A/N Chapter Two! I feel more confident in this chapter than the first one, and I hope you guys like it too! Thanks for the reviews, they were very helpful. Chapter Three will be on its way tomorrow. Enjoy!
After hours of listening to Twili drone on, one after another, about their petty problems, the bomb of annoyance that had been ticking in Midna's stomach finally reached its limit and exploded. She rose of the throne she was quarantined to, and took one long stride before the alarmed voices rang out.
"Princess! Where are you going?" One soldier questioned.
"Your highness, what about your duties?" A subject asked.
Did these people even have brains? Or any common sense at all?
"We need you, Princess!" A townsfolk exclaimed.
Midna took a deep breath.
"None of you are to disturb me," Midna stared around the room, speaking her words slowly to let her resentment flow through. "This day is adjourned."
A collective gasp rose through the room, causing Midna to roll her eyes.
"But Princess," A flustered guard started.
Midna cut him off. "No more buts! You people can survive without me for one day," she scowled, and with that, hurried out of the room and into the red gleam of twilight before anyone could rush after her.
"Light and shadow are two sides of the same coin. One cannot exist without the other. I know now the reason the goddesses left the Mirror of Twilight in this world. They left it because it was their design we should meet. Yes... That is what I believe." A trilling voice sounded through her head, and Midna recognized it as Zelda's.
She had forgotten those words that Zelda spoke after she had returned to twilight, the image of Link's scorned face was the only thing imprinted in her mind. After that incident, Midna scrambled to gather every memory, and reminisce her time in the light world.
She had recovered each memory, little by little, until a colourful picture of her journey was painted before her eyes. It was like temporary insomnia.
But now, Zelda's words could not be true anymore, considering Midna was the one who changed the entire quote. She was responsible for breaking the passageway from light to twilight. Surely she could be expected to go to hell for contradicting the goddesses' wishes. The two worlds would have been able to exist in harmony if Midna hadn't only been thinking of herself.
"Link, I... See you later," Midna's own voice recited in her head like clockwork.
"Pathetic," she groaned into the twilight air that was never crisp, or stale.
Midna knew exactly where the Mirror of Twilight was, considering it had spit her out in the same location a year earlier. She came to the site multiple times after the incident, or at least tried to, but just the memory of it sent icicles stabbing up from her stomach, straight to her heart, causing Midna to leave just as quickly as she came.
The pain got excessively worse everytime she decided to come, or even just thought about the mirror. Midna was surprised the pain didn't kill her; the mirror, along with Link was on her mind everyday.
Trudging across the grassy field that led to the mirror, the familiar daggers started to jab at her abdomen slowly, as if on a metronome, then started picking up pace with each nearing step towards the circular mirror. The icicles made their way up to her heart, as they had each time before. Midna edged towards the mirror, coming closer than ever before. She was in too deep now to even consider leaving. Taking slow, cautious steps, Midna came within touching distance of it.
What once was the Mirror of Twilight was now a mess. The frame was still shining, only making a semi-circle around the bottom. The weirdest part was that although there wasn't a trace of the mirror left, a swirling grey formed into the same circular shape as the mirror had been before Midna broke it.
She could make out a faint glimmer of blue and white in the center, like it had once been a scene unfolded before her, but was now just a distant memory.
Midna stood there for what seemed like hours, although she knew it couldn't have been more than a few minutes before her eyes sparked tears. It started out with only one single droplet in the corner of her eye spilling over, then a second one following, and soon Midna couldn't control her emotions and let the tears flood over.
She sobbed loudly, letting all of her regret and hatred towards herself shine through. Wiping the river of tears away with her hands, she spoke the words she was too afraid to tell Link.
"I love you," Midna whispered.
Everything was silent. More silent than it already had been. Midna felt a warm tingling sensation in her stomach, one that replaced the icicles. She looked down at her stomach, trying to pinpoint the cause of it, but only saw the rich black fabric of her dress.
The tingling turned into a tugging, not just an emotional one, but a physical tug, like someone had attached a rope to her bellybutton and was pulling on her like a dog on a leash.
She planted her feet firmly on the ground, trying to fight the leash, but found her toes being dragged towards the mirror. The next tug came quickly, and Midna lost her balance, grabbing onto the only stable thing with her tear-soaked hands; the mirror.
She tried to pull her hands off of the circular frame, only to find that her hands were stuck, as if they were glued to the mirror. She whipped her head back and forth, panicking.
"Hello?" Midna called, knowing nobody would answer.
Focusing her eyes back at the mirror, she searched for any sense of life, or the source that was causing the invisible rope, but the only clues she received was a dull grey that resided inside the mirror. A final ripping at Midna's stomach sent her sailing into the Mirror of Twilight, and into the unknown.
Link had arrived at Ordon spring quickly with Epona's trotting help, and he had been watching the sun's position change all morning from his back. He had taken to the soft grass that bordered the crystal clear water.
Link remembered this spring being a warp zone when he and Midna were on their journey together. He sighed, thinking of their quest together, as he had everyday all year.
Link never grieved properly over Midna's loss. He believed that if there was even the faintest possibility they would see each other again one day, he would hold on to that glimmer of hope, and would never have be depressed over her departure. Never would he accept the thought of Midna being gone from his life forever.
The sound of hooves were approaching where Link was sitting, and he figured them to be Epona's, until he saw the size of the shadow that a giant white horse cast over him.
"Hello, Link," he lifted his head to see Princess Zelda as the rider.
"Ah, Zelda," he said easily, "To what do I owe the pleasure?"
Removing the hood of her cloak, she smirked, shaking her head slowly.
"As if you don't know...Wolf Boy," Zelda said, calling him Midna's favourite nickname. Her tone softened. "You, more than anyone, would recall the events that took place a year ago."
Even though her voice was quiet, the words still stung like a million bees.
Link averted her knowing eyes, and stared down at his Triforce symbol, which was glowing faintly on his skin.
"How did you know I would be here?" Link asked.
"I knew you would go to the place closest to home," Zelda answered, "And closest to your heart," she added, voicing Link's earlier thoughts.
"I feel closer to her today than I have any other day," Link admitted, sighing.
"I know you miss her, Link," Zelda smiled softly, "But she will always be in your heart."