Lear woke on soft ground. Solid ground. 'Thank heavens for that!', she thought. A fire was burning nearby, casting shadows dancing across the ground. She threw off the blanket that was on her and covered her ears against the shouts and threats that were drifting in her direction. Link and Begonia...oh no. They were at it again.

"...try to drown me and my sister, will you?! And they call you a hero, ha! What a laugh!" Begonia yelled.

"Hey! I gave you two a warning about the waterfall!" Link yelled back.

"Whose idea was it to jump into the river? Hmm…OH YEAH! It was YOU." Begonia yelled while poking him in the shoulder.

Before things got way out of hand, Lear slowly sat up, holding her head in her hand. "…you know, it would've been nicer to wake-up to a nice, CALM conversation between the two of you…"

Link and Begonia were caught off guard at Lear's voice, immediately stopping their argument. Begonia rushed over to her sister. "Lear! Are you alright? You were knocked out by the waterfall." She said as she sent Link the glare of death. Link folded his arms and looked away.

"I'm fine, really! Um," She wanted to change Begonia's fuming attention away from Link. "Where are we?"

Link turned and cut in before Begonia could say anything. "Lake Hylia. That old man offered us a free canon ride up top due to your 'coma'." He shoved Begonia away and helped Lear to her feet while chuckling. "It was nothing more than too much water, though. You ready to fly?" Lear smiled at him and nodded. She glanced over to her sister and jumped a little. Begonia was scrutinizing them and her eyes betrayed that she didn't like the way I'd smiled at Link.

Lear looked away while clearing her throat. "Well, should we go?"

"Humph. Fine. Go ahead and lead the way, Mr. Hero" she glared at Link, and he just rolled his eyes as he turned around, heading straight for the cannon. He walked ahead a little, Lear took the chance to ask Begonia.

"Why do you hate Link so much?" Begonia gave her sister a blank stare.

"Isn't it obvious? He almost got us killed! Honestly! I would've been safer with Ganondorf than him!" Begonia quickly shut her mouth when she realized what she had said. Luckily Link didn't hear her, however, Lear did.

"Safer...right." Was all she mumbled. Ganondorf had tried to kill them. He'd been after them from the start. He was the reason for the fighting, the killing, the death...Does Begonia know? The question rang through Lear's mind. Obviously not. But what if she did? "Begonia," she started to question, but they'd already reached the cannon. They all climbed in as the old man gave a low laugh. "Have a nice fly!" The lights went out yet again as the cannon powered up.

Several hours later, they all sat at the Hyrule market bar. Begonia sat quietly in the bar, she hasn't spoken a word since she said she would've been safer with Ganondorf. The three were sitting at a table near the back of the bar, not much conversation was going on. Begonia started to think, would Ganondorf worry about my being gone? Will I ever convince Lear that he's not evil? She hardly even touched her meal as they sat there, even though she was starving, she just couldn't get herself to start eating right now.

"You're an awful quiet bunch." Pippa's warm voice surrounded the brooding sisters. The bartender emitted a friendly atmosphere to the table.

"Just tired, that's all," Link sighed. She winked at him and smiled to the sisters.

"You just tell me if there's anything you need, y'hear?" Pippa laughed as she walked away. They all sat in silence for a short time, poking at their food.

"It's been a long day, why don't we head off to our rooms and get some sleep?" Link broke the silence while looking down. Lear noted this with comfort; he always was too shy and rarely spoke up first. At least he was the same 'ol hero she knew.

Begonia just nodded, standing up. "...c'mon Lear...let's go." She started walking away, not noticing Lear giving Link a quick peck on the cheek, thanking him for all that he did earlier in the day. Link just sat there, dumbstruck for a few moments, then he placed his hand on his cheek while blushing. He then got up quickly and went to his room. When Lear and Begonia arrived in their room, they both plopped down onto their own bed, both sighing at the same time.

Lear just stared into the darkness. Shadows played back and forth on the wall, enjoying some game she could never play. "Do you love him?" She asked. Silence, then the rustle of Begonia moving around in the bed to face her.

"Love whom?"

Lear sighed and turned to her. "Do you love Ganondorf? I mean, what were you doing while you were prisoner? What's happened to you since we fled two years ago?"

Such questions made Begonia's mind flood with memories. She thought back to the moment where she first discovered that she didn't mind being in Ganondorf's presence…

"Begonia."

"Hm?"

"Have you ever written music?"

"Hmm…no, I haven't."

"…"

"Why do you ask?"

"Hm…never mind."

After such a conversation, I realized that I didn't mind so much. Of course, such a topic of discussion has never turned into an argument! He's very passionate with his music…just like my father was.

As I looked at him, he seemed to be having some trouble with something. He's just sitting there, staring at a piece of parchment, which was only half-covered with notes. A Musician's block? I don't know what it is. But when I think about it, my father had the exact same problem. Only, he didn't have an organ, he had a weirdly-shaped guitar...

"Begonia?"

"…eh? What?"

"…you're staring off into space."

Begonia's trail of thoughts were broken by her sister's voice, "Begonia?"

She took a few moments to answer her sister's questions while staring at the ceiling of the room. "...I...don't know. I mean...I really don't know the feeling." she sighed and continued with her story. "...when I was a prisoner there...I, at first, was locked up in the dungeon cell for several days. But during that time, he would come in and ask me questions."

Lear continued to look at her sister "what sort of questions did he ask?"

"He just asked questions about the glaicien culture. He seemed interested, so I told him a couple things, and I constantly yelled at him and all sorts of other things...after a while, he gave me my own room with an actual bed!"

"It seems as if you weren't as badly treated like prisoner as I thought. Well, g'night." Lear promptly ended the conversation and rolled over. Enough was enough. She knew what was going on and she didn't like the thought of it. Night crept ever deeper and sleep weighed on her eyelids. Thoughts of dungeons and strange music filled her head until she finally surrendered to the dark and fell asleep.

Begonia woke to the sun shining through the drapes into the empty room. She got herself out of bed and quickly dressed, noticing that Lear was gone. Voices and tempting smells of breakfast greeted her as she walked into the bar. Lear was sitting next to Link, whom Begonia noticed with distaste that he had terrible bed-hair, and they seemed to be engaged in a hushed conversation.

Begonia became curious as to what they were talking about, so instead of asking them, she decided to have a little fun. Checking that there wasn't anyone around her, she jumped up onto a large brick sticking out of the wall. To her advantage, the brick just so happened to be located near Link and Lear's table. She quietly lay on the brick, closely listening to their conversation. "Link...I don't like this...if what I think is true, Begonia's in love with him." At this, Link choked on his food a little bit, then swallowed the huge bite. "What??? Are you serious??" Begonia frowned, they were talking about her, again.

After Lear left the room, she jumped down from the brick, perfectly landing on both of her feet. She then walked to the other side of the room, hopefully making it look like she wasn't doing anything suspicious when Lear walked back into the room. She sat down in a chair and pretended to wait for her sister.

"three...two...one..."

Lear walked back into the room, Begonia being the first one she saw. "Begonia! There you are! I was looking for you." She walked over to where Begonia was sitting. Begonia stood up to greet her sister.

"So, Lear, what are the plans for today?" she already knew the answer, and was dreading the fact that they'll be riding horses.

Lear cleared her throat. "Actually, there's been a change of plans. Link and I have something we have to do. Do you think you could hang around here for a couple of days?" Begonia stared and Lear felt her insides go hollow.

"Stay here? Well, uh...sure. Yeah, that's fine. But, you'll come back, right?" Begonia said.

"Of course! We just have to find this treasure. It's important, you see, to our quest." Lear hoped her sister wouldn't be upset. But she complied to stay at the inn until they returned. They said their goodbye's, and then it was time to leave. "You stay safe, and stay at the inn!" Lear hissed at her sister. She didn't think that the shadow forces would come this far into the market, but she'd been wrong before. And this time, Link wouldn't be there to stop them.

As Lear walked out of the door to leave, Begonia called after her "Come back in one piece, y'hear?" And when the door was closed, Begonia sat back down onto the chair, letting out an annoyed sigh. "'stay at the inn'! Ha! I am not a child, I will be just fine, even if I run into anything evil."

She propped up her head on her right fist and began to think. As she thought to herself, the same questions popped back into her head to nag her. Is he worrying about her? Will he look for her? In any case, she wasn't just going to sit here in the inn. What was she supposed to do? Knit?

I don't think so.

A/N: Happy Independance Day! (for those who live in the US) I decided to post this chapter today, as a gift for you all. XD

SableBierce: Thanks for the review!! I'm glad you liked the organ scene. (Ganondorf: ((is annoyed)) I'm not adorable.) XD As for developing their relationship, I do plan on throwing in random flashbacks of converstations between the two, like I did in this chapter, to help show how she decided that he wasn't all that bad.