Hey! Thanks everyone that reviewed! Seriously means a lot. As you may have noticed, I kind of left the story for a while ( a very long while…seriously so sorry) but I looked back and saw the reviews and decided I needed to write something for you guys. Also I will do my best not to have something posted that is less than 5k, but that's not a promise. So that's it for now, if I think of anything else by the time I'm done with this chapter it will probably go in an author's note at the end. Hope you all like this one!

LINK POV

Impa always kept her word. Just as she had said, three days after our visit with Malon, she started training with Zelda. She pushed back my training time a little bit and had Zelda start early in the morning so that she would still be able to go about and take care of whatever chores were assigned to her. If it were up to me, Zelda wouldn't be working about the castle anymore; unfortunately even being the prince, and her my friend, I couldn't make everything happen. Besides, if she did stop working she wouldn't get paid anymore and she would have nowhere to go. Malon probably would be able to convince her father to let them take in Zelda, but I'm sure she would have to work there as well. The tailors might have offered to take her in, and she might not have to work there, but she might still have had to. I thought about it, I didn't want her to stop working in the castle. I liked having her around.

Impa never let up. Even though Zelda was a total novice with training of any sort, Impa never went easy on her. It wasn't that I expected my guardian to, she was Impa after all, but it didn't hurt to hope she would give the girl a break.

For the last four days Zelda has been training. On her first day, Impa started Zelda off with some basic things of hand to hand combat: how to hold a proper, sturdy stance, how to block, what to look for to dodge, how to dodge without hurting yourself, how to pick out an opponent's weak points, how to defend against a larger opponent, staying light on your feet, how to be aware of the surroundings; things like that. Yes, all that, plus a little more, was the basics, Impa was in charge of the training after all.

I had decided to get to the training arena early that day so I could see how things were going. I got there and saw Impa sparing with her. Sparring! It was her first day and Impa sparred with her, granted I could tell she was going a little bit easy on her. I could barely go head to head against Impa, and she wanted to spar with Zelda on her first day. I wasn't sure what was going through her head, or Zelda's for that matter, I thought the poor girl might have tried to murder me by now for getting her roped into the whole training thing, but she hadn't.

She took me by complete surprise actually. The past four days I'm sure have been hard for her, she's been walking around looking like an undead, but never once has she complained about or gotten mad at me for the suggestion to Impa in the first place. When I saw her working about the castle, I noticed how stiff her movements were, there was no doubt she was sore from the last few days. Her eyes were a drooping a bit and she had a few new bruises, they weren't nearly as bad as her old ones though.

Even with how tired she was, we still found time to spend together. We didn't go out places though, just stayed around the castle and talked mostly, or ate. Zelda had a much bigger appetite these last few days; I was also given specific instructions from Impa about what she should eat. When we would meet, she would perk up.

Today was Zelda's fourth day of her training and I was sitting up on the fence watching. Impa was showing her a few things about daggers; different ways to hold it, the places to strike to kill, places to strike to incapacitate. I liked watching them, Impa was patient and firm and Zelda had the fiercest face of determination. It wasn't even something I had seen in any of the guards and soldiers. It was a kind of determination that I admired and wondered from where she drew that spirit.

They didn't spar today, which had me a bit confused, but after watching them for about twenty minutes I was ready to get started. Impa said something to Zelda before dismissing her and the blonde girl nodded.

Impa called me over and I made my way to her. Zelda headed my way. She was completely drenched in sweat even though the morning chill had just barely broken, her hair a shade darker and clinging to her face and neck, chest heaving heavily, smudges of dirt everywhere. When she looked at me her face broke into a wide smile and she waved, I really did like that smile.

"Bye, Link. Have fun." She said teasingly and a bit out of breath. "I'll see you later."

"I look forward to it." I said with a smile of my own. I noticed her smile fell slightly, eyes going wide for just a moment before being replaced with something that I couldn't quite read. We passed by each other, I wasn't able to see her face properly anymore, but from what I saw for the brief moment before we passed was confusion. She shook her head and continued to make her way back to the castle.

We went through our normal routine and ended with a spar.

"Hey, Impa." I said between breathes and blows. "How is Zelda doing with you?"

"Very well, actually." I had no idea how she could speak as if we weren't currently fighting with each other, her voice completely even, just a hint of fluctuation from her slightly faster than normal breathing. "I'm thinking I might end up training her in the ways of the Sheikah."

"What?" I yelled out. That certainly surprised me.

My guardian made a swift move, landing a solid kick to my side and sending me right to the ground. That surprised me as well. I rolled and got back on my feet.

"Why?" I breathed out

I was ready when she came back at me, "She's a great learner, probably faster than you."

That stung and she knew it, I saw the tiny twitch of her lips. I had prided myself with being the best and brightest of Impa's trainees.

"She'd be a wonderful Sheikah pupil. Possibly even better than you, given a bit of time."

"What!" I boiled over. I was usually a calm person, Impa had ingrained that in me, not to be goaded, but for some reason it seemed I had other plans.

I'm not entirely sure why hearing Impa say that got me so riled up. I should be happy for Zelda, proud of her. I'm the one that suggested this in the first place. But I wasn't, I had never before felt this jealous. It was unfamiliar and I didn't know how I felt about it.

I was angry. I flew at Impa, midway through my first offensive I changed the attack, throwing in a bit of my own flare with some of the Sheikah moves she taught me, catching her a bit off guard – which I will say is extremely difficult to do – and I landed a hard hit to her stomach.

I heard her breath hitch and she stumbled back. I didn't give her a chance to recovery, and I was continuing on the offensive. She blocked most of my hits, but I was moving at an unforgiving speed and she couldn't defend against all of them.

Her expression hard, thoughtful and…worried? The only one of those three I was used to seeing with Impa was thoughtful, and it had always been a reserved thoughtfulness.

She didn't say a word, just did her best to defend against me.

I didn't know where all this was coming from. I didn't want to hurt Impa. I didn't like the rush that I was getting.

Right?

Impa ducked under my arm and gave me a small shove forward to throw me off balance as she got behind me. I wasn't fast enough. I tried to turn but only got far enough so I could see her arm coming down on me.

Black.

Zelda POV

I had showered and cleaned up from this morning's practice with Impa. I had only just started, but I made a silent promise to the goddesses that I would get Link back for this someday. There were muscles in my body that I didn't know could be sore, but I was definitely feeling it. Nora gave me a few things to do and I started with bringing fresh towels around to the rooms. I had just finished dropping off the towels and was heading towards the kitchens when Impa rounded a corner, a stern expression on her face that almost made me want to turn around and go back to the rooms. I didn't of course, I was no coward. Then I realized she kept looking at me, and was headed directly towards me.

"Zelda." Impa said stiffly.

I would be lying if I said I wasn't worried. Impa hadn't confronted me like this before. We had talked alone before, but it seemed like she had something other than idle chatter on her mind. I thought back on all the things I had done recently, trying to find something that I might be in trouble for. Since I got to the castle I hadn't gotten in trouble. I wasn't sure what the king and queen did to their workers if they were to get in trouble, and that unknown scared me. I didn't like not knowing things, and with many previous bad experiences with monarchs it left me a bit anxious. I like the queen, she was a wonderful woman. I would almost say I trusted her, which wasn't an easy thing for me. I had only met the king a hand full of times and I never talked to him personally. While the queen seemed nice enough there was still the unknown, and I didn't like it.

"Come with me." She said before I even had a chance to reply to her.

I didn't say a word, I just followed her. I hadn't finished all of my chores for the day, but I figured I wouldn't get in trouble if Impa had taken me away from them for a little while. I didn't question where we were going either, I knew that if she wanted to tell me she would, and if not then she wouldn't tell me even if I asked.

She took me through a few halls and they were familiar. I knew why I recognized them; they were the first halls I went through when I was brought to the castle. We were headed to the infirmary; it took a lot of effort to keep quiet. When we walked in there was no one there, there were so many questions flying around in my head. Impa led me over to a bed in the corner and pulled the curtain back and I immediately recognized the blond laying there.

The questions.

I wasn't sure why, but seeing Link lying there got my blood pumping. I didn't like seeing him in the infirmary, and I certainly didn't like not knowing if he was okay.

I looked up at Impa, slightly wide eyed.

"Sit down." Her voice a bit more gentle than earlier.

I sat beside Link's bed, and looked over at him. Then I started thinking.

Their training session shouldn't have been over when Impa first came to me, which made me think there was an accident. I didn't see any bandages or excessive amounts of blood on his body, I relaxed slightly at that, but then why was he here?

Impa stood leaning against the end of the bed on the same side I sat, her arms crossed over her chest.

"He's fine." She said, "I knocked him out. Should be waking up soon."

I opened my mouth to ask her why, but she continued talking.

"Link had a…well I'm not entirely sure what to call it, but he wasn't himself, so I knocked him out."

"Was that really necessary?" I said a bit harshly, surprising myself.

"At the time, I found it to be." She replied calmly.

"Why did you bring me here?"

"Well, while you were the reason he got so angry, I believe you can also calm him down."

Link POV

I wasn't on my feet anymore. I was laying down somewhere

"What in Din's name was that, Link?" Impa's voice was firm and angry – very angry.

"I—" I stopped, what was I supposed to say? I didn't really know myself, so what was I going to tell her? What was I supposed to tell her? I didn't want to look at Impa.

"Link." She said a bit too softly, for being Impa. "I don't want you to fight like that again. Using rage like that isn't good, it's not reliable and it doesn't suit you." She said sternly. "Focus. Believe in yourself. You will find a strength in yourself that you didn't know was there if you can do that." Even after my little episode with the likelihood that she was mad at me, Impa was still giving me advice.

There was something cold and heavy in the pit of my stomach when I thought about facing her. I had let her down. It was not a feeling that I liked. I was ashamed of myself.

I was…jealous.

It was something new to me. There were times throughout my life where I had longed for something I saw. Kids running through the streets playing around with one another, chasing each other past shop fronts; their friends running after the dogs or cuccos. I never had many true friends that were my age, mainly Malon and a handful of the guards and a few of the workers in the castle. I was lacking in the friend department; the ones I did have, though, tended to be a bit older than me. I did what I could to interact with my people: going into town, helping out with chores when I had the time, working out with the soldiers in the regular training regimen from time to time, but I only really connected with a few people. Sure, most knew who I was, they would recognize me, but friends? Yeah, I didn't have many. Even as I would look at the kids playing together, the men and women chatting and dancing together at festivals was something I yearned for but I had never been truly jealous.

I had never felt that kind of envy, before. Even more pressing, I never felt something of that nature directed toward someone I cared about. I had been completely blinded by Impa's praise toward Zelda, I had wanted that praise to myself. It was something I didn't know how to process well. I didn't like the way I acted. I was angry at myself for it and horribly guilty. Zelda didn't do anything but excel at something, I should have been there cheering her on and helping her but instead I was on the side just building up anger and that was something I was very ashamed of. My friend, my close friend, did something exceptionally well and I wasn't there to congratulate her, I wasn't there to give her tips or a smile or a thumbs-up. How was I supposed to look at Impa or Zelda, either one of them? I had wronged them.

"Link…?" The soft voice broke me out of my thoughts and made me look up.

I hadn't noticed when Impa left, but standing at the foot of my bed was a tired looking Zelda. The girl looked like she could fall asleep standing where she was, there were circles under her eyes, but there was still that defiant spark in those bright eyes and I knew she'd be fine. It had only been a few days since she started training, so I assumed she still hadn't gotten used to this new routine. She had her sleeves rolled up, showing a few light scrapes and bruises. I didn't know how I felt about those, considering what she's been through, which I didn't really know any details, but they weren't large and old and built up so I looked passed them. She was playing with the hem of her shirt between her fingers and watching me nervously.

Words seemed to have failed me, just as they did with Impa. I didn't know what I was going to say to her. I'm sorry for being a lousy friend? That wouldn't do. So instead I went for a totally different route.

"…hi." I said quietly, looking back down at my hands in my lap.

I heard a soft sigh and looked back up. There was a small smile playing at her lips, her eyes crinkling just slightly. It wasn't a big smile, by any means, but when I saw it I couldn't help the grin that was forming by my own lips.

I wasn't entirely sure how much she knew, or if she knew the reason for what happened, but what I did know, from that little smile, was that it would be alright.

Zelda POV

I stood there for a few moments before I said anything. The poor boy looked like he was going to pull his hair out. His face scrunched up in distress. Just watching him sitting there so distraught made my chest tighten. I wasn't sure I was going to be able to speak, but I managed to call out his name weakly.

Link looked up and the knot in my chest moved up to my throat. His eyes were dulled. Everything about him right now was such a change from his usual brightness. I had to look away. I distracted myself with the edge of my shirt.

After what felt like an eternity, he finally squeaked out a quiet "Hi."

Hearing his voice, though it was a bit strangled, I couldn't help the smile that spread as the knot in my throat loosened considerably and I let out a sigh. I looked back to him, and saw a ghost of a smile on his face.

"So…" I started, not entirely sure what to say, "You'll be alright, right?"

He looked away and I got a really good look at the side of his face. There was a small cut, surrounded by a large, angry purple and blue bruise at the corner of his head just below his hair line. I didn't realize I had reached out to brush some of his hair away until I saw his left eye squint. He didn't pull away, but I knew that even though it was just a light brush of my fingers it was still tender and probably hurt him.

I pulled my hand back and he grabbed at it before it got too far. His eyes were swirling with different emotions. Still holding my hand, he pulled the blankets on his lap back and swung his legs over the side. Completely ignoring my protests he stood up. Stubborn man. He stood still for a moment, his eyes closed and his hand tightened on mine.

"Are you sure you're well enough? You probably shouldn't—"

His eyes opened slowly, easing up on my hand, and gave me a small smile, "Just a bit dizzy as I stood, I'm fine now, thank you."

I gave him a nod and then felt a tug on my hand, "I want to talk to you." He said, "But not in here. Not my favorite place in the castle." With a shrug he continued, "I would suggest the kitchens, but I would like to talk with a bit of privacy." There he goes with that lopsided, goofy smile.

Link pulled on my hand again and then we were off to some place in or around the castle.

We ended up in a hallway on the top floor. There was a tall glass window with a windowsill that had enough space to comfortably sit on. From here we could see past the field and the tops of the building in town. While we made our way up here, Link kept my hand in his. I liked the warmth it held, and I let a small smile pass over my lips at the thought of it.

The halls were silent and empty of people. If he wanted to talk in private, up here would definitely work.

We sat on opposite ends of the ledge facing each other. The midday's sunlight streamed in passed the window warming me as I sat with my back pressed against the wall, my left leg tucked under me, right hanging over the side of the windowsill with my foot planted on the marble floor.

Link had his arms wrapped loosely around his right leg, his chin resting on his knee as he looked out the window.

He looked a lot younger right then; his face was troubled and the light passing over him caught his hair making his slightly shaggy locks look brighter, while it also lit his face softly. It was almost a contradiction. The way the sun seemed to lighten his face, making him look more like a boy than the seventeen year old prince that he was, while the light also cast soft shadows that made him look even more tired and ragged.

As curious as I was about the whole situation of today (and how I felt like I might explode if I didn't get some answers soon), I pushed back ever impulse to start asking questions and stayed quiet, waiting for him to explain. Everything about him at the moment seemed so…off, and I figured he would tell me what he needed to once he got his thoughts together.

Still looking out the window he spoke softly, "I wanted to tell you that I'm sorry."

I watched him closely

He brought me all the way up here to apologize for something? He hasn't done anything wrong. I haven't even really seen him today...

He sat up straighter, though his arms were still around his leg, and looked at me. His gaze was steady, but his eyes shown with something I couldn't quite distinguish; all I knew was that it didn't suite him well.

"This is uh…a bit difficult for me." Link trailed off.

He must have noticed that I rose a brow expecting him to elaborate a bit because he continued.

"It's not something I—" He sighed as he cut himself off, "I'm not very familiar with this, with what happened."

That was it. I couldn't do it anymore.

"What happened, Link? Because I have no idea. I don't know why you are sorry. I don't know why you were in the infirmary - well Impa knocked you out," I added under my breath, "I don't know why she did that. She mentioned something earlier, but honestly it's been a bit of a whirlwind and I don't remember what she said, I wasn't really paying that much attention because all I could think about was you." I took in a deep breath after having said that with mostly in one big rush, and my eyes widened.

Wait, what? My cheeks flushed as I thought about how he could potentially interpret that. Oh Nayru…please don't let him take what I just said in some sort of creepy romantic way…

But even if he did pay attention to what I just said and took the words seriously (as embarrassing as that would be), I meant what I said.

I rambled.

Which in turn, shut off my filter and I spoke what was on my mind, and he really had been on my mind. When I saw him in that bed, something cold crept through my veins. I hated seeing him there, and I just so happened to blurt that out to his face… Smooth Zelda…

He bypassed my 'all I could think about was you' and began to explain. His eyes shifted from the marble floor to the frayed edges of his training pants to the fields out the window and courtyard below us to…well anywhere or anything but me. After a bit of hesitation, Link took a breath and told me about Impa's antagonizing words.

I was glad he wouldn't meet my eyes for a moment because my cheeks flushed. I wasn't sure of the Sheikah's words were meant to get some kind of reaction from Link, or if they were just her stating what she was thinking, but that kind of praise coming from Impa was very flattering.

Whenever his voice wavered, my chest tightened. He kept talking and I could hear the remorse in each word.

Link kept on apologizing, saying he was a bad friend for having that jealousy directed at me – always emphasizing me.

That was why he had been so out of it…?

I almost wanted to laugh at him. Not to be cruel, but more of a laugh of relief that was directed at him. His behavior had been worrying me, and to think a few negative thoughts and emotions were the cause. He was beating himself up because of his lapse in character.

The poor boy. He has a moral compass of…well I didn't really know what. Link was the exemplification of having a near perfect moral compass.

"It's okay, Link." I didn't know what he needed right now, if it would be better to grab his hand or touch his arm or if it would be best to just let him sit there across from me, "We are free to feel emotions, even if sometimes they aren't always welcome."

He looked up at me, and the defeat and regret in his eyes twisted something in my gut. I was still having trouble wrapping my head around how upset he had gotten from – what seemed to me – something minor such as this.

"I just feel…" He started.

Terrible

"I know, and it's okay, Link." I said softly, "I forgive you, if that's what you are looking for. I really, honestly do." I leaned forward a little, trying to get him to look back up at me. "I don't think it is something that needs to be forgiven."

He raised a brow, "But I was angry at you. I had no reason—"

I shot my hand out and clamped it over his mouth

"I need you to take a breather. Stop thinking so much into it. Don't feel guilty, just…don't." His eyes were wide, and if his breath wasn't warming my hand I probably would have let out a laugh, "Can you do that for me?"

After a moment he nodded his head.

"Good." I smiled.

He still looked a bit down, so with one last look out of the window I stood up and held my hand out to him

"Come on, let's go."

I told Link to meet me at the stables. He went off and I made my way to the kitchens, praying that they had some sugar coated honey buns.

"Miss Zelda, hello." A familiar rich, baritone voice greeted as I pushed open the doors.

I looked past the counters topped with baskets of all kinds of foods. "Hi, Augis."

The large man was one of two of the head bakers in the castle.

I made my way over to him, waving and saying hello to the people I knew that were bustling around in the kitchen.

Augis was kneading some kind of dough when I got over to him, "How did you know it was me?" I asked and grabbed a spoon. He just shrugged. I went to get some of whatever was in one of the bowls beside Augis and he slapped my hand away. I looked up at him, he was still kneading the dough and didn't even glance my way.

"They'll be out in a minute."

"What?" And just as I said that two workers walked by, both holding a tray of Link's favorite treat in each hand.

They placed the four trays on the racks on the wall and I couldn't help but look at Augis with wide eyes.

"How did you…"

He shrugged, "Looked like you were on a mission. I guessed it was for those."

I nodded at him, still a bit dumfounded "Yes, actually."

"Well, go on. You know where all the wrappings are."

I grabbed a bag and a few honey buns and swept extra powdered sugar from the tray into the bag.

These would be perfect.

"Thank you, Augis." I called out to the large man who was now rolling out dough.

"Enjoy those while they're warm."

I found Link sitting on the fence of the horse's pen watching the horses run about. I plopped the bag of – still warm – sugar coated honey buns into Link's lap. He turned to me and lifted a brow

I gestured to the bag, "Open it up. You'll like it." I pulled myself up on the fence to sit beside him and moved the second pack into my lap. I had grabbed a few other things on my way out of the kitchens.

When I looked back at Link he was already stuffing his face with the sweet bun. I couldn't help but laugh at him. His chin, left cheek, lips and the tip of his nose were dusted with powdered sugar and it seemed as if he couldn't care less because he just kept happily eating the treat. He turned to me – face still powdered – and smiled with his cheeks full and chewing.

The prince mumbled something that vaguely sounded like "Thanks", and with a smile I nodded to him.

I took out one of the sandwiches that I had grabbed from the kitchens and started eating that. We sat there quietly for a while as we ate – well I ate, Link devoured the sweets.

We ate and talked for quite a while and we were easing back into our usual banter, but I could tell that Link was still a little bit uneasy. He wasn't moping, and he wasn't being shy, he was just being careful with his words.

We ended up staying out there the whole day. Topics ranging from the florist's crazy daughter in Castle Town, to horses, to Link's duties as Prince.

The sun was low in the sky when Link suggested we go back up to the top level of the tower to watch the sun set beyond the horizon.

It was beautiful. Truly stunning.

The orange and pink hues came through the large window and lit up the halls with a warm beauty.

"It's lovely up here, Link."

He turned from the window to look at me with a gentle smile and nodded, "My parents used to bring me up here as the sun was setting when I was younger." He looked back out the window and his eyes moved over the landscape, "They used to point out places and tell me stories of the two of them relating to those locations. Sometimes they would tell me how one day it would be my responsibility – this kingdom. At the time I was just more awed by the beauty of the land. But more recently, when I come here by myself it just kind of dawned on me, this would be my responsibility." He took a deep breath, "I know I won't be taking the throne any time soon, but even then I still feel as though I won't be ready."

"You care about all the people in your kingdom, even the ones you don't personally know. I think that's why you doubt yourself. You wouldn't be hesitant if you didn't feel accountable for them. You want them to thrive, but I think that's what's going to make you ready. Your personal drive to see that these people are cared for – that, among many other things, is what is going to make you an incredible king someday." I looked out the window just as the sun was dipping passed the edge of the land, "I have faith in you, L-." Something caught my eye, "Link?" I pointed to the cloud of dust a little to the east, "What is that?"

"Din's fire, I hope that's not what I think it is." The prince groaned.

"What?"

He looked at me with a strange expression. A mix of anger, sadness and annoyance.

"I think it might be the Gerudo caravan." He cursed under his breath, "They were already supposed to have arrived and when they didn't show I had hoped they just wouldn't come."

I stilled, "Do you know w-who is coming?"

The anger flared in his eyes, "The king and his eldest daughter along with whoever they choose to bring."

They were coming back.

I shut my eyes and tried to even out my breathing.

I had hoped I would never have to see them again. I had hoped I would never be in their presence again.

It would seem that it was a bit too much to ask for.

"Let's go." Link's voice was soft and I opened my eyes to look at him.

He was watching me, his eyes sad and worried

The sun was gone now, the lingering light soon to fade away to the night.

"I need to inform my parents of our possible guests."

I nodded and followed him back down to the lower levels, everything about me still a bit numb.

I had been trailing a little behind Link and I hadn't realized that we were in front of my room until I bumped into the prince.

"Sorry." It came out as barely a whisper.

"It's alright. I'll have someone bring some food to your room. Rest up, you have training in the morning."

Oh Nayru, I forgot.

"If you need me I'll be back in my room in a short while after I talk to my parents."

I nodded.

"If not, then I'll see you tomorrow." He was trying to sound a little upbeat, but it wasn't working.

He hesitated in my doorway. I didn't remember walking into my room.

"I-…Good night, Zelda."

I hope I responded with a "Good night", but I wasn't sure. My door closed with a soft click and my room was horribly quiet.

Food was brought to me, just as Link had said, but I wasn't very hungry.

I wasn't sure how long I lay in bed for, time felt irrelevant, but my heart didn't stop pounding. I had thought I was done with them. I had thought I was free of them. It wasn't really that outrageous of a thought, at least I didn't think so.

I curled up on my bed and tried to will myself to sleep, holding on to the hope that maybe Link was wrong.

I cannot stress how sorry I am. Thank you for not losing faith! I honestly had the majority of this written almost immediately after last chapter was posted and then I just drifted away from it. It is summer now and I promise you all I will write more for you.

If there are grammar mistakes, let me know and that can be fixed up. I do reread each chapter once or twice but I'm only human and I can miss things too. I was looking back at the chapters that were posted and noticed that there were some words missing in some places and I don't know why they were missing because they are totally in my word document :/ hopefully you guys were able to figure out the blanks, but I'm really sorry about that. So the whole thing with Link going a bit crazy in the beginning – hope that went by alright with you guys (sorry if it didn't)[its ok if you feel that way, I kinda even think it's a little over dramatic and I feel like I basically just kept repeating…sorry for that :/ ). As fantastic and awesome as Link is, he isn't perfect (at least I figure he wouldn't be). I know it's a fictional story and since I'm writing it, I could make him be wonderfully perfect, but even though it's fictional I would like to have a realistic hint to it (even if the whole situation was probably a bit over the top), plus where's the fun if everything is perfect? We need some drama don't we? What's a story without some drama?

Something else, when I'm reading stories, I don't like them rushed (anyone agree?) but I also don't want you guys to get bored and im having some issues with finding that balance. But! I will do my best. I'm also a total romantic and its killing me that nothing has happened with them yet, but seriously they've only known each other for like a month, no romance will happen in that short of a time. They hit it off really well (as friends) so keep that in mind, they are really good friends even though they haven't known each other for too long. Both of them never really had that kind of connection/bond before and when they met they had something special. Another thing, (really I am sorry about how long this AN is…) You may (or may not) have noticed that Zelda is different than she was in the beginning. She's supposed to be. Sure, every now and then that shy, fearful, reserved girl will pop up, but for the most part she's changed to the more confident and free young woman that we are starting to see. Honestly idk why I felt the need to explain all this…

Alright alright, so I feel like that's an annoyingly long AN, I'll wrap it up…

As always, I ask for reviews! They are greatly appreciated. Things you like, stuff you don't, something you want to see, or even something you really don't want to see or think I should avoid; this story is for you guys, the goal is to write something you'll like (and I can only hope that im doing something right in that sense). If you guys have questions or whatever drop a review off, a PM wouldn't be ideal since the story is coauthored. Plus a major thank you to everyone that has reviewed, would you appreciate it if I replied to your reviews before each chapter?