in all the kingdom. I would have to wait and see, as he was designated to entertain at dinner. I hoped his jokes were better than Saria's. If not, he was in trouble. She was a lovely girl, but her jokes were truly awful.

Transitioning from the aesthetics, dinner was only an affair for the royals and the nobles. The prince would be given a tour of Castle Town, receive a greeting from the peasants, see how they generally lived, and then have dinner with the nobles. Also, Zelda worked very closely with Lady Bathory to make sure all of Prince Leonhart's likes and dislikes were accounted for. I was not a fan of their business arrangement, but I understood Zelda's rationale for doing so. However, it was going to be decidedly harder to convince Prince Leonhart not to marry Lady Bathory with her being such a noteworthy hostess.

In fact, there were moments within the preparation process where Lady Bathory would be talking to my wife, but if I were present she would purposefully stare at me. The lack of punitive retribution on her end seemed to have emboldened her. There were times she knowingly flirted with me in Zelda's presence. Zelda let it pass for the most part, but there was actually a time when her cool exterior got slightly miffed. I remember it vividly. Lady Bathory was inadvertently asking her an inappropriate question about our sex life. Naturally, Zelda never answered the inquiry. However, the queen made sure to let Bathory know that such questions were never to be asked again. Lady Bathory got the point, but she still didn't seem dissuaded. Any lesser woman would have verbally assaulted Bathory. Even still, Zelda proved once again why she was the better woman. She chose not to be petty, realizing this was a bigger situation than the augurs of her ego. I respected that about Zelda, though I had my own grievances with my wife.

In any such case, I was still trying to determine how I was going to approach Prince Leonhart regarding Lady Bathory. He needed to know. I couldn't in good conscience keep silent knowing what kind of person she was. However, my first problem was getting him alone to talk. There would be very little time for that. The tour would be considerably long. Dinner with the nobles dinner would be a few hours at least. Lady Bathory was no doubt going to be by his side most of the night. Before that, there would be mingling with the other plutocrats. If I attempted to speak with Squallous in the square, Zelda would no doubt find some way to prevent that. This was going to be a problem. A real problem. Even so, I wasn't going to let that dissuade me. I had to speak with Squallous. Lady Bathory wasn't queen of Balaam yet. I wanted her to know her role as a noble didn't exclude her from rules of conduct. In any such case, I just hoped Prince Leonhart would hear me out.

For my attire, I was dressed in royal purple and gold today. Zelda had my clothes specially made. She informed me that she wanted me to project the power of the kingship. She often told me I looked like a king, but she wanted me to act more like a king. I understood her conjecture and I was working on it. In fact, the past few months had increased my comfort level greatly. Staring at myself in the mirror now, I was starting to understand everything Daphnes was trying to teach me as his first knight. A fine set of silk garments, long stemmed black leather boots with gold buckles, perfectly coifed hair in a crown of gold, and a robe with the crest of the royal family did not make a king. The decisions did. The politics did. The rules did. The confidence was building in me day after day. The court, the audiences, the conversations with my steward, it was all making me more capacitated as my role as a monarch.

I think you would be proud Daphnes...

Not to be completely lost in my own thoughts, today was also the day Zelda was going to announce her pregnancy. The news had been quiet for months, but the slight protrusion at her belly was getting harder to hide. Whispers were starting to spread about the castle. Now that the prince was arriving, Zelda thought it was the most fitting occasion to announce the news. The timing was good too, since the festivities were already in motion. Why have one celebration when the congratulations could be doled out for two? That woman thought of everything. Zelda looked beautiful today as well. Like me, she was dressed in royal purple with gold trim. Her gown complimented her perfect body favorably. She was already four months pregnant, but her beautiful figure was still compelling even with her baby bump. I still felt surreal at the thought of becoming a father. However, like the kingship, I was becoming more comfortable with it as the days went on. I couldn't wait to meet my son or daughter. I often wondered what they were going to be like. Would they be brave like me? Or, would they be wise like their mother? Only time would tell.

Currently, I was relaxing in the primary bed chambers, while Zelda was still out and about overlooking last minute arrangements in the castle. I figured the best place for me to be was out of her way. She was a machine when it came to details, and I didn't want to be steamrolled. However, a few moments later, my solitude was disrupted as the opened. Zelda walked in looking beautiful and composed. The guard escorting her bowed before being dismissed. Afterwards, she made her way over to me. She smiled, impressed with my appearance and curtsied politely.

"Oh my darling you look amazing!" she complimented.

I grinned in return.

"Clothes don't make the man," I joked anyway.

She frowned at my saying that and walked up to me.

"Can't you just take a compliment for what it is? When I say you look amazing, I mean it."

I nodded.

"I know you do."

She ran her hands over my shoulders.

"I just received word Prince Leonhart is about an hour away. Everything is almost done for his arrival."

I gave her a nonchalant look.

"So much fanfare for one man."

Zelda placed her hand on her hip.

"A very important man. An ally Link."

I nodded.

"I know."

She looked me up and down.

"I just hope everything goes on without a hitch."

I wasn't so sure about that.

"Well, I do plan to speak with him today."

Zelda paused when she heard me say that. That was my cue to inquire of her I suppose.

"What is it?" I asked.

Zelda avoided my eyes for a second.

"I've been meaning to talk to you about that, and I… I don't think that is a good idea."

I wasn't surprised at her saying such, but I was a little frustrated by her objection.

"Excuse me?"

She sighed and looked into my eyes.

"Hear me out. Today can be an exceptional day or a perverse one. Timing is everything. We need to keep Balaam in our good graces for the sake of peace."

I shook my head.

"Good graces?" I repeated with a hint of sarcasm. "You forget, Prince Leonhart already dislikes me because I married you."

Zelda still wasn't deterred.

"True, but he does have Lady Bathory now, and he seems to adore her."

I knew exactly where she was going with this.

"Zelda-"

"Just think about it Link," she interrupted quietly. "Are you really willing to risk open war because of your ego?"

I stared at her taken aback just then.

"My ego?" I repeated in disbelief. "This isn't about ego! This is about treason!"

She returned my gaze.

"Which she was caught and stopped for doing," she reasoned.

I couldn't believe I was hearing this.

"You want me to just let this go?" I accused. "You want me to forget what she's done?"

Zelda paused for a moment.

"And what has she done Link? She got caught in a pagan ceremony, that's all."

I wasn't going to let that slide.

"And what about lying to the Zora people?" I went on. "And what about lying on the Hylian royal blood line? And what about lying to the Zora king? Does that account for nothing because she's a noble?"

Zelda let her head fall back.

"Link…"

I shook my head and stepped back.

"No, I want you to answer me."

Zelda was quiet again before she replied.

"Of course everything you disclosed matters. But, we are talking about war Link. War that we as Hyrule will ultimately win, but it would divide the country."

I rolled my eyes in frustration. I couldn't stomach the idea of a person with so much maleficence towards the kingdom to go free. I had a feeling Bathory was trying to bring about this moon goddess for the destruction of the royal family, for the destruction of Hyrle. That woman was a criminal of the worst kind, and she was about to get away with it due to politics. Prince Leonhart may have considered it a shame to his honor to question his choice of a queen, but doing nothing would only embolden members of that aristocratic cabal further. There was no telling what they were concocting right now. However, Zelda's grievances did warrant due pondering. I couldn't just act recklessly.

After a few moments, I finally answered her.

"I can't promise you anything," I said honestly, "but I will consider what you have stated."

Zelda wasn't happy with my response, but she nodded anyway.

"Alright, that's all I can ask for."

I nodded.

With that, Zelda came up to me and kissed my cheek.

"Look, I have to go. I want to make one more round to ensure that everything is perfect. Try not to lose your head because of what I said."

I gave her an obvious look.

"Is my temperament really that bad?"

She nodded.

"If you have to ask Link, then you already know the answer."

I had no rebuttal for that.

"I suppose," I muttered.

Zelda giggled at my reply, then turned and headed for the door.

"And practice your smile darling," she divulged when she placed her hand on the knob. "You'll be doing a lot of it over the next few days."

I looked at her surprised.

"Smiling?"

She nodded.

"Yes Link, smiling," she repeated. "You look like you just loss your puppy or something. Smile for Hylia's sake."

With that, Zelda took her leave without waiting for a reply from me. When the door closed behind her, I turned to look at myself in the mirror again. Boded by the power of suggestion, I forced myself to grin. I always thought a forced grin looked ridiculous, which in this case it still did.

How in the world am I supposed to practice smiling?

I looked at my reflection again and attempted another smile. I then saw Zelda's point. Even so, I wasn't going to give it the credence it necessitated.

"I just want this visit to be over with. My goddess, I hate all these formalities."

I guess I still had a lot to learn to be king.

~SSS~

On the road to Castle Town, Saria

"Aren't you excited for today Saria?" Marin asked, as we lumbered our way over a hill in the back of the wagon.

I was about to answer, but had to brace myself. Gertrude was quick to help me and caught me before I flung forward. She then voiced her displeasure with the driving.

"Hey, will you two watch it out there?!" she demanded. "We have an expectant mother back here for crying out loud!"

Ralph glanced back from the front sheepishly.

"Sorry, sorry," he quickly apologized. "I was a little over zealous with that last over pass."

Mutoh chimed in.

"You keep this up boy, I'm going to take those reins from you and drive myself," his father half-joked.

I grinned, but wasn't afforded an opportunity to answer, as Marin spoke up before I could.

"Saria will scold you for being so rough Ralph," she said to her son, then turned her attention to me. "Really, his driving is terrible."

I simply giggled.

Actually, I wouldn't. If they knew about some of the stunts I used to pull, they would know that this is nothing.

"I'm okay," I voiced finally.

Gertrude gave me a disapproving look.

"Stop trying to protect your husband Sar. We all know he's a reckless klutz."

I chuckled again.

"Ralph is a great many things, but a klutz he most certainly is not," I defended.

Ralph glanced back at me.

"Thank you my love."

Marin chuckled as well.

"Ah Saria, always the dutiful wife. You are really too good to that man."

They had no idea how opposite that was. I believed that was the other way around.

"I think it goes both ways."

Marin shook her head.

"There she goes again," she said to Gertrude.

Her daughter grinned at me.

"Well mom, what do you expect? He is her husband."

We all three laughed as the trip continued on. The riding situation was as followed: Gertrude, Marin, and I were in the back on the wagon, while Ralph and Mutoh were in the front at the reins. It was a particularly windy day, with the sun shining bright. The only problem I saw was that the wind could delay us from getting to Hyrule more expeditiously. We were part of a mini-caravan, as there were several other carriages and wagons in front of us as well, all going towards Castle Town. Many were traveling from all over the countryside to obey the decree to meet the prince. I remember catching a glimpse of the young royal last year when the ruckus at the castle was happening. From what I could recall, he was a handsome fellow, and he apparently desired Zelda's hand in marriage... but that was about it. As for Balaamian culture and politics, I knew next to nothing on. The same went for the Roostians. Dragon Roost was very close to Kakariko Village via Goron City, but I knew nothing of the dragon masters either. I really needed to educate myself on the peoples that lived in Hyrule.

Looking ahead, I had a perpetual nervousness coming over me about going to Castle Town. There were those who would never forget what I did with Link and how it affected their princess. But, there was a strong possibility that Link was right too. I was yesterdays news, but scandal was scandal and people loved relishing in salacious talk. I must have not been aware of my facial expression, because as soon as I turned back to look at the others, Gertrude and Marin were watching my like hawks. I wasn't startled, but I fully anticipated all eyes to be on me. Before embarking on this journey today, I prepared myself for the litany of questions I was going to be bombarded with. So far, that had not been the case, but I knew the questions were coming. I could see it in their eyes. My extended family was already making plans for baby showers, and my mother-in-law was telling many of her friends about my pregnancy. I didn't realize having a baby was such an exciting time, but I shouldn't have been too surprised. Even so, as suspected, the subject finally reared its head. It was brought up by none other than Marin.

"So Saria honey, have you been feeling sick lately?" she asked.

I glanced over at her and grinned. I shook my head.

"Not really, just more jumpy than anything."

Marin raised a brow at that.

"Jumpy dear?" she repeated.

I nodded.

"I think it's just nerves."

Marin's concern didn't go away.

"When did this start?"

I chuckled, but Marin's expression didn't change. And here is where the assessment begins. I knew Ralph's parents were concerned about me, but I felt that every time we talked about the baby they were also doing some root cause analysis or something.

"It comes and goes," I said casually.

Gertrude decided to chime in.

"Are there any other associated symptoms?"

I shook my head.

"No," I said quietly.

Marin stared at me seriously.

"If you are experiencing anything that is out of the ordinary you make sure you speak up. We don't want anything to happen to you."

I nodded.

"I will," I promised.

There was a brief silence, but then Gertrude broke it by changing the subject.

"Do you two already have a name for the baby in mind?"

I was about to answered, but, once again, I was interrupted, this time by my husband.

"If it's a boy, Ralph," he said proudly. "If it's a girl, Saria."

Marin made a face.

"That seems so boring," she said honestly.

I agreed with her.

"I told him the same thing."

Marin then crossed her arms over her chest.

"What would you like to name your child honey?" she asked me.

I sat back and looked at her thoughtfully just then.

"Well, for a girl I really like the name Elincia."

Marin nodded impressed.

"Elincia… that's quite pretty. Why the name Elincia?"

"I like the meaning," I replied. "It means gift of god, but in this case I guess I should say the goddess."

Both Gertrude and Marin stared at me surprised.

"That is beautiful," Gertrude confirmed. "I like that name too Saria."

I grinned at her.

"Thanks, it seems fitting because I never thought I was going to have children," I said absently.

After my utterance, I immediately wished I'd bitten my tongue. I knew then I revealed too much. Both women's attentions perked immediately.

"Oh…" Marin trailed at the revelation, "really?"

I hoped to deter this subject.

"Yes, but it was only because I wasn't courting anyone at the time. I thought I would end up an old maid."

There was a bit of silence from everyone after I said that, especially from Ralph. The 'old maid' statement was a bit farfetched considering how my husband met me. At the time, I was being sought after by the hero, so my story didn't ring true in the slightest where my husband was concerned. If my intentions were deflection, I failed. No one was deflected.

"I… don't think you would ever be an old maid Saria," Gertrude said finally. "You're really quite beautiful."

Marin nodded.

"I agree. Even if you hadn't married Ralph, I find it very hard to believe there weren't some young men who had their eyes on you."

I hesitated with my reply. This was the last thing I wanted to discuss, especially with Ralph's mother.

"Perhaps," was all I said, "but fortunately I met Ralph. So, anyone else who may have been interested was out of luck."

I sounded noble, but I was still met with silence. And after yesterday, I felt more guilt than I wanted to. Why did I keep slipping up? Why did I keep letting my guard down with Link? At the moment, Marin was giving me the most peculiar look too.

"Yes, indeed…" was all she said, but then added, "it is a pity that I couldn't meet your dearly departed mother and father."

I stiffened a little when she brought up the subject of parents. This was never an easy subject. What did my parents have to do with anything?

"I'm sorry?" I replied.

Even Gertrude cut her eyes to Marin.

"Mother..." she accused slightly, "are you serious?"

Marin raised her hands innocently.

"I don't mean anything disrespectful by it Saria my dear, I swear," she promised. "But, I'm just curious where you got that beautiful green hair."

I knew she was trying to save grace, but this was more than just about hair. I knew Marin was itching to know about my lineage. I never spoke of it, because I knew no one would ever believe it. I hardly believed it myself. However, I also knew I couldn't not say anything regarding the subject. I had to address the present issue.

"I got it from my father," I said simply. "He was known also as green top."

Gertrude giggled at my reply, but Marin just stared at me with a half-grin. I had a feeling deep down she didn't trust me, but I understood her stance. If I were her I wouldn't completely trust me either, especially if I had such a decent kind young man like Ralph as a son. It was going to take her some time to truly trust me. I just hoped us having a baby made it better for Marin's and my relationship in the future. Ralph, at the front of the wagon, turned slightly to glare at his mother. He didn't like when his parents interrogated me unnecessarily, and it was happening more often than not. Marin looked at him innocently and raised her hands in surrender.

"What?" she asked her son.

Ralph shook his head, then cut his eyes to me.

"I'll make you a deal Saria," he said, obviously changing the subject, "if the baby is a boy we'll name him Ralph. If the baby is a girl we'll name her Elincia, okay?"

I looked over at my husband and smiled and nodded.

"It's a deal."

Ralph then cut his eyes once again to his mother and gave her a look of warning. Marin looked away from her son, and the last thing I wanted was there to be any contention between the two of them because of me. I knew how much Ralph loved his mother, I knew how important she was to him, and I wish I could share my past with them, but they just wouldn't understand. No one would. Perhaps when things settled down, and Mutoh and Marin could see I was good enough for their son, they would be more comfortable having me as family. In the meantime, I looked down at my hands and fidgeted with them nervously, wishing we hadn't talked about this. However, I was then surprised when Marin reached over and tenderly grabbed one of my hands in hers.

She embraced it affectionately.

"I'm sorry if I was insensitive," she apologized suddenly.

I stared at her surprised.

"It's alright."

She shook her head.

"No it isn't. I've been unnecessarily hard on you for months, and you've been nothing but respectful towards me. I think perhaps I should take a few lessons from you in that regard."

My eyes widened.

"Miss Marin…"

She then came over and gave me a hug.

"I'm glad my son married you," she whispered in my ear. "Even though I had other hopes for him, you're more than what even I deserve in a daughter-in-law."

My eyes filled with tears suddenly and I quickly tried to blink them away, but I was already caught as they spilled over.

Gertrude immediately went to chastise her mother.

"See mother, look what you did?" she accused. "You made Saria cry. Now you should feel awful."

Marin pulled back and looked at my face.

"Are you crying honey?" she asked rhetorically as she caressed my cheek. "I'm so sorry."

I quickly got a hold of my emotions and wiped my cheeks.

"It's nothing," I whispered.

Marin shook her head.

"It most definitely is something and I caused it. Please forgive me."

I nodded and avoided her eyes.

"I shouldn't have gotten so emotional."

Gertrude looked between the both of us.

"This is supposed to be a happy occasion you guys. We're supposed to be greeting the prince. We can't greet him with tears and whatnot."

Her words made me laugh and Marin quickly agreed.

"She's right," she said to me. "No more tears okay?"

I wiped my cheeks again and nodded.

"Okay."

Gertrude then clasped her hands together.

"How about we sing a song while we ride?" she suggested. "Saria you have a beautiful voice so you can lead us."

I appreciated her efforts, but I wasn't really in a singing mood. However, I deferred it back to her instead.

"I don't have any songs off the top of my head. How about you start and we'll all follow?"

Gertrude's face lit up at the idea.

"That sounds great."

However, Ralph had other thoughts.

"It would be a great suggestion Saria, but Gertrude has a terrible voice."

Gertrude shot her brother a venomous look.

"Shut up!" she snapped, then cleared her throat and ignored him. "I'm going to sing Little Blue Lanayru," she announced. "Is everyone ready?"

Both Marin and I gave her our attention, but I really appreciated Gertrude's efforts in trying to make me feel included. She really had changed from when I first met her.

"Ready," I said.

Marin nodded.

"Ready."

With that, Gertrude began to sing. And a moment later, I and Marin sang along with her as well as Ralph. Mutoh was the only one not singing, but he was grinning. We sang the rest of the ride to Hyrule Castle Town. It was nice to get my mind off my troubles, but that only preempted what I was to expect for the rest of the day.

And what a day it would be.

~SSS~

On the road to Hyrule Castle, Lady Bathory

Ambition was a virtue.

In my family ambition was the foremost virtue. I considered ambition a paradigm of strength. It is an ambivalent quality. My father instilled in me when I was young that the only things gotten from this world was what I or anyone else could take from it. That was his manifesto for life, and actually, the cote of arms for my family. For over a hundred years now, the Bathory Clan lived and thrived by that principle.

We forged our own destiny.

My supposition was supplanted by my forefathers. One of my great forefather's hypothesized that there were riches in the icy confines of the Hebra Mountains. So, like any studious man, he went there looking for them. However, many a noble ridiculed him, calling him a fool for looking such 'unrighteous riches' in such a secluded place. Even so, in the end it was my forefather who had the last laugh. Just when it seemed like his ostracizers were right, and he had then become the laughing stock of the whole aristocracy, he struck it rich by discovering a diamond mine. This wasn't just any diamond mine. The cavern was so massive, it encompassed the entirety of the mountain. Before word got out, my forefather bought the mineral rich deposit and all its surrounding enclaves for excavation. Once the transaction was finalized, he let the news ring that diamonds were in Hebra, but not only diamonds, other rich elements as well. He also mined precious metals and stones, and that was how he acquired his immense fortune.

My forefather instilled this very same ambition to his sons, and the same was done thereafter to all my other forefathers, until it was given to father and then to me. And though this rite was generally for the men in my family, my father had no sons, just his two daughters. Even so, my father didn't deny me, nor my sister our birthrights. My younger sister was already groomed and married to a rich noble in Balaam. It was actually how I discovered Prince Leonhart was looking for a queen. My father actually told me my being a woman made my nobility even more uncanny to those who wished to do business with the Bathory Clan. My mother was also the ambitious sort. She sought my father while hundreds of women wanted to marry him. Her tenacity and penchant for survival were the qualities my father said he admired about my mother and that was why he chose her.

My mother also groomed me to be the ultimate noble. She knew there were only two pathways for a woman in this society: marry a nobleman or become an old maid. Land acquisition was still a man's game. Though, admittedly there were women now stepping in that arena too. It was ironic that this matrilineal ecosystem with the goddess Hylia was purveyed by the predominantly patrilineal business practices of the more masculine sex. It was no matter. I preferred the business dealings of men anyway. Men were very pragmatic and less emotive than women. I learned that when I was young and all the girls at my boarding school were jealous of my incredible good looks. I could have forged some great alliances with those ladies, but they preferred to be petty, short sighted, and simple minded. In any such case, I received the greatest education from my parents. Also, they weren't chief proponents of the goddess Hylia either. Rather, my family practiced a much darker occult rite. We were part of a group known as the Interlopers. I didn't understand it when I was a child, but I definitely understood it now.

The Interlopers were a group of people who worshiped and venerated the moon goddess. The moon goddess was the most misrepresented personage in all of the universe. Most, if not all of Hyrule, was completely ignorant of her. I wanted to give her the glory she deserved, as did my parents. When I was little, I was constantly told the treachery of the goddess tribunal and how they betrayed the moon goddess. However, I also understood that this was a generational operation. There was a great possibility that her retribution wouldn't happen in our lifetimes. Even so, she was still worth fighting for. Hylia's days were numbered. All I had to do was follow through on my end and continue looking for the relics. The ancient relics were the keys to incite the real rite of her passage. I read that they may have been hidden somewhere in Zora's Domain. However, now with the king's intersession, there was no way for me to know for a certainty. Even so, it was of little consequence. One day the moon goddess would awaken and there wouldn't be anything anyone could do about it. I just had to be patient like my ancestors and intercede only when necessary. That was why I took it upon myself to go forward with this important task today. That was why I decided to take matters into my own hands.

In my present situation, I knew that the only way to keep Prince Leonhart wrapped around my finger was to be at his side during the entirety of his visit to Hyrule. So, instead of waiting for him to arrive at the castle like everyone else, I decided to meet up with his entourage early this morning when his ship embarked near Lake Hylia. No one knew I was taking such measures, but it was fitting that I deemed myself the royal escort to the royal family -a lie that needed to be told- because I was soon to be Prince Leonhart's wife. He would believe such a notion because it seemed the most practical. Needless to say, the handsome young prince was more than happy to see me when he realized I was going to be his procession back to the castle. The intended transport was taken aback by my usurping, but I assured them I had the backing of the king and queen. Besides, a convenient lie was better than the sordid truth. Even so, I did feel a twinge of remorse for the original transport… just a little. They had no way of knowing whether what I was espousing was true or not.

Everything is about timing...

Anyway, I quickly went to greet Prince Leonhart before any confusion about transportation could be levied. I reasoned that if I had the prince laughing and ecstatic before he reached Hyrule Castle, I was going to make this alliance more like mortar, which was something the queen desired. I was sure by now the queen knew of my folly in Zora's Domain. However, I knew if there was one woman who could tame the fire in his majesty's heart, it was Queen Zelda. I saw her do it a few times at the noble's dinner, and she understood the overall workings of politics better than his majesty did. Even so, I couldn't stop thinking about the young king.

His majesty…

I couldn't pretend that the new young monarch wasn't on my mind constantly. He was definitely a surprise from what I was expecting. Link was so handsome, brave, and bold. It was no wonder Queen Zelda was taken in with him. As I stated before, if I had the opportunity to know he was so extraordinary, I might have sought him for myself. However, what was done was done. I still had the prince I could sink my teeth in to.

As we continued to ride, we were only about an hour away from the castle. I could tell from the look in Prince Leonhart's eyes that he was more in love with me than ever. I was grateful. The handsome young prince was twenty-seven years old, with eyes as blue as the sky and beautiful dark brown hair. His square jaw added balance to an otherwise too beautiful of a face. He stood about six feet tall and had a strong muscular bodice. He was quite the catch, and when I found out he was searching for a queen via my sister, I knew I had to take the opportunity to meet him.

We met last year at a ball in Balaam. I was aware that he was still a little bitter at Zelda for being affianced to the hero. Even so, Prince Leonhart held a ball in reprieve and every eligible noblewoman in the surrounding kingdoms were invited. There was a ratio of two hundred noblewomen for this one prince. So, the question boded: how would I get his attention? Naturally, I asked him for a dance, but by that time he seemed danced out. However, I promised it would be one he would never forget, and fortunately for me he didn't. It was because during the dance I sang to him in an undertone. I sang to him about all his business deals and why they were entrenched in the politics of Hyrule. He laughed at me and thought I was clever, stating he liked a girl with knew how to improvise. Later, after the ball was over, I solidified his immediate infatuation by bribing one of his guards to let me sneak into his room. There I waited for him naked on his bed, and when he arrived... let me just say I allowed my mouth to do the rest of the negotiating that night.

After then, Prince Leonhart was smitten with me and sought me out to court me. We never had sex again since that first night, but I could tell he was craving it every time we were alone together. It was the perfect scenario and after then we were practically inseparable. In this current instance with Hyrule, I knew it was important for him to forge an alliance with the royal family. Zelda was supposed to have been that alliance in marriage, but that unfortunately for Prince Leonhart didn't follow through. For now, he was going to settle for diplomacy. If I had my way, I was hoping for something more permanent in the future. However, I would need to wait and see. All would be done in good time.

I sighed as I stared out the carriage window to the green countryside of Hyrule Field. It was then Leonhart heard the weariness in my voice.

"Tired my love?" he asked.

I turned to look at him and shook my head.

"No," I replied, "just thinking."

Leonhart took my hand in his.

"What are you thinking about?" he asked.

I grinned.

"I'm thinking about all the wedding preparations yet to be detailed for us," I said.

He smiled.

"I have been looking forward to your future return," he said, "it's been over a month since I last saw you. That's really too long a time."

I nodded.

"I agree," I said, "but you know how business and court life are."

He nodded now.

"True," he replied, "but that still shouldn't prevent us from getting together. We're supposed to be getting married later this year."

I had no rebuttal for such endearing words.

"Well," I said, "that's why I'm here my love."

His smile widened.

"I must thank their majesties for sending you as my liaison," he said, "you're so much better company than a protocol horse and carriage to Hyrule."

His words made me smirk.

"Be sure to make a point of that when we get to Hyrule my love," I replied, "I think they would really appreciate your input."

Leonhart thought nothing of it.

"If you think it best in this regard," he said, "of course."

I nodded again.

"I do," I said.

No other words were needed.

"Then it shall be done," he said, "as soon as I see their majesties I shall tell them how impressed I am with my visit thus far and the measures they have taken to make sure I am accommodated."

His words couldn't have been any sweeter.

"Perfect," I said, then came close and laid my head on his shoulder, "I'm sure they will be most pleased. Now, rest until we arrive, we still have a long ride ahead of us."

We had about an hour to go, and no words could be truer.

~SSS~

Pending the arrival at Hyrule Castle: Link's POV

The final preparations were set and Zelda finished her inspection of the castle. She then took her place with me back in our chamber. According to one of the courtyard courtiers, the carriage was only a mile out, meaning Prince Leonhart would be here in less than twenty minutes. I was still a little unnerved about how the day would play out, while Zelda appeared as composed and serene as ever. She had done all she could do to make the best possible stay for his highness. It was now my job to follow through on her preparations. I certainly hoped this visit would be better than his last visit.

The last time I dealt with Prince Leonhart he was less than enthused to be attending Zelda's and my engagement party. Even before then, he made it clear that Zelda should be marrying him and not me. I actually agreed with him more than he realized, but fate seemed to have a more discriminant path for me. In any such case, he was a man, and like all men he got over things and moved on. Thus his engagement to Lady Bathory. I was still contending on how I was going to get him alone to speak with him, or if I should just wait on telling him based on Zelda's discretion. Either way, I simply hated the thought of Bathory getting away with murder because of her noble birthright. All I knew was, I needed to proceed with caution.

Zelda looked at herself in the mirror once more then turned to look at me, signaling our cue to go ahead.

"Are you ready my love?" she asked quietly.

I nodded and gave myself a quick last once over.

"As I'll ever be," I replied.

Afterwards, we both headed out the door and were escorted to the north entrance of the castle. In our quick stroll, I saw firsthand all the efforts Zelda made to manicure the gardens and make the castle a place suitable for Prince Leonhart. When I glanced out the windows I saw the planted flowers, and when I looked up I also saw the banners in the rafters with incense and sweet smelling oils. All the servants inside the castle were composed, lined up in the halls, ready to graft, and bowed when Zelda and I walked by. After our advance, the servants went back to their duties, whether it was in the kitchen, the garden, or some other public amenity. The chatter that once abounded in the halls had lulled to an anticipated murmur. It was as if King Daphnes himself were about to be resurrected from the dead.

Once we passed through the main corridor, Zelda and I continued to the main square. Even from this draw distance, I could hear thousands, upon thousands of Hylians already collected in the square. The chatter once in the castle was now unsurprisingly outside in expectation of the prince's arrival. And now that his highness was only minutes away, I could imagine what the conversations with the citizens might be like. Finally, we reached the entrance doors and once they opened, Zelda and I were greeted with a tremendous cheer. I was a little taken aback by the jubilated fanfare, but as I suspected, the crowd waiting for us was immense.

The squared was packed, with every square inch utilized for space and efficiency. Everywhere I looked, there were vendors purveying every sort of good available. I was happy children wouldn't be bored through this ordeal, as there were games designated for them at some of the venues. To be honest, it was more of a carnival setting than anything, but that worked to keep the citizens in a festive mood. Most of the peasants were not going to be interacting with the prince. The nobles were going to have the pleasure to have that honor. However, Zelda was clever in making sure that the peasants didn't feel they were left out.

As usual with Zelda, there was an itinerary. Once the prince arrived, Zelda and I would greet him at the gate, during this time we would greet him personally. Once the prince was in our company, we would introduce him to some of the citizens in the audience. This was to show we cared about the 'little people' too. Sarcasm aside, it was a wonderful opportunity for some of the countrymen to meet their king and queen as well as a fellow royal. Afterwards, we would announce Zelda's pregnancy, which would probably be the talk of the square, even with the prince being here. Then, afterwards we would announce for the festivities to commence. During that time, the citizens would enjoy themselves without the need for our lofty eyes watching over them. In the meantime, dinner was to be planned in the grand hall with the nobles. Another evening with the nobility was not my idea of fun, but I understood it was important to Zelda and this visit. I could stand the noble's wayward ways if it meant peace for the kingdom. However, somewhere in that time I was going to need to get Leonhart alone. I didn't know how, I didn't know when, I just knew I needed to do it.

The cheering continued as Zelda and I raised our hands and waved to the crowds. The citizens seemed more responsive when we smiled and acknowledged them. I reasoned it was all most people wanted. I was grateful they were so enthused. However, when I scanned the crowd indiscriminately I caught sight of a face that was trying to be inconspicuous. Unfortunately for her, she appeared more conspicuous to me because of her… green hair, even under that hood. She was standing near the western wall in the back with four other people. The man next to her was obviously her husband Ralph, as well as Gertrude his sister, but then there were two older looking people next to them that I didn't recognize. They looked to be Ralph's parents. I couldn't be sure, but I definitely knew who that maiden was who was trying to keep her identity a secret. I saw that flash of green hair.

Saria… I thought.

My gaze lingered a little before I broke away and generalized it. I didn't want to bring any undue attention to them, but I was glad Saria was here. Even so, I think they may have taken note of me staring in their direction. Maybe I didn't gauge it properly. Maybe I did stare too long. Hopefully, I didn't cause her too much trouble.

~SSS~

Earlier in Castle Town Square: Saria's POV

We arrived at Castle Town approximately two hours after we left Ordon Village. The ride was pleasant enough, though there were moments of tension. However, thankfully we got through unscathed and were finally here. Castle Town was packed with people as we disembarked our wagon and had it parked with all the other wagons and carriages on the west side of the draw bridge. The organization and planning it took to orchestrate this event must have been monumental. There were literally thousands of Hylians everywhere and it looked like it was going to turn out to be quite a party.

As we were directed to the square, Ralph held my hand tight as we funneled in. This proved that Castle Town was much bigger than I thought. There was no way I thought this many Hylians could fit in this small of a space if it were indeed just a small space. Speaking of such, there were happy faces everywhere. There were food purveyors and games producers alike. I was surprised at the amount of peasant festivities here with this being the prince's visit. I wasn't complaining though. I was thoughtful that the royals thought of the us little people too.

One good thing about the place being so crowded was that I wouldn't stand out at all. One of the biggest fears I had was people once again recognizing me and making this celebration an embarrassment for Ralph and his family. However, it seemed my fears were unwarranted. No one was going to be worried about or talking about me. Everywhere I looked and listened it seemed everyone had their eyes glued to the north gate. In relation to the north square, that was where we were trying to make our way too. It was one of the more coveted spots because it was right near the entrance to the castle, but it was unsurprisingly full when we reached there. Guards were directing people to the sides of the square so that a walkway could be established when Link and Zelda made their grand appearance. I could only imagine how beautiful Zelda was going to look.

Marin, Mutoh, Gertrude, Ralph, and myself were suddenly flagged down by a very pretty redheaded girl. She looked to be Ralph's age and she was waving frantically for us to take note of her. I had no idea who she was, but as soon as the rest of my party caught sight of her, we all hurried to her. She must have been a family friend, for I certainly never met her before. When we caught up to her, Marin immediately went up to the young lady and gave her a hug.

"Romani, my dear, it's wonderful to see you!" she said over the chatter of the crowds around us.

The pretty redhead smiled and hugged her back.

"It's wonderful to see you too!" she said. "I'm so glad you all made it safely!"

Gertrude afterwards too came up and gave her a hug.

"Romani you are a lifesaver!" she said. "I wasn't sure where we were going to stand."

"Yeah," Mutoh said, looking around at the crowds, "I didn't think it would be this eventful this soon."

Well, I wasn't too surprised. This was greeting for a prince after all.

"It was no problem," Romani said, "I live right near the village square. Besides, Dr. Brimstone told me to find all the physicians and former graduates from the Royal Physician's Academy and designate them here. There is apparently a special meet and greet for the prince regarding us. I was told to keep it a secret."

My ears perked when I heard that.

Ralph was able to voice his surprise before I could.

"Good morning Romani, and thank you for saving us a spot," he said, "but when did you hear about this?"

Romani looked from Gertrude to her brother and gave him a very notable stare. I've seen looks like that before because I remember giving them to a certain hero myself. This young lady apparently cared for Ralph, or was perhaps an old romance of his. I wasn't sure if I should be concerned about this girl or if I was just seeing things, but it was obvious she was someone of significance. Anyway, right now it didn't matter.

"Like I said," she repeated, "Dr. Brimstone was told to keep it a secret, but then later he informed me as well. I've known for over a week now, but I couldn't send out any special correspondence because I was told to do this when everyone arrived here today. I didn't have to inform all the doctors, just the ones I could see and make note of."

I nodded while Ralph was still eyeing his friend. I was wondering what was bothering him suddenly. Whatever it was he decided not to mention it for now and then went up to greet his friend like everyone else. After Ralph hugged her, he turned his attention back on me.

"Romani," he started, taking my hand, "I would like for you to meet my wife Saria."

Romani looked past him to me and smiled immediately. She had a beautiful smile, afterwards she held out her hand to me.

"Wonderful to meet you Saria," she said genuinely, "I'm so sorry I couldn't make your wedding."

Her tone was sincere enough and she seemed very kind. I gratefully took her hand and shook it.

"Thank you," I replied, "it's wonderful to meet you as well."

Romani gave me a quick once over.

"My goddess, you're gorgeous!" she complimented, then looked over at my husband. "Good job Ralph!"

Everyone in our group laughed, but I was sure to return the pleasantry.

"You're quite pretty yourself," I said in return.

Romani's smile widened after hearing that and she ran a hand through her hair exaggeratedly just then.

"Why thank you," she replied, "I do try."

There was more laughter from our group after that, and I realized then and there that I truly liked this woman. She seemed fun and non-pretentious, just the kind of person I appreciated. Afterwards, Romani led us to an area siphoned off by a gold rope. This was no doubt the area where the physicians were supposed to gather. It was amazing to me that in my party alone there were four doctors, and what seemed to be wonderful about this set up was that the physicians were given no discrimination. There were representations both from peasant backgrounds and those of the nobility. Getting into the Royal Physician's Academy was no easy feat, so no matter what a former graduate's life's standing was, it was no doubt something to be proud of. When we settled in the area where we were going to greet the royals, I realized it was crowded, but not nearly as crowded as the main square, and that just signaled to me more the importance of Ralph's, and everyone here's, job.

He really provides a much needed service, I thought.

Ralph squeezed my hand affectionately and turned to check on me when he noticed how silent I had become.

"Are you okay?" he asked quietly.

I nodded, making sure my cloak was still over my head.

"I'm fine," I said.

He grinned at my action.

"Are you sure you don't want to take that off?" he asked in regards to my covering. "I promise you, all eyes will be on the royals once they make their appearance."

I grinned at his summation, and he was probably right, but I needed my security blanket.

"It's okay," I said.

He chuckled and shook his head.

"Somehow I knew you would say that," he replied, "just promise me if it gets too hot that you take that thing off."

I chuckled myself.

"I promise," I said.

We then turned to join the others' conversation. Romani and Gertrude were already deep into something related to their work, and that was when I realized Gertrude worked with her in Dragon Roost. It was so interesting how the world was so small. When I looked over at Mutoh and Marin, they were silent, but they were deeply engaged in what Romani and Gertrude were talking about as well. I wished I could engage Ralph's parents like the both of them, but I realized I was too much of a simpleton in comparison. They spoke so eloquently and with so much authority on their subjects. I did enjoy listening to them, and I learned a great deal. The only problem was I had nothing beneficial to offer the conversation. I decided to just stay back and listen.

"I have to remember to create an adjunct for the cooling unguents I used for my patient I saw yesterday," Gertrude was saying.

Romani nodded.

"Yes, he was burned pretty badly from the fire pits," she replied, "I'm surprised he didn't have a more notable negative prognosis."

Gertrude went on.

"It was remarkable, because Dr. Brimstone just started working on an ice salve made from plume ore mined up there," she said, "if the solution works the way he hypothesizes, it's going to revolutionize how we treat burn victims."

Romani's eyes got big just then.

"I know right?" she replied. "Just the other day, he was writing an article in a journal related to the long term effects of dragon fire in an enclosed environment. He reasoned that the insulated fumes induced the pulmonary inflammation often seen in blacksmiths working in those conditions. It's been a problem forgotten for far too long."

This time Marin chimed in.

"Well, it does make sense since there is no proper ventilation in those dragon mines," she added. "I'm surprised people are eager or even willing to work in such deplorable conditions."

Gertrude nodded.

"One of the things the dragon masters are going to have to figure out is proper ventilation," she said, "too many people in that domain are coming down with pulmonary inflammation."

Ralph then added to the discussion.

"If that does happen you're asking for an added cost to bore and temper through the mountain," he said, "and unfortunately no one is going to do that for the sake of a few people, let alone the dragon masters. The conditions are intolerable, but most people overlook that to make a living."

Gertrude and Romani looked at Ralph in open disregard at hearing that.

"Seriously Ralph?" Romani accused.

Ralph simply shrugged.

"It's the truth," he said, "I'm sure most people in Dragon Roost would change their occupations in a heartbeat, but life's necessities and a stagnate economy often dictates something different."

Mutoh came to the aide of his son's reasoning as well.

"Look, he has a point," he discerned, "you know how politics are. This is about money, not safety."

The girls still weren't deterred.

"Maybe it should be about safety papa," Gertrude replied, "maybe things shouldn't be so formulated for money alone."

Mutoh raised his hands in surrender and nodded.

"You have no argument from me," he said, "I'm just telling you like it is."

Romani was just as idealistic.

"We need to change that," she said, "we need to change the culture."

Marin looked over at her husband.

"Oh to be young and principled again," she said with a hint of sarcasm and a smile.

Gertrude raised a brow.

"And what's wrong with that?" she asked.

Marin shook her head.

"Nothing honey," she said, "just listening to the conversation, that's all."

After that, I wasn't following any longer. I realized I hadn't added much of anything and I wasn't being directed to. I turned from the others and faced the main square to where everyone else was gathered. I didn't want to make it seem I was trying to garner any attention, however, a moment later Ralph tugged on my hand and I turned to show him he had my attention.

"Yes?" I asked.

His eyes searched my face for a moment.

"What's wrong?" he asked softly.

I shook my head.

"Nothing," I said, "I just don't have very much to add to what you guys are talking about."

His beautiful blue eyes searched my face again.

"Do you want to go off by ourselves for a little bit?" he asked softly. "They won't care if we leave them."

I shook my head once more.

"That probably won't be possible right now," I said, "I'm sure the prince will be arriving soon."

He studied my expression for a moment before he nodded in agreement.

"You're probably right," he said, "but afterwards when the dispersal is given, we'll do some things you'd like to do, okay?"

I smiled at his considerateness.

"Okay," I said, "sounds good."

Then, as if on cue, a courtier began announcing the imminent arrival of the prince. He was very close no doubt, and everyone needed to be ready to greet him.

"Good people of Hyrule," he announced, "his highness, Prince Squallous Leonhart of Balaam, will be here in less than twenty minutes! Please make yourselves ready to greet your king and queen in the meantime, as they will be here shortly to commence the start of his highness's visit."

I felt a little flutter in my chest when I realized the king and queen were about to make their grand entrance. They probably looked amazing. This was suddenly so exciting.

Link… I thought.

Ralph was a little indifferent to the announcement, which was understandable. Given our conversation this morning I didn't expect otherwise. Gertrude, Romani, Marin, and Mutoh on the other hand had the exact opposite reaction, along with everyone else. A general fervor went throughout the crowd at the mentioning of King Link and Queen Zelda.

"Oooh this is so wonderful!" Romani said excitedly. "Every time I see the king I think how fortunate the queen is."

My ears perked at her utterance.

"I know right?" Gertrude added. "I was thinking about all the time they spent together before they got married. She is so lucky, I'm thinking who just courts the most sought after man in Hyrule?"

Marin raised a brow.

"A princess apparently," she replied.

The three of them laughed at the point, but again Ralph was notably silent. Mutoh just grinned at his wife.

"That's true," Romani said, "and he was quite the catch, but how do think he'll do as a ruler?"

I turned to show I was interested in what they were discussing, though I didn't reply.

"Well, after talking to Saria a little while ago, I think he'll be fine," Gertrude disclosed. "She made some good points about him having all the qualities needed to be a good king from his history as a hero, and with what he's done recently, I'd say she's right."

Everyone then turned their eyes on me.

"Really?" Romani replied.

Gertrude nodded.

"I think she has a point where people put too much emphasis on noble birthrights," she explained.

Marin was looking at me thoughtfully now.

"That's a pretty keen observation Saria," she said, "I didn't think to put it that way."

I merely shrugged.

"I just go with what I see," I said.

Ralph then raised a brow and turned to join the conversation himself.

"Are you certain that's all?" he said quietly. "Nothing else is guiding your thought process?"

I looked over at him surprised, not expecting him to react in such a way in front of his parents.

"I'm sorry?" I replied.

Gertrude looked at him with an offhanded gaze just then.

"What does that mean?" she asked her brother.

Ralph scoffed slightly to himself, rolled his eyes, and looked away. Everyone was surprised by his reaction.

"Nothing, forget it," he said finally.

I felt my heart beat a little fast at that brief display. It wasn't like Ralph to be so open about the subject of the king. There was a brief silence between us, where the others were looking between me and Ralph with open curiosity now. I felt so uncomfortable in that moment. I thought to clarify what Gertrude meant.

"What Gertrude is speaking of is a conversation we had a little while ago," I attempted to explain. "I gave my thoughts on why I thought the hero's former life made him an excellent candidate as a king. So many times the charge is put against him that he doesn't qualify because he doesn't have the nobility to be a good king, when in fact if it wasn't for him we would be living in darkness under Ganondorf's rule. His history should speak for that, and perhaps instead of looking at the fact he was a peasant, people should look at his extraordinary character."

Once I finished the others looked at me impressed, especially Marin.

"I never thought to see it that way," she replied.

Gertrude glanced at her mother.

"I said the same exact thing," she divulged.

Romani too looked impressed.

"I guess you gave us all a little food for thought Saria," she admitted, "I too was thinking he wasn't fit because of his peasant background. It seems I stand corrected."

Most everyone gave a nod, with the exception of Ralph. He even decided to play devil's advocate.

"That's good reasoning and all, but only time will tell," he said.

The others, including myself, once again looked at him surprised.

"What's with all the sudden indifference to the king Ralph?" Gertrude asked. "You always used to talk about how wonderful he was. You even met him."

Ralph didn't have very much to say on that.

"Yeah, I know," he muttered and looked away.

Romani suddenly grinned at him from across the way.

"Wait a minute, are you acting this way because people tell you you look like him?" she asked suddenly. "Because if that's the issue, that's the least of your worries."

Ralph rolled his eyes again and this time everyone laughed at the action, but I knew that wasn't the reason. I just grinned and hoped we'd get off this subject soon.

"Is she right?" Gertrude said. "Are you upset that people say you look like him?"

Marin chuckled again.

"There are worse things to be told my dear boy," she said, "and considering how handsome the hero is, you should take that as an extraordinary compliment."

Ralph just stared at his mother dryly and inadvertently everyone laughed again, even me because his expression was priceless. I knew other things were occupying his thoughts, but soon after he finally cracked a grin.

"I'm glad you're all so entertained," he said.

There was more laughter, and I was so grateful that the potential crisis was averted. Soon after, the crowds moved a little bit forward, even our small party of five. Just then the doors to the north castle entrance opened and out stepped the king and queen. They both look magnificent dressed in purple, and notably, they were both wearing their crowns. The crowds immediately cheered and the fanfare was nearly deafening. Link and Zelda both smiled and waved, but it was an obvious double take on the king's part when he looked in our direction that garnered my attention. For a moment he stared right at me and I at him before I quickly cut my gaze and wished to Hylia he hadn't done that.

Goddesses Link, why are you making things so obvious? I thought.

"Oh my gosh!" Gertrude exclaimed suddenly behind me. "I think the king just looked over this way."

That was more than apparent. I wanted to get off this subject as soon as possible.

"Gertrude, he was smiling at everybody," Marin reasoned, "besides, the queen is right next to him. There's hardly any scandal here with him looking at you."

Ralph was decisively quiet during this conversation because I think he caught Link's stare. I desperately wanted to change the subject.

"Let's not worry about the king," I said to no one in particular, "his focus is on the prince. Let's worry about when the formalities are over where we can find a milk vendor."

Gertrude looked over and grinned at me.

"Someone's having a craving it sounds like," she teased, "don't worry, I'll make sure you get some milk."

I chuckled, but I noticed Ralph was less enthused as he continued to stare at the king. I quickly went to detract him. I wanted to get his mind on other things.

"Honey, are we still going to go visit some concession stands when the crowds can disperse?" I asked. "I am getting a little hungry."

Ralph was quiet for a moment, then cut his gaze from the king to look me in the eyes. His expression said it all, but he attempted a smile anyway.

"Sure," he said quietly, then glanced back at the king once more.

Link was looking elsewhere now, and I could only imagine what Ralph was thinking. I touched his shoulder.

"I…" I trailed, not knowing what to say, "I-"

Ralph groaned slightly and shook his head.

"Not now," he interrupted in a whisper.

I bit my lower lip at his expression.

"Please…" I begged quietly, "don't be upset."

He shook his head again.

"I don't want to talk about this with my parents so close by," he whispered, "just forget it for now."

I hesitated at his request, but I eventually nodded, knowing this wasn't the time or the place for this conversation. However, I so wanted to show him that I loved him. To do that, I took hold of his hand in mine and held it securely. Ralph didn't let go which was a good sign, and he glanced back down at me again while I looked up at him hopefully. He didn't say anything, but he did give me another grin. I took in a huge sigh of relief, but that hardly meant we were out of the clear. If Link was willing to do that from a distance, how bold was he going to be with the meet and greet aspect with the prince? The prince's entourage was going to make its way over here and this promised to be a disaster. The more I thought about this, the more I was dreading it.

Please Link, I thought, please don't do anything reckless.

Only time would tell for the rest of the day, but for now everyone watched as the royals walked down the steps and made their way towards the south entrance.

The prince had finally arrived.

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