Author's Disclaimer: I do not own the Legend of Zelda or How to Train Your Dragon. I am earning no profit from this story other than the enjoyment of writing it and sharing it with others. I hope you all enjoy reading it!

Link

After flying for hours, Link and Zelda were ready to sleep. They had arrived back at the castle just after the sun went down. The arrival of another dragon had scared more than a few of the workers. After sending Reaper and Athena down to the specially built stable, both Zelda and Link headed straight to bed.

Link got up early the next morning, wanting to prepare breakfast again. He also had time to decorate the kitchen a little, mainly just hanging rupees from the ceiling to look like stars. He had just put breakfast on the table, Zelda's favorite, fruitcake, when the princess stumbled down the stairs, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes.

"Good morning, princess," Link called. "How are you this morning?"

"Tired," Zelda replied, yawning. "I don't know how you did all that adventuring all the time. I took one long flight on the back of a dragon and I'm wiped."

"Adventuring is my thing. I think your thing is fighting crazy huge monsters for 100 years straight," Link replied.

Zelda laughed. "Trust me that is not 'my thing.' I hope to never do that again."

"Well, since it's your birthday, I made you breakfast," Link said, gesturing to the table.

"Thank you, Link," Zelda replied, smiling. She noticed the rupees hanging from strings, and giggled to herself. At least Link had tried to decorate. But, in his defense, it's not like they had anything else. Zelda sat down at the table, and Link sat across from her.

"Do you have any special requests, birthday girl?" Link asked.

Zelda considered the question. She cocked her head sideways, thinking of anything she wanted. It was hard to want something when you were royalty, and Zelda sat there for several solid minutes. Link just continued eating, not sure if he was allowed to make suggestions.

Suddenly, Zelda sat up straight, a huge smile spreading over her face. "I've got it!" she cried. "I know what I want!"

"What?" Link asked, raising his eyebrow, "Don't just leave me hanging!"

"Since my father is, er, no longer here," Zelda's eyes darkened, "I can finally learn to sword fight. And who better to teach me than the Hero of Hyrule?" Zelda's smile had returned.

Link smiled back. "It would be my pleasure."

"Perhaps we could let the dragons out as well?" Zelda suggested. "Let them be outside and get to know each other?"

"Great plan," Link agreed. "And let the horses out too?"

"Might as well," Zelda replied. "We'll get the whole team together!"

Link laughed. "That's right! Well, when you finish breakfast, let me know, and we'll find you a sword you like."

"We'll practice with real swords?" Zelda asked, eyes wide.

Link snickered. "No! That would be dumb. We just need to find you a sword you like, so that way I can know how to teach you. There are three kinds of swords; heavy swords, light swords, and spears. You need both hands to hold a heavy sword, so you can't hold a shield. You can hold a shield and a light sword at the same time. You also need to use both hands with a spear, but a heavy sword takes a long time to swing, and a spear hits really fast. I'm fairly good with all three kinds, but my personal preference is a light sword."

Zelda nodded, taking in the information. "Well, I'm all finished, so let's get started."

"Alright," Link said. "Let's head down to the armory."

"Okay," Zelda agreed. Link led the princess down several flights of stairs and through a few hallways. They arrived at the armory, and Zelda was shocked at how many weapons were stored there. She didn't know there were that many weapons in the entire castle, let alone stored in one single room. Spears, shields, bows, and swords of every different kind were hung up on the wall forming row after row of deadly items. Link walked into the room unfazed, used to seeing weapons. Zelda followed him tentatively, her eyes darting across the room, taking in all the unique and different objects that were on display.

"How am I going to choose?" Zelda asked.

"Just pick one you like," Link replied. Zelda walked through the room, inspecting every sword. She ran her hands over some of them, only to shake her head and move on. Link tried to be patient, but eventually got bored of just standing there, so he drew the Master Sword and practiced on one of the dummies in the middle of the room.

At last, Zelda stopped in front of a black, one handed sword. She stood in front of it for a moment, and gently touched its smooth, obsidian hilt. The princess picked it up, and swung it around awkwardly. Although she didn't know what she was doing, the weight of the sword felt right. "I want this one," Zelda announced.

Link turned to face her, covered from head to toe in loose straw. The dummy he had been training on was completely destroyed. The hero walked over to see which sword Zelda had chosen. "The royal guard's sword," he said, closely inspecting it. "Seems to be in good shape."

Zelda smiled. "Show me how to use it!"

"Alright, but we won't train with these," Link replied, sheathing the Master Sword. He walked to one of the walls, where several wooden swords were hanging. He pulled one down, and tossed the other to Zelda. She laid down her new sword, and picked up the wooden sword that was now laying at her feet.

"Let's go outside," Link said, walking toward the door. "We'll stop at the stable along the way and let our horses and dragons come out with us."

Zelda nodded, and followed Link out of the armory. Several minutes later, Link, Zelda, Reaper, Athena, Nayru, and Storm were standing out on the circular platform where Link had been dubbed the Hero of Hyrule 100 years ago. Link set down the Master Sword and Zelda's Royal Guard's Sword down near the edge of the raised platform. He walked over to Zelda, who stood with her wooden sword at the ready.

"Okay, first let me show you how to hold it properly," Link began. He held out his right hand, demonstrating how to hold the sword correctly. Zelda struggled to copy Link's posture, so Link gently moved Zelda's fingers around until she was doing it the way he was. They spent the next while doing simple drills, like a horizontal or vertical swing. After Zelda mastered that, Link showed her the spin attack, which she struggled with. Link showed her over and over, but Zelda kept losing her balance. Eventually, the sun began to set, and Link decided it was time be done.

"Did you enjoy yourself, my lady?" Link asked, holding out his hand overdramatically for Zelda to hold.

Zelda giggled. "I had a great day, my hero." She took his hand, and Link led his princess back to their room in the castle. He quickly prepared dinner, a wonderful, cooked piece of gourmet meat with mushroom rice balls. As Link and Zelda ate dinner, they discussed the day they had and the upcoming coronation.

"We can continue working on the spin attack in our free time," Link suggested, since Zelda had not managed to perform it correctly.

"We won't have much of that," Zelda replied, "Planning the coronation will take all of our time. I was thinking that you could invite all the other races, since you have travel pads open to all of their areas."

"Sounds good," Link said, nodding. "Who will perform the coronation?"

"You are the most oblivious person I've ever met," Zelda sighed, hiding a smile.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Link asked, confused.

"You will, silly! The Hero of Hyrule, the one who slayed Calamity Ganon! The people of Hyrule need hope after 100 years of fear and chaos. Having a new queen will be great, but having the queen be crowned by her knight and Hyrule's saviour will be a beacon of hope. A promise that our country can truly be safe again," Zelda answered, exasperated.

"Oh," was all Link could think to say.

They finished eating, and they bade each other good night. There would be much to do in the morning.