GAH!I can't believe I said 'know' instead of 'no'..I mean..uhh..NO I DIDN'T! THERE ARE ABSOLUTELY NO SPELLING OR GRAMMAR ERRORS IN THE LAST CHAPTER! NONE WHATSOEVER!! Sigh, yes there are, I'M SO SORRY -bows head humbly- Please forgive me, oh cherished readers! I promise I won't make any mistakes this time! Here's Chapter 3..OH GOD I'M SUCH A DISGRACE -sobs uncontrollably- UPDATE! I FIXED IT! Everything is all better, now I don't have to live in shame! HOORAY!

"How far away is the castle?" Link called ahead. This girl was worse than Navi when it came to moving too fast.

"Not much, but we would be there a lot sooner if you'd hurry up," she shouted back. He ignored her and still took his time, taking in the scenery of the bustling town. All around him people were talking and moving. He couldn't make out what they were saying, it was more of a dull roar that he heard all around him. They walked past him as if he weren't even there. They did the same to Zelda. He found this strange, he thought the princess would get at least some attention from her subjects. He spotted a red-headed girl by the large fountain in the center. She was bobbing back and forth to her own tune (seriously, is Malon crazy?). He watched her a for a moment more, until he was suddenly pulled forward.

"C'mon, there's the road to the castle."

Link felt a wave of relief. The hustle and bustle had already proved to be too much for him and he was glad to get away from it. They were now on a winding pale ochre dirt road, which he assumed led them straight to the castle. It did and soon they were standing right before a large barred gate. The armed guard didn't look at them at all. The princess stared up at him, waiting. He did nothing. She sighed sharply and rested her hand on her hip, much like she had when talking to Link. Still no response. She cleared her throat in quite a harsh manner and stomped her foot three times on the ground.

"Is there something I can do for you?" the guard scoffed haughtily.

"You can open this gate, Frederick," she replied with quick impatience.

"I beg your pardon, little girl, but my name is not Frederick and this gate does not open unless permission has been granted by the royal family."

It was her turn to scoff.

"I don't need to give myself permission to enter my own castle."

He looked at her for the first time his somewhat shrouded face looking at her with anger and questioning.

"Well, are you gonna open it or not?" she cocked her hip and rested her hand on it again.

"I do no know what little game you are playing, young lady, but if it does not stop soon I will be forced to use…force."

She snorted her laughter at his stumble in words. His face burned bright red, he would not be mocked by this dirty peasant. Link watched the exchange in silence, nervous that something bad would happen to the princess (poor poor simple Link).

"Guards!"

"Aren't you the guard?" she said still mocking him. Her continued laughter was cut short by two guards grabbing her arms from behind.

"Hey, just what do you think you're doing?! Do you even know who I am!? MY FATHER WILL HAVE YOUR HEADS FOR THIS!!" she cried as she was dragged down the dirt road, kicking and screaming and making their job as difficult as possible. Link stood frozen.

"Do I need to have you escorted as well?" 'Frederick' asked snidely. Link jerked his head to the man and stared wide-eyed and terrified and just as quickly, turned and ran down the dirt road. He finally caught up with 'the princess'. She sat on the ground legs and arms crossed in defiant defeat. He approached timidly.

"Um…"

"What? What do you want?"

"You're not the princess, are you?"

She stood up and abruptly smacked his forhead with the palm of her hand.

"Ow!"

"Doy, I'm not the princess! Jeez, I thought you knew from the beginning."

Link looked away from her, angry tears threatening. He wanted to get as far away from this mean girl as possible. She noticed how upset he was and wanted to apologize, but didn't know how. Before she could even begin, he turned and began to walk away from her. She now felt absolutely terrible for how mean she had been to that sweet innocent boy.

"Hey, wait! Wait up!" she jogged the short distance between them. He stopped and slowly turned, but refused to look at her.

"I-I'm sorry," it was always hard to admit to being in the wrong, especially for her.

"I shouldn't have been so mean and I shouldn't have lied," she said. He looked at her sideways and saw she was genuinely sorry. She noticed the rather large red mark on his forehead. She hadn't meant to hit him that hard.

"And I'm really sorry I hit you so hard, I didn't mean it," she added quickly.

"Well thanks for all that, but there's still no reason for me to be here," he hung his head again, "I don't know why I came, I have no clue what I'm even doing." He began to walk away again. She felt like she owed him something, anything. Wait! Why couldn't she get him into the castle? Even without her false royal identity, she knew she could get him in somehow

"I can get you into the castle," she blurted out after him. He turned all the way around this time.

"Really?"

"Really really."

"O-ok," he walked back towards her, a smile spreading across his face, "but no more tricks!" he warned pointing his finger in her face.

"I pinky promise."

"What's a pinky promise?"

"It's when we link pinkies, like this," she grabbed his hand and pulled it towards her own wrapping her pinky, rather tightly, around his (SUPER PINKY STRENGTH!).

"The link of our pinkies represents the unbreakability of my promise, or some junk like that," she said, "Ok, I, Alphelia (her name, doy!), do solemnly swear to escort you, Link, to the princess." She brought her hand up and down, Link's following in turn.

"Oh, and no funny stuff," she added before realeasing his little finger. The gesture seemed quite odd to Link, but the promise behind it meant a lot. The promise that she would play nice and help him and the possible promise of a new friend. He smiled to himself.

"What are you smiling about? Let's go doofus."

He was hurt by her words, but only for a moment when he (FINALLY) realized, she did it all in good humor. He fell in line behind her as she marched off in the same direction they had previously gone.

"Say, what kind of name is Alphelia?" he asked walking along side her now. She sneered at him.

"What kind of name is Link?" she retorted defensively. He laughed. She looked at him like he was crazy, but it wasn't long before she too was laughing.

Awwwwwwwww, Link has a new fwiend! Poor wittle Winky, I just wanted to weach out and huggle him when he almost cwied! ….I'm sorry, I'll stop now. So there you have it, Chapter 3. Keep reviewing people! It wasn't until I got a review (and fave) from the wonderful Bamber of Daggerspine, that I was re-inspired to write. Do it! And no funny stuff! HAHAHAHA Oh, I slay myself!