Oh my goodness. I haven't updated this story in...almost 2 years XD I will now fix that!

I just beat Zelda TP for the 3rd time today. So I have some experience to write...haha.

Hope you enjoy this! LONG LIVE MIDNA/LINK! -is shot-

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"Whoa girl! Easy!" Link said in a soothing voice to his mare. Epona halted as instructed and sighed. Link wanted to waste no time in trying to find a way to see Midna, but he didn't want to kill his horse in the process.

He loosened the girdle on his saddle and tied her to a tree, not that she needed it. While she grazed, Link pulled out the map and letter from Zelda, lounged in the grass, and read it over and over again until he was sure he had it memorized. If this map was to be lost, he wanted a backup plan.

The sun was slowly setting, and Link watched as the light blue sky became darker and darker. Twilight was near. That was the only time he ever felt close to Midna, even though she was far away.

He gazed up at the sky until he could see the stars, then decided it was time to move on. As he was about to mount his horse, he glanced at his sword and shield. He didn't think he needed them on his journey, but brought them just in case.

"I have no need for such items." Midna said with a smirk, "So you can have them! That way, every time you use them you will think of me!"

She talked of he old sword and shield, of course. But the memories she had of her always seemed to pop up with everything he looked at.

"We need to finish our journey fast Epona," Link said, patting the side of his horse, "because I'm about to lose my mind."

Epona neighed quietly, turning her head around to look at her master. "Don't give me that look," he said, reading her expression, "You know it's easier to travel at night. It's cool out now, see?"

Epona didn't reply, but just obeyed her master as he kicked her off into the darkness.

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My queen...a voice hissed. Midna recognized this voice. But from where?

You look beautiful in that gown. Our wedding will be magnificent...

Midna opened her eyes. She was in her room, staring at herself in the mirror. She did look beautiful. A black gown weaved with gold lacing adorned her curvy stature. Her hair was up in it's usual position, but glowed even more fiery red. She felt cold hands touch her bare skin on her back.

Turn around my love...the voice whispered. She smiled. She expected Link to be behind her, with that lopsided grin of his. She turned around, and her smile faded. It was not Link. It was Zant.

Midna woke up screaming. She didn't go that very often. Usually she woke up with her face stained with tears, or in another room, on the floor. And of course, on cue, her servant came rushing in.

"Lady Midna! Are you alright? Did someone try to hurt you?" he unsheathed his tiny sword and swung it in various directions, "I'll save you!"

Midna shook her head, "No Juivo, I'm fine! Just a bad dream..." She wiped the tears from her eyes and took off the thin sheets that were covering her. Juivo, now seeing that his princess was not in any mortal danger, put his sword back into the sheath.

"Right! Sorry. I just thought that you were in trouble. Anyways, you should probably get dressed soon." Juivo looked at the ground, almost cringing.

"Are you okay? You look like you are about to be sick..."

"I'm fine. But um..." he paused, "Suitors are going to arrive in an hour, and..."

"What?" Midna hissed. This was the reaction Juivo was expecting.

"Yeah, the advisors warned me not to tell you sooner than now...I was going to I swear! But I was afraid they'd do something to me, I mean those guys freak me out..."

Midna clenched her fists and drowned out her rambling servant. How could they do this to her? They gave her a week! And it's only been two days!

She was furious. "...and that's where he told me babies came from, so then I said..." Juivo continued to ramble as Midna stormed out of the room.

The doors that barricaded the thrown room were made of the heaviest Twili metal there was. But that didn't stop Midna from making an entrance.

There were three men sitting in makeshift chairs, all dressed in fancy robes and jewelry. And beside them stood the dead adviser, discussing Midna's likes and dislikes. The elderly Twili turned around, seeing his future queen in her nightgown, flushed with anger.

"Princess! We weren't expecting you for a few more hours! And...in more clothes..."

She stomped up to the man, her voice harsh, and said, "I'm sick of being the perfect princess for you. I am higher on the food chain than you! You don't make decisions for me, I make them for you! When you tell someone that they had to decide who to marry in seven days, that usually means seven days from when you told them that! One hundred sixty-eight hours! NOT forty-eight!"

The head adviser coughed, then as soon as he knew that Midna was finished, interjected with, "Are you finished?"

Midna, now realizing completely that she was in very little clothes in front of many men, and that she just embarrassed herself in front of them, nodded slowly.

"Good. Because I'm hear to tell you that your time is up. After the little 'running away' incident last night, you are to be kept in your quarters, heavily guarded, until the wedding." The adviser guided Midna's now frozen body to face the suitors and asked, "Now, which one suits you? The first one is Darik, who's from the province of..."

This can't be, Midna thought, they can't do this to me! The god said I can't trust anyone! But I can't just walk out on my people!

Midna had a huge decision to make, but with so little time.

"That one," she interrupted, pointing to the man in the middle. He seemed the least pompous out of the three. And he wasn't Zant. Not even close.

The head adviser smiled, "I'm glad you see it our way Princess. Now if you would follow that guard back to your room, we would like to get started on making the plans for the wedding."

Midna forced a smile back, but as soon as he turned around, she stuck her tongue out.

"Very mature of your Princess." he muttered, turning his head around ever so slightly. Midna blushed and did what she was told.

As soon as she was escorted back to the room, she thanked the guards, then collapsed in her bed, throwing her face into the pillow. But she didn't cry. She expected, almost waited for the tears to come. But they didn't.

I'm sad...but I'm not, she thought to herself, because I know he's coming for me. There's no reason to be sad.

She rolled over and stared at her ceiling and smiled. She had no reason to worry.

"Link is coming," she said softly aloud.

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Sorry for the rather...bizarre ending. I really need to get to bed now XD night!

-Lady Sichi