Cracks rippled through the mirror.
Links mouth slacked and opened- she'd broken it. Why would she break it? Hadn't they just had this long talk about the goddesses and their intentions? He started, and she looked at him for a moment- at least it felt as though she looked at him. Midna's legs disappeared into shimmers and slinked into the tunnel to the Twilight world.
He watched her face in awestruck horror. Leaving him, and the princess? How could she?
See you later- her last words rang throughout his mind as her face flittered off. Shards scattered, as though afraid of their keeper, of that… tear? Godesses, no- she played a trick on him! She couldn't really be gone, just an illusion. In a few moments, she'd come back, smiling and laughing devilish high-pitched screeching nonsense. He always got the shot end of her jokes. Link watched the portal confidently, waiting to be let in on it.
Any moment now… She'd swoop, dribble out of the sky like some sick, cloud…
He could feel the Princess's eyes on him, knew that she wanted to speak. Her breath had bait, urging him to speak so she didn't have to draw together her will and start it herself. He felt her glove press lightly against his shoulder, wanting to comfort him.
Link snatched away gently, tearing his gaze from the portal. No, she knew, Zelda knew, that wasn't a portal anymore. Just a stone. Just a rock.
His feet took him before his mind had filtered through what his gut realized. Grasping about the thing- futile- the stupid stone didn't give. It didn't move; nothing changed. He couldn't find any hidden switches or secret passageways or disguised openings… just nothing, just rock. Just solid, unyielding, cold dead stone.
"Link-" Hylian, Zelda's voice just dripped with that unwelcome Hylian accent. Shiver spindles coursed down his back. Moments ago, it hadn't been like this. He hadn't minded the golden-haired, golden-crested, golden-crowned "shine girl" and her thick pompous Hylian accent. What he wouldn't give to hear Midna's evil little cackle again, or maybe just one more Are you stupid? Don't do that!
She'd had to screech that particular phrase all the time.
He wanted to melt into that nostalgia, but it flashed past him before he could breathe again. The princess had just finished her search for words, seemingly, and now she approached him. But he wouldn't listen. No. Not to her. She drove Midna away. Unless, had he done it himself?
"Link, she's still there. She's just on the other side of our world…" Zelda spoke softly, maintaining her distance this time.
"She just did what she thought was best. That was her decision to make." Her decision, decision, had been just to take off- in the blink of an eye- and cut all the strings that might have tied the three of them together. He didn't have the words to make the princess understand, not now.
"Link, come home with me." Her voice lingered at the edge of his mind, but suddenly staying away from her seemed so important. If he went with the Princess, with Zelda, he'd lose his best friend forever. She'd convince him to let Midna go her own way. She wouldn't even try to find a way, if he went with her.
"That's your home!" One thought circled through his mind, even while he stormed past Zelda and her entourage and her crowd of worshippers…
Why did this happen? What am I supposed to do?