Author's Notes: Since I've got almost nothing left to do this summer (other than a short trip and some summer assignments for school), I should have plenty of time to write this fanfic and do everything else my heart desires. My goal is to finish this before summer ends, but I'm not certain that the goal will be reached. Seeing as I never outline my stories (except in my head and even then the story is likely to change a bit), I can't say how many chapters this fanfic will have. If I don't finish it before summer and school starts, then expect my updates to be a lot slower.

Disclaimer: I don't own Link or anything else from the games. Nintendo has the honor to own it. I also don't own the quote. However, I own Celestria as well as my OCs.

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"Where you used to be, there is a hole in the world, which I find myself constantly walking around in the daytime, and falling in at night. I miss you like hell."

~Edna St Vincent Millay

Chapter 5: Get Over It

After Link woke up, the trio resumed their journey. Link seemed to have recovered well, but Midna could still see the tell-tale signals of lasting fatigue in the corners of his eyes. The faster they traveled, the more worn-out Link got, but the closer they came to Lunaris, capital of Celestria. Once there, they could commence a search for Kamaria and information.

Days passed. Link did not faint, but they did make frequent stops when Midna sensed that Link was becoming tired. Veiviser had not taken up his story again and while he put together a cheerful façade, Midna could see ghosts of the past haunting the boy's face. She did not press him for the story. He would tell on his own time.

The Messengers seemed to be the only ones in a cheerful mood. They got enough rest and they enjoyed loping through the forest at high speeds. Even the thickening undergrowth that was beginning to slow the Messengers did nothing to dampen their moods. The only times Midna caught any of them looking sad was when Macha was looking at Link. Macha was deeply concerned about her new master. She sensed that the reason he tired so easily was because he did not belong in this world, a thought that saddened her greatly.

It was their sixth day of travel. The trees had full canopies, so there was little light. Most of the light came from the flickering runes on the trees. Vines hung from the trees and the trio was forced to keep their eyes open for these. Already, Link and Midna had had to chop Veiviser free when the boy had gotten tangled in some. The undergrowth was knee-deep and there were patches of thorns hidden in with the regular brush. These thorns could not pierce the leathery skin of the Messengers, but they did scratch at the riders' skin and snag at their clothing. Vei's cloak and Midna's skirt had already ripped a few times.

Nonetheless, Veiviser was wearing a large grin. He called back, "We're almost at Lunaris!"

Midna mumbled pessimistically, "How can you tell? There's nothing but trees everywhere."

"You're forgetting that my large ears pick up sounds well." Vei answered, having heard Midna's mutters. "I can just sense it. There's something different about Celestrian air." He breathed in a sigh. "Anyway, it's been six days! We should be there soon!" Midna accepted the answer, hiding away any doubts about it.

Link had not spoken throughout the exchange. He was relieved as well as nervous about their arrival. The journey had sapped his strength and it would be nice to not have to wake up to constant travel. However, he couldn't push away the thought that the Celestrian Twili would not welcome him. From the stories, it sounded as if they despised all light dwellers. However, Veiviser had greeted him in a friendly manner. Maybe there were others like him.

Suddenly Link felt a dizzying sensation. His head had been throbbing for the last hour, but he had not bothered complaining about the minor headache. Now the throbbing had increased in tempo and it left him with a nauseous feeling. Link's skin was quickly paling. He did not feel well. This feels just like- Link's thought was left unfinished.

A crash in the undergrowth brought Midna's attention to her right side. "Link!" She cried, wheeling Sleipnir around.

Macha had stopped running as soon as she had felt the weight on her back lessen. The Messenger howled to Eclipse who stopped as well. Midna leaped off Sleipnir and ran to crouch by Link. Veiviser was at her heels.

Link's skin was clammy and pale. His skin was ice-cold to the touch. The only reassurance that Midna had was that Link's pulse was steady and his chest was still rising and falling.

"Vei, go find a spot to set camp." Veiviser hurried off to do Midna's bidding.

While Vei went to find a campsite, Midna carefully lifted Link up. He was heavy, so she was forced to use her magic to help lift the boy up on to Macha's back. Macha's mane curled around Link to hold him steady. Midna held Link's hand. She didn't like the feeling of icy skin, but she felt like she needed to offer some sort of comfort to the boy. Even if he was unaware of the gesture, perhaps he a part of him would sense it.

"Found one!" Veiviser's voice came from behind some trees.

The slow progression of Macha with Link on top, Midna, and Sleipnir went off towards Veiviser's chosen location. The clearing was around a small pond. A creek flowed into it. The pond's surface was covered in algae, but the water of the creek was clean. The absence of trees provided a spectacular view of the sky. Veiviser was busy shoving aside some thorny mats to provide enough room to lie down on.

Midna lifted Link down to the ground. She brushed aside his hair. There were assorted minor scratches on his face where thorns had snagged at it. Midna decided that it must have happened when he fell. His green tunic had been able to protect his body from injury and for that Midna was grateful.

Veiviser was milling around. Now that he was done with his labor, he did not know what to do. Midna provided him with instructions, "Vei, get some clean water. And bring me the medicinal bag from Link's pack." The boy rushed off to fulfill the instructions.

Veiviser filled an empty canteen with water and wordlessly handed it over to Midna. He then handed over the medicinal bag before running off to gather some wood for a fire. They would probably be here for quite some time, meaning that a comfort such as a fire would be useful.

Midna wiped away the blood from Link's face, using a damp handkerchief to dab at the wounds. She wringed out the handkerchief, making sure all the blood was gone. An ointment that Val had given her was put to use on the wounds. After that, she spent some time picking the thorns out of Link's clothing. Finally Midna had done all she could.

Now she only had to wait for Link to awaken. This was perhaps the worst part of treating someone unconscious. Waiting could drag on for hours, hours full of nothing to do but wonder. What if he didn't wake up? What if he had fallen into a coma? What if he was in agonizing pain and she was sitting around, utterly useless and unaware? The uncertain what ifs were definitely the worst part of healing anybody.

"I bring fire." Veiviser said with a weak smile. He had brought an armful of wood with him and had quietly constructed a fire. Midna had not noticed, so deep was she in thought about Link.

Midna nodded her head in acknowledgement at the fire before murmuring to Link, "You better wake up. You haven't outgrown your usefulness to me."

Veiviser averted his eyes to the ground. The Messengers had gone off to find food and he felt awkward. While he had gotten to know Midna and Link well over the journey, he knew that he lacked any special bonds to either of them. This was fine with Vei most times, but at the moment it made him feel like an intruder, a third wheel.

Midna was his friend and it pained him to watch her suffer silently with an unconscious Link. But what could Veiviser do? The Twili nibbled at his lip in thought. Perhaps there was some way he could distract her. That would have the dual benefit of eliminating the uncomfortable silence and at taking their minds off Link. He thought over conversational starters before settling on the only one that seemed fit.

Taking a breath for courage (what if Midna got angry at him for interrupting her thoughts about Link?), he spoke, "Midna…" He waited for the Twilight Princess to turn her full attention to him before continuing on, "I know that you want to watch after Link, but staring at him like that won't help. It'll make time go slower."

"So what do you propose we do?" Midna asked. It was a miracle that she didn't snarl at the boy. In fact, she was grateful that he had interrupted the grim thoughts hovering in her mind.

"Story-time." Veiviser cracked a weak grin. When had story-time turn from a childish enjoyment into something so grim and forbidding? "I'll tell the story and you can listen."

Midna regarded Veiviser with surprise before nodding her head in agreement, "If you wish to speak, I'll listen."

Not needing anymore prodding, Veiviser began.

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When Veiviser arrived at his home, he ate a good dinner after a light spanking from his father for being late. Then he was sent off to bed. With his plan for escape in mind, Veiviser treated both his parents with tight hugs. They looked upon him with surprise, but did not question it.

Vei trotted off to bed. As soon as the candle was extinguished, the room fell into shadow. Usually, Veiviser found safety in the darkness but now a feeling of dread seized him. What if Galathron was lurking in the shadows with a knife in hand? Or someone else who knew the blood bounding ceremony? He nestled into his blankets, but they provided no comfort.

Finally the images of a knife descending on to him became too much for the boy to bear. He had plans for this night, but he wasn't about to spend a few hours in lonely fear. The boy quickly slid out of bed and hurried to the half-open door of his parents. Their murmuring voices stopped him.

Eavesdropping was wrong, but Veiviser had not learned his lesson yet. He couldn't help but crouch down by the door and press a large ear to the opening.

"You don't think Veiviser's too disappointed that the princess is gone, do you? I know they always played together and he often brought her over here for snacks." His mother's voice was full of concern.

"Of course, he'll be sad for a few days. In fact, that might have been why he hugged us. But I'm sure he'll get over it. Kids get over things quickly." His father's voice was strong, as usual. "He'll find new friends."

"I hope so…" They lapsed into silence and Vei got ready to walk in before it was broken again by his mother. "Do you think he will do anything radical?"

His father's laughter boomed. "Are we still speaking about Vei? He's doesn't have enough courage to do anything radical. Anyway, what would he do anyway?" Veiviser felt some embarrassment at his father's words. They were true, but they hurt.

"I don't know. What if he decides to run off after her? Or what if he challenges the king? He won't be happy to learn that it was the king who banished the princess."

"Don't worry, darling. I know he won't do such a thing. Challenging the king is beyond him. As for running away, he doesn't even like camping outside for one night. Do you really think he'd risk the wilderness for who-knows-how-long just to find her?"

His father's words must have soothed his mother, for her voice was relieved when she spoke again, "I suppose you're right, sweetie. You don't think he'll challenge the king when he's older, do you?"

"Of course not. He would have forgotten by then… At least I hope he does. I know the boy isn't very brave now, but I expect him to grow up to be a courageous lad, ready to serve the king when he's older."

Veiviser couldn't stand it anymore. He knocked on the door, efficiently ending the conversation for the moment.

"Oh Veiviser, what's wrong?" His mother's worried voice surrounded him, but he couldn't help feeling some despair over it. She loved him, but it hurt to know that she didn't believe he was brave enough to follow his friend. It would certainly make escaping easier. His parents would never think him craven after tonight.

"Mommy, Daddy…" Vei took a breath. He brought up the images of Galathron's sadistic smile and then the knife descending upon the guard boy's chest. He gulped before continuing, "Can I sleep with you tonight?"

"Oh sweetie, of course you can." His mom patted the spot in-between herself and her husband after exchanging a knowing look with her husband. "What's wrong?"

"Just nightmares." Veiviser murmured as soon as he was safely tucked away in the blankets. "Thank you."

"Good-night Veiviser." Both of his parents chorused before extinguishing the single candle.

The room fell into darkness, but Veiviser felt safe among the warm blankets of his parents' bed. Fear left him, replaced by guilt. His parents were so innocent. They would be devastated to see that their son had run off in the middle of the night. However, he could not tell him that he was leaving. Good-byes would just bring tears to his eyes and they would stop him.

Maybe it would be better not to go. There was no guarantee that Veiviser would even find the princess. She could've hid herself away so securely that no one would find her. Or perhaps she had gotten killed. A wild beast could easily have torn her apart if she had used the forest as an escape route. Tears stung Veiviser's eyes as he tried imaging the torn body of his playmate. She wouldn't let herself get killed, right?

Veiviser glanced at the face of his mother and then over at his father. They were sleeping peacefully, the only sound a light snore from his father. They would never suspect that their son would ever leave. He loved to play at being an adventurer, but when someone got down to his core, they found a young, easily scared boy. He wasn't brave at all. Even his parents knew it.

Except they didn't know one thing. Veiviser might be scared, but he was loyal to his friends. Kamaria was his best friend. She was alone, possibly cold and starving. She might be wishing for his company. Sure, she had said explicitly in her letter that Vei must not follow her, but perhaps she regretted it. Either way, he would fail his duty as a friend if he didn't follow her.

Carefully, Veiviser slid out from the covers of his parents' bed. His mom shifted slightly, causing Vei to freeze. However, she only rolled over before falling back into a motionless sleep. He let out a silent sigh before rushing out of the room.

In his own room, Veiviser peered into the shadows carefully before walking inside. He hastily grabbed a leather pack and his cloak. Veiviser was proud of this cloak as his mother had made it for him. He pinned it on before beginning to pack. He grabbed the blanket off his bed, mostly for Kamaria's sake if she happened to be freezing.

The next thing that entered his pack was food from the kitchen. Guilt welled up in him. It might be his house, but stealing was wrong. Sneaking around in the night and putting food into a bag made him feel like a thief. Gulping, Vei continued to stuff dried Kangaroc meat and buns (baked by his mother that very day) into the pack. He also managed to put in a canteen, full of water from the well outside.

With all the necessities taken care of, Veiviser hurried to where his father's simple weapons hung. Vei reached for a dagger. He didn't know how to fight with one, but it would be useful to skin any prey they could catch. Kamaria might know how to use it.

He also reached for a wooden club. It was made of a dark wood and it happened to be Veiviser's weapon of choice. The only things he had ever killed with it were forest creatures, usually small rodents. However, he was prepared to use it on bigger creatures if required. A small burst of magic (Veiviser was inept at most magic, but this was a very simple one that even he could manage) would allow the club to grow fierce spikes. He had only used this feature a few times, but it could prove useful if they were attacked.

Veiviser took a deep breath, inhaling the scent of his home. It was a mixture of the scent of his parents and himself, the flowers that his mother brought in, a smell of wood rot (the roof was suffering from excessive rain), and baked goods that his mother always found time to make. It was home and he was leaving it. Tears welled up in Vei's eyes.

"It's for Kamy." Veiviser muttered with a nod of his head. This strengthened his resolve and he was able to walk out the door.

Veiviser headed towards the forest. He had no tracking skills, so he wasn't sure how he would start his search for Kamaria. A part of him hoped that she would be waiting by her comfort tree. She might have gone back to it to ensure that he had found her letter. This part of him gave a skip to the boy's step.

Running away from home was an attractive idea to Veiviser. It was true that he had never liked staying away from home for too long, but now there would be a gallant reason to drive him onwards. He was following his friend into exile! How exciting was that! They would have many adventures and maybe one day he could come home. Galathron would be dead and they would be welcomed back as heroes. His parents would hug him and proclaim him a brave knight. As for Kamaria, the people would welcome her back with applause and a feast. He began humming softly.

Kamaria's glade was deserted as was her tree. This put a small frown on his face before he shrugged the disappointment off. She was probably hiding out in the woods or at a nearby village. It shouldn't take too long to locate her despite her head-start.

With that in mind, he began walking. The sounds of flapping wings and quiet paws hitting the ground scared Veiviser. The shadows held mysteries. What if someone lurked here, waiting to attack young Twili? Veiviser shivered before discarding the thought. No one could attack him out here. And if they did, they would face the terror of his spiked club. Vei touched the club's handle for comfort.

He realized that he had forgotten to take his young Messenger, Eclipse. If only he had taken the Messenger… Progress would have been a lot faster if he had. There was no going back. Veiviser sent a silent prayer that Eclipse would hunt after him before casting the brooding thoughts out of his mind.

Morning came. Veiviser's only results were fatigued muscles and blistered feet. The Twili boy sat down against a tree-trunk with a heavy sigh. Pulling out a strip of Kangaroc, the boy began to chew the meat.

The forest's silence was unnerving him, so Vei began speaking softly to himself. "I'll find her soon. My only setback is that I didn't bring a Messenger. She probably didn't have the time to get hers either, so at least we're even." He nodded, satisfied before taking another bite.

"I'll find her soon. She'll be cowering somewhere, hungry and cold. The blanket should help. So should my food. And once I find her, we can begin our adventures. They'll compose songs about us. Vei and Kamy, the strongest and youngest explorers alive." The thought pleased Veiviser.

After his meal and a light nap, Veiviser continued on. The woods had gotten thicker. Brambles scratched at his arms, leaving small wounds. He ignored these. Kamaria would know the medicinal herbs to help keep infection away and they weren't even that bad. Still, this adventure was a lot less glamorous than he had thought it would be.

He had expected to find her quickly and then for the two to live off the wilderness. Blistered feet and thorns had not come to mind. The idea of being uncomfortable while sleeping on the ground had not occurred either. To him, his biggest concerns had been savage beasts. The beasts had always been slain by him with his powerful club or Kamaria's magic.

"Kamy! Where are you?" Veiviser kept the chant up most of the time. The only times he stopped were to rest his aching throat.

Three days passed. Nothing new had happened. Veiviser was miserable. His feet were bloody from broken blisters, the rest of his body was lacerated from the thorns, he was running out of food, his water supply was low (and he had yet to find any rivers), and he was dead-tired. Along with all that was the dying hope of ever finding Kamaria. The world was a much bigger place than Vei had suspected and locating Kamaria was proving a lot tougher than he had first thought.

Veiviser dropped to the ground. "I'm going to die here." He muttered quietly. The Twili boy let out a sob as he curled up into a ball. "Kamy, I'm sorry I failed you. I don't have the strength to find you… I'm just a big loser." More sobs escaped his throat.

"Where are you?!" He shouted at the forest. "Kamy, answer me! Kamaria! Eclipse! Mommy! Daddy! Someone! Please! Please… I don't want to die." He whimpered softly. Vei curled up tighter.

Minutes passed without an answer to his plea before the crashing of undergrowth alerted him to another presence. Veiviser shot up, his eyes red from the tears that had fallen. However, there was a huge smile on his face.

"Kamy, is that you?" He called, a little nervous. Kamaria didn't make sounds like this when she walked. What if it was a beast? His hand fell down to wrap around his club. "Kamy!"

A black creature smashed into Veiviser, sending him to the ground with a scream. This was it. This was the moment when he was to die, pitifully at the mercy of this monster… Veiviser had shut his eyes. When nothing happened except for excited tendrils wrapping around him, Vei opened his eyes.

"Eclipse! I'm so happy to see you!" He hugged the Messenger tightly. "I'm sorry I forgot about you." Tears of joy rolled down his face, wiping away the dirt that had plastered itself to his face. "We can find Kamy now!" All his discomfort was forgotten in that moment. Eclipse was here and everything would go well now!

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Veiviser stopped the story rather abruptly. He was watching the fire with a mixture of amusement on his face. "I was pathetic back then." He muttered finally with a shake of his head.

"You were young. All youth do stupid things out of cluelessness or misplaced grandeur all the time." Midna said with a shake of her head. "What happened next?"

Veiviser grinned slightly. "I'll have to remember to question you about your childhood if that's what you believe." Midna rolled her eyes, prompting the boy to return to his story, "We spent a few more days looking for her. Now that we went faster, we found a village. A couple took us in when they noticed how ragged we looked. When we questioned them about Kamaria, they said they had never seen a girl like that.

"That night we left the village after stocking up on supplies. We tried a few other villages, but it was the same result. Finally, we just gave up." Veiviser shrugged. "I felt like I had deserted my friend, but I couldn't handle it anymore. I missed my parents, my home. I missed my bed and by then, all my hope was gone." His voice was dejected.

"So you went home and everyone was happy to see you?" Midna questioned after Veiviser had paused for a few moments.

"Pretty much. My dad was proud that I had managed to live that long. They thought I had gotten myself killed." At the thought, Veiviser's eyes glistened.

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Veiviser stood in front of his house. "Mommy, Daddy, I'm home!" He called as he pushed the door open.

Both of his parents ran forwards to greet him. His mother grabbed him into a hug and cried wildly,

"Don't you ever leave me like that again!"

Her hair was a rat's nest. Red eyes, puffy from crying, stared at him. Salt trails smeared her face. Veiviser was surprised to see his mother so dirty. She had always been a clean woman, someone who pushed away the thought of having even the slightest messiness in her house.

"I won't."

Her hands clenched his shoulders tightly. "Promise me?" Her voice was steely as she stared intently with her reddened eyes.

"I promise I won't run away again." Veiviser said through the pain. Tears burst from him, halfway because of the pain of her biting fingernails and halfway because of his own joy of being home. "I missed you both."

A small smile appeared on his mother's face. "We missed you too." She pushed the crying face of her son into her shoulder and patted his back. "It's okay. You're back now, and everything will be okay now."

Veiviser nodded before turning his head up to look at his father. The Twili was standing in the background. There was a rare smile on his usually stern face. Unshed tears shined in his eyes. From the look of him, it appeared that he had been attempting to be strong for his wife.

"Daddy!" Veiviser launched himself away from his mother to go over and hug his father. The stoic Twili accepted him, hugging his only son tightly.

"I never want you to do that again." His father whispered into Vei's large ear before adding, "But I'm so proud that you survived out there. You were looking for your friend, the princess?"

Veiviser nodded his head sadly. "I didn't find her." Disappointment dominated his tone.

"It's okay, son." His father patted his shoulder. "She doesn't want to be found." The forwardness of his words startled Veiviser and he looked up at his father's face. "If she did, she would've left behind a note. It's a large world and it's impossible to find someone who doesn't want to be found. It's best that you forget about her."

"But she was my best friend." Veiviser whimpered. He backed away from both his parents. His legs were shaking, ready to buckle. Eclipse, who had followed Vei into the house, pushed the boy towards a stool. He sat down heavily, head falling into his hands.

"I know, but you have to remember that losing a friend is a part of life. You may never see her again, but you'll continue to live regardless of that. The way you live is up to you." Veiviser looked up from his hands.

"What?" He had been expecting his father to say something like this, but the choice his father left was surprising. He had been expecting an order to forget about her, not advice.

"You have two choices. You can dedicate your life in vainly searching for someone who doesn't want to be found, or you can do something with your life. You can find new friends, start training for your future occupation... In other words, live life."

"Can't I do both?" Questioning looks came to both his parents' faces. "I want to keep searching for Kamaria for a while longer, so I don't feel like I deserted her. But then can I go back to regular life?"

"If that's what you want, then of course you can." His mother said soothingly.

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"I never did find her." Veiviser said with a sad shake of his head. "I spent about a year searching various villages, always in the company of my parents. But I never found her… So I cast her from my mind and went back to living, as my father puts it."

"But you never really forgot her, did you?" Veiviser nodded. "Now that Galathron is gone, you're hoping she'll make herself easier to find. From what you said earlier, it sounds as if she does care about her people. You believe she won't leave them leaderless, to fall into warring chaos until one of the generals takes over. That's what you think, isn't it?"

Veiviser nodded his head. "It's a slim chance because she always keeps her word. She hates breaking promises." His eyes grew shiny from withheld tears.

Midna glanced over at Link. "We'll make sure she's found, but I can't make any promises. I'm not only doing it for the sake of Celestria." Because Vei had shared so much with them, Midna couldn't bear keeping it a secret anymore. "I need someone from the Celestrian royal house to help me get Link home. That is, if there's nothing useful in the library."

"If you find what you need, will you leave?" Veiviser's voice trembled. It was clear he hadn't expected a selfish reason for Midna and Link to help him.

To Vei's immense relief, she shook her head. "No. I'll stick around to help. I'll force Link to go back to the Light Realm, but I'll stay around to make sure your princess is crowned."

By now, Veiviser was aware of the deep love between his companions. He felt sadness that the two would have to separate. "Do you think you'll ever see him again if he goes?"

Midna shrugged. She had already prepared herself for that, but she doubted that any amount of preparation would help her get over never seeing the Hylian boy again. "So long as he doesn't die by the Viduata Solis, I will be satisfied." Satisfied, but unhappy that they were in different realms. Oh well, if that was the price to pay for his survival, she would do it.

They sat in silence for a while before Veiviser spoke up, "I guess we'd both better get some rest. Everyone else is." He gestured to Link and then at the slumbering Messengers.

Midna nodded her head in agreement. "Good night, Vei."

The boy lay down on the ground. He wrapped his cloak around himself and grew still. Midna watched him for a few moments before switching her gaze to Link.

"It'll be okay, Link." The useless, but comforting words slid out. She had always despised the saying as there was no reassurance that everything would be fine. It was a useless comfort, used by parents to lie to their kids. However, it made her feel better saying the words. It made the world feel less hopeless.

"Hey Midna?" Midna looked up in surprise. She had thought Veiviser was asleep, but apparently he wasn't. Her cheeks redden as she realized that he had heard her.

"Yes?" She hoped it wasn't going to be a ridiculing comment. If it was, she would blast the little Twili to smithereens.

"Thanks." The simple note of gratitude in his voice surprised Midna more than the fact that he hadn't been asleep. It was the type of genuine honesty that only a kid could conjure up.

"For what?" Was it for agreeing to search for Kamaria even if she managed to get Link to the Light Realm beforehand? He had already thanked her earlier for agreeing to search for the princess.

"For listening to my story." He paused. "And giving me new hope in finding her."

"You're welcome, Vei." Midna said, but the Twili boy was already snoring softly.

Midna rolled her eyes at his antics. He was a strange boy. One minute he would be jumping up and down in joy; the next he would be soberly telling a tale of fear and despair. Then he would turn around and become far more mature than any other kids his age. That would soon be broken by something ridiculous; a bad joke or snoring, in this case. He was odd, but Midna found herself liking the boy's energy and optimism.

She glanced over at Link and placed a hand on his face. Earlier his face had been cold, like the first time he had fallen over. Now it was the regular temperature for a Hylian. It brought a smile to Midna's face.

"Good-night Link." She quietly muttered before falling asleep herself.

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A/N: Another long chapter. It's even longer than the last chapter by a few hundred words. I'm pleased to inform everyone that the next chapter will contain their arrival to Celestria (finally). So far this story has been a pleasure to write and I'm always happy to read your reviews. With that said, until next time (which should be sometime next week unless something happens),

Twilight Phantom Dragon