For the past five years Link had lived in relative peace. Because Link fought monsters and cured the injured for a living it probably wasn't as peaceful as your average families life but it was more peaceful than Link had hoped for, what with the soldiers wanting to kill him and everything.
As Link reached the well and began to draw water he caught a glimpse of a figure wearing a green cloak running up the hill near his house. As the figure came closer he saw that it was a young women and that she was running from a King Bullblin & Lord Bullbo.
Link dropped the water and unsheathed his sword. He charged towards the monster, sword raised and ready to strike. The monster saw him and charged toward him, completely forgetting about the young women.
Link struck down the King Bullblin and killed it. The Lord Bullbo, finally free of his master, ran towards the horizon.
Link then turned and ran towards the fallen women. He knelt down beside her and gently pulled the hood of her cloak down. Her face was beautiful. She had long blond hair, fair skin and bright blue eyes that looked as though they would sparkle beautifully if she smiled, but more importantly than any of that it was the face of Princess Zelda.
"Princess…" he breathed
" Please…help me…" she gasped losing consciousness. It was then that Link noticed her arms were folded tightly over her stomach. Gently, Link pried her arms off noticing that they were overly warm. Then he realised why. He gasped at what he saw.
Stretched across her lower stomach was a large gash that was bleeding heavily. Acting quickly Link tore a strip of fabric off of his tunic and pressed it to the Wound to stop the bleeding.
When the bleeding had slowed slightly, Link picked up the Princess and carried her into the house.
"Okay dad I'll take my- Whoa who's she and what happened to her?!?" Asked Naja upon seeing the Princess
"She's Princess Zelda. Can you get me the bandages?" Link replied. Naja nodded and ran off to fetch the bandages. Link gently laid the Princess on his bed.
Link than rolled up the white blouse she was wearing in order to get a better look at the wound. It was bad, really bad, but she would live.
Naja than came back with the bandages and handed them to Link. " Thank-you Naja," he said. Naja nodded and sat down on the couch.
Momentarily leaving the Princess, Link went out to get water from the well. After he got the water he went back inside and heated the water over the fire. When he decided that the water warm he took the bucket off of the fire, grabbed a cloth and soap, and proceeded to clean the wound.
When he was done with that he carefully bandaged the wound.
Finally through with the process of dressing the Wound, Link tucked in the princess and let her sleep.
"Dad," said Naja as link sat down beside her on the couch " why is the Princess in our house?"
"I don't really know Naja, I'm sure she'll tell us when she wakes up," he replied
"When do you think she'll wake up?"
" Once again, I don't know,"
"Do you think she'll be alright?"
" Yes, I do. Your just full of questions tonight aren't you," Link said, affectionately ruffling Naja's hair.
"Yeah well, the Princess is lying unconscious in your bed what do you expect,"
Link chuckled " Hey… shouldn't you be taking a bath or something,"
"But Daaaaaad…"
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Zelda was drowning in a huge black lake. Slipping farther and farther into darkness. She couldn't see. She couldn't breath! She had to get out she had to get air. But she couldn't, an invisible force was pulling her towards the bottom of the lake. Water filled her lungs. She was going to die…
Zelda gasped, sitting up in bed, and realised that it was not her bed. She looked around; she was in a small, unfamiliar house. It was homey, warm and smelled of burnt sage.
The floor was wooden, as were the walls. On the wall opposite the door there was a stone fireplace; the fire crackled comfortingly casting warmth through the house. In front of the fireplace sat two brown chairs.
To the right of the fireplace was a rickety table surrounded by four chairs. On the table sat what appeared to be the remains of that night's dinner, two wooden bowls, two wooden spoons and two empty bottles.
On the wall to the right of the table was a kitchen-like area with counters and cabinet's and the like.
On the wall opposite the fireplace was the door. On the corner of the wall with the door and the wall to the left of the fireplace was the bed where Zelda sat. Directly behind Zelda was a ladder, which, she assumed, led to a raised platform where, judging from the murmurings of "the bunnies are chasing me!" a child slept.
Zelda than noticed a man sleeping on one of the chairs in front of the fireplace.
"Excuse me sir where am I … Sir… Sir," called Zelda
"I AM AN OMLET… oh you're up," said Link nervously.
"Umm yes… where am I… and should I be afraid?"
"NO, no. Everything's fine. You're in hyrule field, near Kakariko Village. We, that is my daughter and me, found you running from monsters near here… don't you remember?" Link said as he walked to the bed and sat down at the foot of it.
"No not really, I remember running away from the palace, than nothing."
" You probably repressed it, it was traumatic after all, so repressing it's normal."
" Oh,"
" There is a cut on your stomach, so you'll have to stay here for a while, but you can go back as soon as it heals."
" NO, I mean… I don't want to go back to the palace."
" Why not?"
" I have my reasons."
" Oh, sorry. that was rude wasn't it?"
Zelda giggled, " No that's alright. Anyone would have asked."
" You're awfully understanding, for a princess. I'm sorry about this by the way."
" No, no you saved my life, you don't have anything to be sorry for."
" How did you know I saved your life?"
"I didn't, I guessed."
" Oh…you know you'll have to go back once your healed."
" Let's discuss that later."
" Alright,"
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That's the end. Hoped you liked it. I know not the best, but hey at least it's something. Here are some random facts that sort of got cut out of the last chapter. Naja is an Arabic name meaning rescue, escape. I thought it fit. Allegro is a musical term meaning quick or lively. A king Bulblin is a giant Bulblin. A Lord Bullbo is a giant Boar-like thing. Please review and tell me what you think (did I mention please?)