Hello people!!

Mucho thanks to The Pilot!! You are the first review that I have received thus far!!

I greatly appreciate your opinion and to answer your question: yes, Lian is from another realm/world.

Thanks to The Pilot, I realized that there was a lot of issues in my story, especially the first few chapters, and I have just edited them with thorough scrutiny.

If you are a continuing reader, there are some changes to some of the random marks that I've been making in the story thus far, they have also been added to both the previous and future chapters as well.

~When " *** " is in the story, that refers to the present to the past and vise versa

~When " --- " is in the story, it refers to the change of perspective, from one character to another

I hope I've clarified it much better this time around!!

Once again, thanks for reading and support; if possible, please review as always!

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Happy new year peoples!!

Enjoy!!!

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Chapter 6: It was here?

After a few days of Link nursing her back to health, Lian learned that she should never ask Link what had happened to Saria. Every time that she asked, he would always send her pain and sorrow that filled his heart when he remembered that Saria had rejected him. They would always walk in silence, Link unsure of what to say.

"Why did you have to leave this girl with me for the forest Saria…" he always thought.

As they were walking to the weaponry shop after the Introduction, he looked around and lost sight of Lian in the crowd.

"Lian? Lian?" he said looking around.

Then he heard a smack from a crowd just to his left and someone falling to the ground with a thud.

When he ran up to see what was the matter, he found Lian lying on the floor, the man that had hit her was yelling at her shaking his fist that who was holding a longsword in the other hand.

"What seems to be the problem sir?" Link asked as he helped Lian get back on her feet.

"Do you know that thief? She tried to steal this longsword from me!" the host cried, "I'm putting this old relic of a sword up as a prize to anyone that can beat my son, and she comes out of nowhere trying to take the sword! I caught her red handed!!"

Link turned when he felt a tug on his tunic. He turns to see that Lian was looking curiously at the sword.

"Does she not speak our language? What does she want?" the host said.

"…I think she wants to win the sword…" Link said unsure of her feelings within his heart.

The host laughed as he snapped his fingers and a young man came out into the clearing, ready for a fight.

"Are you serious father? You want me to fight that young girl? She's barely into womanhood! She looks so frail!" The son turned towards her direction and motioned her to go away.

"No Lian. You have to fight to win the sword, and you're in no condition to do so," Link said as he tried showing to Lian visually of what he was saying.

She shook her head and walked up closer to the son. Before Link could stop her, he was overpowered by the crowd that was putting up bets for the match to the host. By the time he was able to return to the front of the crowd, he was too late to stop the match.

The son launched himself forward throwing a gigantic fist at her. She blocked with her arm and threw him off his balance with a kick to his leg. As he was trying to regain his balance, she came up to his front and hit him in the cheek. Feinting a fall, he balances himself on a hand and kicks her back full in the face. The son laughs at the sight of Lian's bruised face.

"Give up already. Save your face and I might consider you as a candidate for my fantasies…" the son said as he tried to place a hand on her face. As he reached out for her face, Lian took his hand aggressively and threw him onto the ground. As he got up, she kicked him straight in the face which sent him hitting his back on a nearby tree in the fight, rendering him unconscious.

People who betted on Lian cheered as the others moaned about their loss. Spitting onto the floor from anger, he throws the sheath and sword to Lian and helped his son leave the center of the crowd. The crowd itself started to dissipate, leaving just Link and Lian left.

Slowly, Lian took the sword out of the sheath making sure that it was the one from her dreams.

"No mistake, this is from my dream. This was the weapon that I had last, to summon whatever it was…"

She started to swing the sword elegantly, as she practiced. As she practiced, Link saw that the crescent upon her forehead glowed along with a slight glow from the sword.

"Come on, let's go home Lian," Link sighed as they walked home together.

The next day, Link started to pack to leave for the Forest temple, the temple within the Lost Woods.

"If I go now, maybe I can save the temple, before Saria gets hurt in that forest," he thought.

Lian walked up to him, confused as to why he was packing while holding onto her stich toy. He sighed, remembering that he doesn't live alone anymore.

"Pack your stuff, we're going to save Saria."

Understanding nothing but Saria's name, Lian nodded and quickly started to pack the little belongings that she had into a small sac, swinging her brand new cleaned sword onto her back as well.

"Let's …go…" she said.