Midna's POV
"Oh Link…" I said, covering my mouth slowly. I was peering through my looking glass at him, a technique I had learned from a friend in the twilight realm. We could watch people in the Light world through mirrors given the chance. Now I was watching him in total agony at me being gone, something so out of character for Link I almost wondered if I was watching the right person.
"Link…" I whispered again, touching the mirror gently. Now he was looking up, tears falling slowly into his hands. It almost looked like he was looking at me, but I knew he was just looking around his home. Then, he stood.
I looked away, putting down my mirror. A sigh slid from between my lips, and I laid back on my bed. "I'm such an idiot." I said, replaying the scene of leaving Link over and over again in my head. Tears began to form at the corners of my eyes. "Oh get a hold of yourself," I said to myself, "It never would have worked."
3 weeks later
I hadn't left this bedroom in weeks. Well, to get food and use the facilities, but otherwise? No. I had just sat and watched him do the exact same thing every day for weeks. After a moment of staring at the ceiling from my bed, I decided to get up and bathe. Grabbing my clothes and soap, I stood up and shuffled to the adjacent bathroom.
Once in the bathroom, I set down the things I had brought, and stared into the mirror at myself. The pallid, blue-ish skin tone, black markings, how had he ever found me attractive? No matter, I thought, sliding my hood down and removing the headdress.
Placing it down on the counter, I bent to unfasten my dress. A sharp pain pierced my abdomen, stemming from my hips. "Ah!" I cried, falling to the ground. "Help!" I cried, begging anyone to answer. A servant came to my aid, helping me to sit on a nearby chair. She pressed a hand to my stomach, trying to assess the problem. After a moment of concentration, she looked up at me and smiled gently. She whispered something in my ear and left me, smiling as she went.
My expression was blank, jaw slack, eyes wide. A hand absently traveled to my belly button, or rather just below it. I looked down at it, and then up again. I didn't know whether to cry, or to leap in happiness.
"Pregnant.." I said, smiling slightly. I still don't know if it was in hysteria or in happiness.