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Mine forever more
Link awaited the Princess' arrival at the left tower overlooking the blue waters of the river running outside the town. He thought it a very romantic place and wanted this night to be very romantic indeed. If he was to succeed in winning the Princess's love, than this was to be a very significant step for him. Although he didn't feel right in charming a young woman whom he himself didn't really love. He felt wrong and most of all guilty, every time he stared into those eyes so similar to Malon's he remembered that day at the town market place when those beautiful dark orbs of hers stared up at him with so much hate. Every time she passes by and heads for the stables and pets a horse he imagines a glint in her eyes like Malon used to have whenever she touched a horse. But she never showed that glint, she never acted like Malon, she was so superficial sometimes and at other times she seemed lost in her own world and a trace of sadness overcame her. Malon never had that sadness, Malon was never superficial not even once. Never the less she still shared her same features, she still shared her voice. 'I swore to forget you Malon I cannot back up now…I do love her after all, but I'm not in love with her…'
"Sir, the Princess is coming." Link faced the young servant and nodded for her to leave. No sooner the servant left Eleanor came in through the door. She wore a light blue gown that reached well beyond her feet and hid the shiny blue slippers. The gown made it so that her shoulders were exposed and the sleeves began just below them and reached to her wrists. Her hair was down and held back with a blue cloth like tiara that only allowed her bangs to touch her forehead. She wore no jewelry except for a pair of sapphire earrings. "My, Princess, you look stunning. I feel as though I have underdressed." She smiled at him and walked up to him slowly. "Well I would say quite the contrary I think you look fine. If I may ask, why this dinner? Why here? What are you planning?" His smile grew and he gestured toward the table. "Dinner of course, I wanted a private moment with you, I did not think it would bring such a reaction from you. So much suspicion. Why?" She shook her head and smiled, "Don't think it suspicion Prince, it is the way I am." He nodded and pulled out the chair for her so she could sit. With a quick thank you from her he sat himself down and reached for the champagne. "Do you drink Princess?" Link asked her politely. "No thank you, I don't drink. I will have some of that juice instead." He nodded and poured himself some champagne and then poured her some orange juice.
" The main reason that I asked to have a private dinner with you is because I need to know something from you first before the wedding is announced in one month. M-Eleanor…I…wanted to ask you if you love me? Sometimes you act as though I were the most hideous creature in the land but other times I feel as though you like being with me. It is very confusing and I need to know if you love me. If not our marriage will not be a very prosperous one." Eleanor glanced towards her feet before looking at him and answering his question. "I do love you. I do not know what ever could have made you at time think that I aknowladge you as the most hideous thing on earth." She chuckled as she took a sip from her drink. "Honestly Prince, if I were indeed not in love with you why would I be marrying you if I could just run away?" She giggled some more and put her cup down. "I'm sorry Princess but it was something I needed to know something I needed to hear to reassure myself that we are not making a mistake." Eleanor's face grew serious now and she cleared her throat a little bit. "May I ask you something now?" Link nodded and smiled at her sweetly. She looked so innocent in the light of the sunset it brought back such wonderful but painful memories of Malon.
MEMORY
"Malon, you are so beautiful. I am so glad to be with you." Malon giggled and cuddled in his arms. "Link…I love you." He stared at the horizon, the sun was setting and the clouds were beginning to change colors. "I love you Malon, more than words or actions could ever display." She left his arms and sat in front of him, the descending bright orb of the sun right behind her. It made it seem as though she were coming from a light from heaven to be with him and bless him with her eternal love. "Why do you love me that much? What in me made you choose me from all the other women out there claiming to love you?" He reached out to touch her face, for a moment thinking she really was an angel that would soon disappear.
"Because out of all those women and their claims, you are the one that really loved me for who I was not what I stood for, not what I had done for my country. You loved me since the moment you saw me when no one else noticed me. You saw a valuable person, a friend when every body else saw an annoying and nosy little boy with a fairy." She giggled again and kissed him gently. He felt like heaven, like as if he could breathe for the first time, as if something was pulling him to her and her eternal charms and the warmth of her sweet lips.
END MEMORY
"Prince Link?" Eleanor asked a little concerned. He blinked a few times and focused his eyes on her. "Forgive me, I don't know what came over me. What did you say?" Eleanor chuckled and took another quick sip. "I asked you if you love me? I thought it only fair to ask you the same question as curiously as you. Don't you?" Link smiled at her and left his chair to be by her side. He kneeled in front of her and stared into her eyes and then at her lips. She blushed as he came closer to her face and felt his warm breath on her mouth. He stared at her parted lips and for a moment saw the ranch behind her, saw her clothes and saw the white shirt with the yellow scarf and the dragon pendant. He saw the horses grazing behind her and took in her sweet rosy scent. "Malon" he whispered and he kissed her. He couldn't believe it, it was the same sweetness, the same taste of her lips, the same heavenly feeling. This was Malon it had to be. "Malon, my sweet Malon." Suddenly he felt a gentle but demanding push. It was too late when he realized what he had done. He hadn't kissed Malon he had kissed Eleanor, he hadn't called her Eleanor he had called her Malon. "Excuse me? Malon?" He sat there in shock and couldn't seem to react, he had given in to his passion and called her by the name of the one person Eleanor was not.
AT THE BAR OF AETHO WITH FIORY
He sat at the bar table with a drink in between his hands only thinking about the last time he was here and with Malon walking the paths and going into posts hand in hand. A time that he swore she had begun to love him as much as he loved her. He proved himself wrong when he returned to the camps, every time he sent her a letter he never received a response from her.
He had commenced to think the worst for him and that was that she had returned to the arms of the Prince. It only edged him more to that thought when he had heard from General Wufei upon his return that the wedding was cancelled between the Prince and Princess Zelda. Aside from all of the bitter and sad thoughts he decided to give it one last try and talk to Malon again when he could the opportunity finally offered when the King of Osirian sent a telegram informing the Generals to go back to the regular training and take a rest from the special training. And now here he was, feeling terribly for ever thinking badly of her.
After talking to all the peasants he learned that she had left for Noreyes, the disturbing part of it all was the they had not referred to her as Malon but as their beloved Princess Eleanor. 'I have to find out what is going on. She could not have lied to me, I have to know why she was picked up by a carriage and taken to Noreyes, I have to know why they called her Eleanor. That's it! I have made my decision, tomorrow morning I leave for Noreyes!'
AT HYRULE WITH ZELDA
'I wonder how Link is doing? What could his dad have called him for? Why was the wedding cancelled so suddenly for? Either way I am glad, who wants to marry their best friend and not be in love with him? Besides I think that…could I be? I think I am starting to fall for General Wufei.' She smiled in her thoughts and continued eating her supper as her dad did the same. "Zelda, I want you to know how truly sorry I am that this King who calls himself my friend cancelled everything on you my sweet." Zelda looked up to her father and remembered how he had been when he first laid eyes on that letter. He had been so upset and publicly humiliated.
"It is not so much for me that I grieve but more for you, father, and your feelings towards all of this. I feel non for me, for I never wanted to marry my best friend. It was not right, after all I did not love him like that." She saw a glint of sadness cross her fathers face but then he smiled broadly and patted her hand. "My humiliation will not last long, it is already being forgotten. My main concern was always you my daughter." She looked at her father with a gentle look and smiled back at him with the same loving devotion.
AT THE TOWER WITH ELEANOR AND LINK
"Er, Malon is a…loving…word for your loved one in…the…ancient language of Osirian. Why do you ask my sweet?" He replied nervously. Eleanor eyed him suspiciously and nodded slowly. "Really?" she asked sweetly, "It sounded more as a name to me." He smiled and put his hand on top of hers, "It is a name…a nickname for you." Her smile turned into a frown and she tipped her head to the side. "Well I don't want it. Thank you, but I prefer something more from the language that I do know." He grinned and leaned closer to her. "Your wish is my command my Princess." She felt his breath touch her lips before he kissed them sweetly once more.
"Now, as I am already in this position, I want to ask you one last thing." She furrowed her eyebrows and gazed at him confusedly. "What is it?" He took her by the hand and with his other hand revealed a beautiful ring from inside of his tunic. "Eleanor, my love, will you marry me?" A childish excitement overtook her and she jumped from her seat to his arms. "Yes, I will marry you, Link, I will." He hugged her tightly and for a moment thought it to be Malon once more. She backed away now with a half frown and half smile. "Prince, are we not already engaged?" He ran his hand down her cheek and said, "I wanted to ask you to marry me for me and because you love me not because we are engaged by a contract." She brightened up again and hugged him once more each of them going into their own world.
MALON
Why did he call me by my name? Does he actually still think of me? He couldn't it's just because I look like me if that makes sense. No, but if it was because of that then why did he say 'My sweet Malon' could he still love me? NO! He could most certainly not! Not after getting engaged for greed with poor Zelda, Nayru knows she's probably still thinking they're engaged! Sick bastard! I HATE HAVING TO MARRY YOU!
LINK
Wow, I almost blew it. Thank the Goddesses for my quick thinking. But that taste, could it be because I have not really kissed any one else? But the time I kissed Zelda in public her taste was somewhat different. Malon tasted like heaven on earth. It is only a feeling that you have when you love that someone that you are kissing or holding, but I do not really love Eleanor..or do I? No I do not I will always love Malon and there will be no love to match that love I have for her. No other love will ever be the same. Then how could she make me feel the same?
Starlighter: Well that's all that I could think of…I am so sorry. School stuff on my mind too much even on vacation! Yeah well I hope you guys like this chapter even though it's not really all that exciting. Not really. But remember, REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW! And TATA FOR NOW!