A/N: Well took a couple months but here ya go. Thanks for all the reviews as usual.
The castle rose above the hills in the distance. The sun began to set behind the stone white towers giving off a majestic feeling. From far away the sun was causing the castle to be outlined in a golden shimmer. It gave the castle a halo and made it feel like a safe, warm place, with the towers' height impressively cutting through the sky as they rose above the limits of what man should be able to do, reassuring anyone and everyone that could set their eyes on it.
"I hate that place," Link grumbled.
Epona shook her head and grunted in response.
"Yeah no grass is a killer."
Link slowly lead Epona to the white city and he could make out lines of people at the front gate. Some on foot, others on horse, but many with carts. The tournament had people coming from all over Hyrule so the streets would be filled with traders. The bazaar and the forum would undoubtedly be packed beyond reason.
Link grew ever closer to the city and eventually found himself merging into a line. He was still some ways from the castle gates but the line was moving swiftly. The guards weren't exactly checking people. They were simply trying to maintain order and if anyone too suspicious enters they might notify someone.
Link grimaced. "I know they are gonna find me suspicious."
As Link slowly moved up in the line he thought back to his departure.
"You got everything?" Rusl asked.
"Yes," Link sighed, "We have gone through it all many times now."
"Hey, I'm doing my job," Rusl argued.
Link laughed in response. Rusl was looking out for him, so he shouldn't complain too much. Link looked around and could see the entire village standing there seeing him off.
"Link," Bo put a hand on Epona as he spoke. "Remember, do not underestimate anyone. Try not to be to cocky, and for all the goddesses…don't hurt anyone too important."
Link nodded, "Can do."
"Sorry we couldn't go Link," Ilia spoke up.
"Yeah mate," Blaine spoke next to her. "Just can't get away."
"Don't worry about it," Link answered with a smile.
On the inside he did wish someone would at least go. But out of the whole village not one was going. It saddened him but he could understand. No one wanted to go to Castle Town if they didn't have to. And everyone still had their own work to do. But they were all with him in spirit and that did mean something to Link.
"Link you have progressed far," Rusl told him. "Your training this week has heightened your skills even more. You are used to your weapons, and have thought some strategies for opponents. I wish you had some more time to train for this."
"Rusl you would wish I could train for years more."
Rusl laughed and nodded. "You're right Link. That's because you will probably be the youngest there."
"But the strongest too!" Troy yelled and the village erupted in an encouraging cheer.
Link couldn't help but smile with pride hearing them. He was representing their village. All the time he wished he could show the true strength of Ordon. Now he had the chance and he was going to take full of the opportunity.
"Good luck Link," Malon told him quietly at his side.
He nodded in her direction before turning back to the village.
He smiled brightly. "Today I leave you as a warrior. When I return…I shall be a champion!" The village burst into another loud cheer. "Sleep easy Ordon, you have no worries with me there. I shall defeat everyone I encounter and spread our good name!"
The village shouted Link's name as he slowly turned Epona and began leaving the village.
Rusl leaned close to Bo, "He's a little too good at that."
Bo nodded solemnly. "He knows exactly what to say, just like his father. It could prove useful someday."
"Let's pray it doesn't," Rusl responded, watching the blonde teen disappear down the path.
"Move along, move along!"
Link stepped up to the guards.
"Ah, the Ordonian has arrived," the guard sneered.
"Fine horse you have there," the other guard's eyes were glued to Epona.
"Yes it is," Link's voice was light. "I feed it man flesh everyday to keep it tough. It's the best thing for them."
Link smiled with all his teeth at the horrified guards. They couldn't tell if he was joking or not. It was indeed a crazy and ridiculous thought, but they heard stranger about Ordon. They both backed away slightly and Link nodded his head as he lead Epona past them.
Link found himself riding Epona surrounded on all sides by people. Epona stepped slowly and carefully through the crowd. Many didn't move until they felt Epona touch them. Then they would look at Link and realize who he was. Already a celebrity but not in any way he wished. He wanted people to know his name not just The Ordonian.
Eventually people began to realize who he was just by the crowd pushing away from him. Slowly a direct path opened up for him almost like he was a parade in the city. Although there was no joy in the air. He heard whispers about him but he ignored them. He just kept looking forward, making his way through.
"Ordonian!"
Link chewed his cheek at the name but turned to see who spoke it.
He saw a man standing on a barrel dressed in royal attire. He was small and pudgy. No doubt the man was simply a messenger. Not even a running one, simply someone who just relays the King's will to those in the city.
"You must register in the training fields!" The man spoke loudly and surprisingly had a deep voice for his tiny pudgy look.
"Where might those be?" Link asked.
The man turned and pointed to his right. "Go straight that way and you will see them."
"My thanks." Link figured he would be polite to some if they didn't seem against him.
The man nodded before scanning the crowd once again. He was undoubtedly looking for any person that seemed like a warrior. It wasn't hard to spot one out. Link had enough weapons equipped that he might be mistaken for going into war.
Link continued down the path the pudgy man pointed out to him. He continued to walk down the gap the people made for him. He didn't look at anyone and simply focused his destination. He sat upright on Epona giving off a proud look, because he was proud. He didn't want to seem like a scared boy waddling into the city. He was going to look like he could take on anything, because that is exactly how he felt.
He found the training fields eventually. It was surrounded by stone arches and tunnels giving it a closed in feel yet still open to the sky. It was impressive to say the least. It extended on for a while, being able to handle many soldiers at once. Yet with simply registration only the first section was open and in use.
He saw people fighting with wooden swords. Each in their own circled off section. With one man watching the other two fight. He would then yell the determination of the match. Link figured they were doing evaluation tests. He wasn't sure if it was to determine who their opponent would be, or if it was simply to get into the tournament. If this was for the princess and all of Hyrule, they couldn't simply let anyone in. They had to at least have some knowledge of combat.
Link rode Epona into the training field and had to duck under the gateway. He gazed around the training fields at all the fighters and couldn't help but smirk to himself. Judging from the lot he was witnessing, he would take the tournament easy.
A Zora standing to the side, underneath an arch, watched Link enter.
"The Ordonian has arrived." He announced to the teen next to him.
"How do you know?" The teen Zora asked.
"Look at him," he nodded his head at Link. "The way he carries himself is evidence enough. But his skin gives him away. Dark and tan from being under the hot Ordon sun for so long." The Zora chuckled a little. "That and only an Ordonian would stay on his horse as long as he is."
"I see," the boy agreed. "How skilled do you think he is?"
"Not very skilled," a booming voice interrupted.
"Dangoro," The Zora greeted, turning to the Goron that towered over him, "How nice of you to come to the training grounds."
"And why are you here Piscis?" Dangoro was keeping his voice quiet but it was still a roar to those near him.
Piscis put his arm around the teen, "Dangoro, this is Ralis. I'm watching out for him on his trip here."
"Ralis?" Dangoro thought for a moment. "Ah, the prince."
Ralis bowed gracefully. "Yes I have decided to enter the tournament and Piscis has been kind enough to accompany me."
"This is dangerous for a prince," Dangoro speculated.
"I assure you I can handle myself," Ralis replied before turning back to Link. "Why do you think he has no skill?"
Dangoro laughed with his head back. "Look at him, he is merely a boy."
"I am also young," Ralis commented.
"Dangoro judges quickly," Piscis explained to the prince. "I can tell you without worry that the boy over there is extremely skilled."
Dangoro roared in laughter again. "Piscis, I think your old age is getting to you. How could a boy be as skilled as you say?"
"Piscis is right." Another voice echoed from behind them.
Ralis and Dangoro turned around but Piscis didn't need to, he already knew who it was. Being old and traveling all over Piscis has met many people. Some he befriended while others he become enemies. This one happened to be a friend.
"Ah Lex," Piscis greeted. "The Captain of the Guard. How have you been?"
"Old age is reaching me my friend," Lex stepped up and stood next to Piscis.
"Lex," The Captain turned to the prince. "I am Ralis, it is nice to make your acquaintance. I have heard many good things about you."
"The pleasure is all mine prince." Lex then turned to Dangoro. "Nice to see you again."
Dangoro nodded. "Yes this tournament seems to reunite many people again."
"Strange to think that last time we all were together we were fighting Ordon." Lex said.
"That is a strange thought indeed." Piscis agreed. "Makes it interesting to think what this Ordonian in this tournament will do."
"You really think he will effect it much?" Ralis asked his older mentor.
"Yes," Lex answered. "Whether good or bad, this tournament will be heavily affected by this…Link."
"That's the punk's name?" Dangoro asked.
Lex nodded. "He had a audience with the royal family just a week ago."
"Interesting." Piscis mumbled. "Could the kingdom be trying to reconnect with Ordon?"
Lex shrugged. "Not sure, the King has always been drawn to the place for some reason."
"You guys worry to much," Dangoro told them. "I think he will win a couple of rounds and then lose when he gets to the real skill."
"That arrogance will cost your victory." Piscis advised.
Dangoro threw his head back roaring in laughter almost shaking the surrounding buildings.
He even caused Link to look over at the group. Link eyed each one individually sizing them against himself. His smirk returned once again. This time not for feeling the tournament was going to be a breeze. The opposite in fact. He knew that group over there would be skilled. Very skilled. He couldn't wait to fight them.
Link turned his attention away from the group and saw the table where a man was writing down names. He dismounted from Epona and told her to stay. She wouldn't move no matter what would happen. She never disobeyed Link.
He walked up to the table. The man eyed him suspiciously. "Name?"
"Link."
"Where do you hail from?"
"Ordon."
The man stopped writing and looked back up at Link. "So you're the one."
"Just write the name so I can be on my way," Link didn't need another person judging him.
"Not so fast," The man took hold of a wooden sword and gave it to Link. "For those that we don't know if skilled, we must test."
"You think I'm not skilled?" Link was actually shocked by it. Almost everyone who saw an Ordonian thought they were instantly masterful in almost every combat art.
"You think you are better than this," the man challenged. "You aren't in the tournament yet, and I hold the power right now."
Link growled and grabbed the sword from him. It was so light. Link tossed it in his hand. "This is gonna break."
"Just go to your opponent already," the man ordered obviously annoyed.
Link sighed and walked to the center ring. The ground was dirt with some small patches of grass with tiny pebbles scattered about. He saw that his opponent was a man in his twenties. He continued to fix his grip on his sword and looked nervous. Link sighed once again and turned back to the man at the table.
"Really, this is a waste of my time!"
The man cursed under his breath.
Link turned back to his opponent.
"Begin!" The man judging them shouted.
Link's opponent flinched forward but Link didn't move. Link stood relaxed with his sword dangling between two of his fingers. The man slowly inched forward. Link just watched him lazily. The man took one more step and when Link didn't move. He sprinted the last couple of steps, charging the blonde. He raised his sword to come down.
Link smirked and simply brought up his left hand in a tight fist. It landed on the man's jaw and lifted him off his feet sending him sprawling backwards.
Link turned back to the man at the table. "So, uh, can I enter the tournament?"
The man cursed again before shouting. "You four current fighters!" The man pointed to the other contestants on either side of Link's circle. "If you manage to defeat the Ordonian, you all can enter."
All four instantly stopped their own battles and advanced on Link. It was a great proposition to them…or it would've been if it weren't Link.
One man charged with his sword raised high. Link almost wanted to laugh. When the man got close enough Link swiftly grabbed his arm and ducked down. He sent the man flying over his back and onto the ground with a hard thud. The second man tried to blind side Link. He swung horizontally and Link causally ducked under it knowing he was there the whole time. Link kicked his leg out so the man fell to the ground. The blonde then stepped on his neck pinning him to the ground with no air.
The third came from behind like the second. Link – for the first time – swung his sword in a wide arc and it smashed right into the man's face, shattering the weapon like Link predicted. The man fell down unconscious just leaving the forth. Who charged like the others. Would they ever learn?
He went for a jab and Link sidestepped to dodge. As he sidestepped he brought his knee up and put his hand on the man's head. Swiftly and powerfully he brought the man's head down on his knee. The man collapsed to the ground with the others, all of them groaning or unconscious.
Link smiled brightly and swung his broken sword casually as he walked back to the table.
Piscis smirked knowingly. Ralis smile was much bigger, obviously impressed by Link's skill. Dangoro was equally as shocked but hid it well. Lex's facial expression did not change. He just eyed Link and tried to figure him out. He could always read people but this one was too unique. He wasn't sure if this boy would be a good thing in this tournament, or a horribly bad thing.
Lex sighed, "I'm gonna have to enter the tournament."
Piscis raised an eyebrow and turned to face his old friend. "The Captain of the Guard. Surely your knights can represent you?"
Lex crossed his arms. "I'm sure there is more than enough competitors here to keep things interesting. But that's half the problem, I need to enter to maintain the order. Don't get me wrong I don't plan on winning, I have no need for the money."
"You worry to much Captain," Dangoro said beginning to walk away. "He will never get past me."
Lex simply nodded. It was probably true. This Ordonian was just too much of a wild card to leave alone.
"Would you like to meet him prince?" Piscis asked.
"I advise against that Piscis," Lex urged. "You do not know what he is like. He could be a wild barbarian."
"Lex," Piscis looked shocked. "That could be the most racist thing you've said."
"Piscis-"
"No," He said turning away. "You knew some Ordonians in your day. Were they raging barbarians? I'm sure this kid knows his manners. He is just young. In fact, I think it would be wise to gain an alley such as himself."
"I think so too," Ralis agreed.
Piscis and Ralis left the Captain to his thoughts.
"So are there anymore tests or can I go?" Link leaned on the table annoyed.
"Your attitude needs an adjustment." The man sneered.
Link glared at the men. "Are you the one to adjust it?"
"Watch yourself boy."
"From who?"
"I will call the guards and have you removed from the city." The man said rising.
"Well I hope you don't." Link and the man turned their attention to Piscis. "I would like to chat with this gentlemen at least first."
"Ah, prince!" The man quickly bowed.
Link looked quizzically at the two Zoras. One was fairly old. Link could tell by the wrinkles he seemed to accumulate for his years. His skin was looser, not in any disgusting way. Just simply showed his age. Yet he stood with a strong posture and Link could tell he had seen many fights. He still had visible muscles showing. He had a warm smile on his face that Link could only compare with one other person. Rusl.
The other Zora was about the same height as Link, which lead Link to believe they were around the same age. He had a boyish…fish-ish look about him. He stood strong like the other one. Link knew he didn't see nearly as many battles as the other. But he could also tell that he knew something about fighting. His body was in peak form. Or so Link assumed was good for a Zora.
"Bow you fool," the man hissed at Link.
"I must first know who it is that I am to bow." Link was being serious. He had no idea who these two Zoras were.
The boy stepped forward. "I am Ralis, son of Queen Rutela, and I have entered this tournament hoping to better my skills and understand the world around me better. I hope this tournament betters me as a warrior and as a person in whole."
No one reacted for a moment. Everyone just waiting to see what Link would do. Link wasn't trying to make it dramatic. He was simply digesting what he heard. The boy didn't look any princely. Link shrugged and in the end bowed to him.
The man behind the table looked shocked.
Piscis simply smiled. "I am Piscis. I am his mentor and came along to help guide him."
"I am Link and I hail from Ordon."
"It is a pleasure to meet you," Piscis nodded his head.
Link smirked. "So your father was a joker."
Piscis arched an eyebrow before it dawned on him. "You know the ancient tongue of this land."
Link shrugged. "I know enough to know your name means fish."
Piscis laughed. "Yes it does indeed. I still to this day do not know why my father found it humorous to name me fish. Almost ironic in some way."
Ralis looked at his mentor, "I did not know your name meant that."
"It is a fact I hide from most," Piscis laughed.
"Have you also entered this tournament?" Link asked changing the subject.
"I have, but only cause the prince made me." The Zora looked down at the prince who smirked back at him.
Link smiled also. "But I can tell you are a warrior yourself."
"Oh no," the Zora shook his head. "I am simply an old fool."
"You cannot hide who you are," Link replied. "There is an aura about you."
"An aura you say?" Ralis' interest perked.
"Yes, I get the itch to want to fight you right now." Link saw their faces and quickly shook his head and corrected himself. "I mean it as that I like to challenge myself. I enjoy fighting in a tough battle and I know you are one that could give it to me. I can't help but get excited being around people like yourselves."
Piscis smiled brightly. "You are indeed from Ordon. They enjoy fighting but not as barbarians like most people think. They find the art in battle, the heroic part, and the graceful side too. Your race is one that is impressive to say the least."
Piscis turned to Ralis. "I am afraid we must be returning to our chambers."
Ralis nodded. "Link I look forward to seeing more battles out of you. I hope you display the true ways of Ordon because I wish to learn."
Link smiled friendly. "Piscis you are indeed a good Zora. I wish the best to you and I know I'll discover your skill soon." Link turned his attention to the prince. "And you prince, I hope we can meet in this tournament. I wish to learn your ways as well."
They walked away and Link watched them go. His eyes connected with the man that was in the group with Piscis and Ralis before. Link wasn't sure about the man. He couldn't tell if he was friendly or if he was indeed very dangerous. He wasn't even too sure of his skill. He gave no pure signs of being a good fighter. But his eyes and his face told Link he was better than he let on.
Link nodded his head at the man. After a couple seconds the man returned the gesture with a nod of his own head before swiftly turning and walking the other way.
Link turned back to the man sitting behind the table. "So am I in or what?"
The man looked a little shocked from the conversation that just took place. "You are so kind and respectful to everyone but me?"
"I give it when it's owed," Link growled. "And you deserve none. Now for the last time, answer me."
The man sighed giving up and nodded his head. "Yes you're in."
"Thank you." Link turned around and went back to Epona.
He mounted her and was on his way back through the streets. The sun was almost down completely. The streets were still a bustle with people. The city was never so alive. This was the biggest outcome in decades.
Link found an inn and lead Epona to the back. There was a small stable for the horses. It wasn't much but it had a roof and some straw. He settled Epona and put all his equipment next to her. No one would steal a warrior's equipment, that meant death. From the law or the warrior himself.
Link made his way into the inn. It was loud with laughter, songs, and cheers. Link watched everyone laugh and dance enjoying the good times. He made his way over to the bar.
"Are you the inn keeper as well?" Link asked.
"I am," a big burly man replied. "I am sorry though. There are no more rooms available."
Link sighed, "I was afraid of that. With everyone coming to the city I figured it would be hard to get a room."
"Aye, that it is," The man replied leaning on the counter. "I can suggest some other inns for you."
"That would be great, thanks."
And so the man did. Link got Epona from the stable and continued on to find a place to stay. The next three places he checked were also filled. Link was starting to get agitated. He found one more place and it seemed as busy as ever but he figured he would still try. He tied Epona in the back like the others. He stepped in and the same hustle and bustle was in this inn as well.
He walked into the tavern section and once again there was a man standing behind a bar serving drinks.
Why does every barman have to be a giant? Link grimaced.
He waltzed up to him but was cut off by another man. Link was going to say something but the man seemed to be in a rush.
"Hey I'm sorry but I gotta go," the man told the barkeep. He handed the barkeep some rupees.
"So soon?"
"Yeah my wife is having the baby I guess, wish she could've waited a week for this tournament," the man laughed.
The barkeep laughed as well. "Well good day to ya."
"As to you." And the man brushed past Link again as he left.
Link's hopes soared. The man just left, there was bound to be a room open. He walked up to the bar.
The man eyed him for a second before asking. "What can I do you for?"
"I would like a room please." Link smiled being as friendly as possible.
"Sorry…we're full." The man replied.
Link's jaw tightened. "I just saw a man leave. There is a room open."
The barkeep leaned closer. "I said we're full. So buy a drink or get out."
Link didn't fear the man even if he was bigger than him. Link did leave his weapons wrapped up with his other equipment back with Epona, but he would still fight the man if need be.
"I know you're lying to me and I believe it's because I am from Ordon," Link challenged.
"You're from Ordon?" The man faked surprise. "Whoopedy-fucking-do, now get out."
Link slammed his hand on table and in doing so all the music stopped and everyone looked at him. Link was mad and didn't like many people that lived in the city. But he didn't want to ruin all their fun. He would be mad if someone came into the tavern back at Ordon and caused a mess.
"Fine whatever," Link gave in turning around and leaning on the counter. "I'll take a beer though."
"Thirty rupees."
"Oh for fuck's sake." Link threw his hands up. "Are you gonna rob me anymore. Take a knife to me while you're at it."
"With pleasure." The man smiled and some of his teeth were missing.
"Oh man can I paint your face, it's just so beautiful."
"You think there is something wrong with my face?" the man sneered.
"Oh heavens yes."
Their noses were almost touching.
"Buy your beer or get out."
"I'll buy my fucking beer," Link put the money down and grabbed the glass. "Ripping me off, just wait till I win this tournament. I'll buy this tavern and burn it down."
The whole room was still silent as they watched Link walk over to a table and sit down. He took a sip of his beer. He wanted to gulp it but for thirty a pop, there was no way he was rushing it. When he noticed everyone still staring at him he sent them all glares.
The music instantly started back up and everyone began their conversations once again. Link calmed down more sitting there and drinking. He watched everyone laugh and joke. It made him happier. He was still worried about not finding a place to stay. Normally he would just ask to stay in a stable if he had to. But since he was an Ordonian it would be harder for people to be kind to him.
"Ah Kristi, where've you been?" A man shouted in a drunken stupor.
Link's attention rose. He looked to his right and saw as the girl he met a week ago was prancing in. She had two drinks in each hand with a bright beautiful smile on her face. She skillfully served between the tables handing out the drinks.
"Well boys it's been a busy night." She patted a man on the head as she headed back to the bar for more drinks.
Link watched as she laughed and danced around. No wonder the place was so filled, even more than the others. Kristi kept it alive and upbeat. Not to mention her beauty brought many a man to the place.
She spun around and her eyes connected with Link's. Her smile softened to a real genuine one. She walked over to him and stopped, standing right in front of him.
"Well if it isn't the Ordonian."
"So you are a tavern girl," Link mused. "I could tell."
"Oh ya could?" the girl laughed.
"Sit down and have a drink?" Link asked, kicking out a chair to her.
"I've love to but you see the place," she held out her hands and spun around. "Gotta keep working."
Link laughed. "Alright then."
"Can I get you another?" She asked.
"Only if it doesn't cost me thirty this time."
"What?" she looked horrified.
"Yeah that asshole over there," Link nodded his head at the barman. "He charged me that much."
"Well that asshole is my uncle."
"Oh…sorry."
"No I mean it, he's an asshole and my uncle." She huffed. "Sit tight I'll get you your rupees worth."
Link watched her walk over and start yelling at her uncle. Link couldn't hear them over the roar of laughter and music. But he could tell by the face of the Uncle that Kristi was winning. Next thing Link knew she had four more beers in her hand and brought them all over to Link.
He arched an eyebrow. "Well…"
She stifled a laugh. "Can't hold yourself?"
"Oh I can, but by myself its no fun," he looked up at her with a wink.
"Yes, I know I know. Sadly its still busy here."
"Fine, maybe later tonight?"
She nodded. "Yes, later…as long as these men don't kill me."
Link looked around and a couple of men didn't look happy she was talking with him. They even looked lustful at her.
"How do you deal with all these guys?" He asked sincerely.
She shrugged. "It can get annoying but they tip good. And if they go too far my uncle will set them straight."
"I believe that," Link said taking a sip from one of his four drinks.
"Anyways you just keep drinking away and maybe in a couple of hours I'll join ya." She winked and then danced off.
Link watched her throughout the night. Along with watching her, his thoughts drifted around, from the last week's teachings, to today's encounter. Each and every one was circling his mind. All important. But most of all he was just itching with anticipation for tomorrow. To fight while many watched, even if not rooting for him, it just makes the battle better. In fact, he wanted to see all their faces when he won round after round. Their faces will drop and they will scream insults, yet they won't be able to stop him. They would only be able to complain and watch as Link took the tournament.
It was a great thought indeed. He simply had to get a good nights rest and not over exert himself the next day. If they did the chart fairly they would put most skilled people, or assumed skilled fighters, away from each other. So the easy ones would be knocked out and the skilled ones would meet towards the end. It was all just a matter of whether they considered Link a skilled fighter or not.
If they considered him not a skilled fighter, he would be up against tough opponents right away. If he was, then the first couple rounds would without a doubt be easy. Either way, he would win. He had to. To prove the strength of Ordon and his race. To show that a kid from one village can beat masters from another. That was his goal, and he had to accomplish it.
"Hey baby."
Link's attention returned to his current surroundings. A man grabbed Kristi and pulled her down into his lap. She spilled all her drinks trying to get away.
"Let me go!" she yelled.
Link glanced at the bar but her Uncle wasn't there. Link grabbed an empty glass and rose from his chair. The man groped Kristi's chest and laughed completely drunk of his ass.
Link took a step and slammed the glass in his face, shattering it and making many cuts in the process. He fell from the chair with a bloody face and Kristi quickly stepped away. A man jumped on the table to dive on Link. The Ordonian kicked the table causing the man to fall on his face. Another man charged and threw a couple of punches but he was a little past tipsy and Link barely moved to dodge. He simple pushed the man with one hand and the man fell to the ground not being able to keep his balance.
Now every man rose, ready to charge the blonde. He stood ready, unfazed by the numbers. He didn't want to get into a fight but he would if he had to.
"Enough!" Everyone turned to see Kristi's uncle back from wherever he went. "You!" He pointed at Link. "Get out! I knew you would only cause trouble!"
"Yeah, sure, whatever," Link shrugged not caring too much. He got his drinks. "You alright?"
Kristi nodded. "Yeah I'm fine."
"Kristi, get away from him."
"No!" She yelled at her uncle. "He just did your job. Keeping these people in control. So you know what? I'm done here." She turned back to Link. "You need a place to stay I'm assuming?"
Link nodded slightly dumbfounded by her sudden out break.
"Well you'll stay with me."
"…Alright."
She grabbed his hand and dragged him out of the inn. Link gained his senses when they were outside and removed his hand from hers. He got Epona ready and began walking her out. They walked back through the city side by side with Epona trailing behind.
"You really don't care if I stay with you?" Link didn't want to impose.
She smiled and shook her head causing some of her brunette hair falling on her face. "No, I want you to stay with me. I find you very…interesting."
Link nodded, "Interesting…that could be good."
She laughed. "Really, don't worry about it."
Link laughed and then they continued to carry on a conversation as they walked the now empty streets. They mainly talked about the tournament and the warriors they've seen already. What they expected would happen and who the toughest were. Kristi was amazed and impressed that Link already met Ralis.
They continued to talk as the taverns and inns were loud with music carrying onto the street. Many shadows could be seen through the windows. People telling great stories, or musicians playing warming songs. But all Link looked at was the night sky, cause it reminded him of Ordon. For the sky was the same everywhere. Something his mother told him as a kid.
Eventually they reached Kristi's apartment. There was another stable in the back that he settled Epona in. This time taking off all the equipment and weapons. He brought them inside the complex and Kristi lead him upstairs. They reached her door and she pulled out a small key from her cleavage.
"Not too surprised." Link commented.
"Shut up."
Link raised his hands in defense. They really hit it off already and he barely knew her. But so far he only enjoyed her company. He began wondering how far he could already press it tonight. He was a man after all and those thoughts were always on his mind.
He stepped into the apartment behind the attractive young lady. She wandered further into the house and Link stood and gathered his surroundings. It was a very simple apartment, not surprising for only one person living in the city. It had a living room with a little kitchen area connected to it. There was a table and only two chairs. To the right of Link, a bit further in, there was a couch sitting underneath a window. Link could tell that the last room was simply a bedroom and more than likely had a bathroom connected to it.
"Let me just change from my work clothes," Kristi's voice carried from her room.
"Alright," Link shouted back realizing her work clothes were just a simple brown dress.
"Just dump your stuff on the table, it's fine."
Link did as instructed., putting all his equipment and weapons on the table.
Kristi came out wearing a strapless white nightgown that stopped half way down her thigh. Enough to cover but also definitely enough to draw attention.
"Cast your eyes Ordonian before your mind is plagued with venomous thoughts." She joked as she walked back into the room.
Link laughed. "Well it's suggestive enough, but is it warm enough?"
"In this season yes it is," she replied stopping in front of him. "Now you need to go to bed. You have a full day ahead of you."
"Yes mom."
She giggled at his antics. "Seriously though, you do. You can take the bed and I'll sleep on the couch." She told him looking around the room.
Link shook his head. "No, this is your house. I will take the couch."
She patted his chest with her hand lightly. "You need a good sleep to rest up. So you are definitely taking the bed."
Link's smile grew more suggestive as he stepped closer to her. "We can share the bed."
She backed up, "Well now, there is a thought."
They continued to just smile at each other walking towards her room. When they entered she stopped back stepping and Link brought his body close to hers. Her rested his hands on her arms and her hands were placed on his chest.
"Oh my."
"Those are abs baby," Link smirked.
"You sure they aren't rocks?" She slid her hands across his stomach feeling the grooves.
"Oh, people mix them up all the time, don't worry."
She giggled, "You're so cheesy."
Link simply shrugged and leaned his head in closer to hers. Just before his lips touched hers, she grabbed his shirt and spun around, throwing him on the bed.
"You need sleep," she ordered. "Now go to bed like a good little boy."
Link sat up on his elbows, "Can't you tuck me in?"
"No." She turned around and left through the entrance. "If there was a door here I would slam it."
Link laughed. "That would separate the rooms though."
"Good night Link!" she yelled from the other room.
He rested his head against the pillows letting out a sigh. "Good night Kristi."
"Well, this is quite the library."
Zelda put her book down when she heard the voice. She titled her head slightly, listening to the sounds around her. The crackle in the fire was ever present, as well as the slight breeze coming in through an open window that a servant forgot to shut. But as she listened more, she could hear the voices growing louder. She straightened herself a bit, not quite sure who it was. She had to look like a princess to all.
That's usually why she liked the deep space in the library. Many times she found herself sitting on the floor for the sake of it., just so she wouldn't have to worry about posture and everything perfect about her. Heavens forbid one piece of hair fell in front of her face. With that thought in mind, she quickly put a strand of hair behind her ear.
In the next moment, two Zoras turned the corner. She looked at them expectantly. They were a little startled that she was sitting there. Zelda realized it was the two from before that she met earlier. Prince Ralis of the Zora Domain and his mentor Piscis. They realized as well that this was the princess, and Piscis dropped to a knee as Ralis bowed gracefully.
Zelda nodded at both, "Please rise, there is no need for that."
"Formalities, my dear," Piscis replied with a friendly smile.
"Why don't you sit and talk a while," Zelda offered the other chair across from her. "I'm sorry there is only one. I can find another somewhere in here."
Piscis shook his head. "That is quite alright, I am fine with standing." He turned to the prince. "Please your highness, take a seat."
Ralis did as suggested and settled himself in the chair. Piscis stood at his side.
"How do you enjoy Castle Town so far, Prince?" Zelda politely asked.
"It is a lovely city," Ralis responded earnestly. "There are many things to do, many people to watch. It seems this place is always busy."
Zelda nodded. "It does have its moments." She looked up at Piscis. "And you Piscis? What are your thoughts?"
Piscis smiled gracefully. "Princess you are too kind. Most would never include me in a conversation between two royal heirs."
Zelda shook her head. "I do not understand why people hold me differently. I don't think I am any different from you."
"I have gills."
Zelda broke into laughter hearing the old Zora. "Yes you do. But all the same, you understand my meaning."
"Yes I do," Piscis responded with a nod of the head.
"Princess, is there anyone you are watching in this tournament?" Ralis asked.
She thought for a moment. "Well, of course I will be rooting for you two, but I don't really have a favorite. Even if I did, I couldn't publicly announce it, of course."
Ralis smiled. "Of course not, but it's just us now."
She smiled and titled her head thinking. "Well if I had to be honest, then I think I could say the Ordonian. He really…interests me."
Piscis laughed. "He is indeed an interesting person, isn't he?"
"You've met him?" Zelda looked surprised.
Ralis nodded, "We saw him at the training fields. Took out four guys at once without breaking a sweat. He is indeed very skilled."
Zelda nodded. "I figured as much."
"Is it because he is a barbarian from Ordon?" Piscis asked.
Zelda glared at Piscis. "Who are you to say such a thing?"
Piscis just smiled back. "I was only seeing your view on the matter, Princess. I am sorry for upsetting you."
Zelda settled back down in her chair, slightly embarrassed by her sudden outburst. "Well it's just many people think that, but I know for a fact he is well mannered and very kind."
Ralis raised an eyebrow. "So you've talked with him?"
"Yes, in this very spot actually."
"Oh really?" Piscis cut in, not fearing the princess like most other nobles. "It doesn't surprise me he that he would be in a library. I get the inclination he reads a lot."
"That is why he is so interesting," Zelda explained. "He is nothing like what I heard about Ordon."
"Indeed he isn't," Ralis agreed. "Piscis and I had a small conversation with him today. He was very polite and well mannered like you said. Nothing from which I hear."
"It pains me to know so many think poorly about Ordon." Zelda gazed into the fire.
"If you would excuse my rudeness," Piscis started, causing Zelda to look at him curiously. "It is your father's blame for it."
Zelda stifled a laugh. "Link said the same thing."
"He is wise indeed," Piscis continued, ignoring that the princess referred to Link with his name. "Your father was obsessed with Ordon. So much that he actually invaded to make them a part of his kingdom. In doing so, he made his allies choose hard. If they weren't with him, they were with Ordon. He didn't say that…no one did. But it was an underlying thought, which is why so many races did march against Ordon, even though I know the Zoras were indeed hesitant on the matter."
Zelda listened intently. This was all new to her. She noticed that Ralis was also listening. He didn't hear much about this topic either. It seemed no one really knew why the war happened, and now everyone hated Ordon because of demeaning stereotypes.
Piscis opened his mouth again to speak to the two young teenagers listening to him, but then he shut it. He paused for a moment, hesitating, and then opened it again. "I think it is best you hear this from your father himself."
"No, please go on," Zelda urged.
"Yes Piscis," Ralis agreed. "Continue."
He sighed. "Well Ordon was left alone against almost all of Hyrule. I think the King's plan was to just have Ordon tremble in the might of his army. He should've known that Ordon wouldn't back down. It's not their way. So he was left with a bloody war."
"How bloody can it be in one week?" Ralis asked.
Piscis looked deeply troubled by that question. "Thousands died. Too high to count accurately. That's why the Ordonians have many cultures hating them. Everyone in Hyrule took place in that war and all shared many travesties."
Zelda found that a little odd. "How well of a fight did Ordon put up if they were outnumbered as you say."
Piscis looked Zelda dead in the eye. "Princess…you do not know the troubles I have seen from that. The Ordonians are not one to trifle with. I saw a man take a Goron on with his bare hands. Literally throwing him over his back. I saw a woman snap the neck of a man with her leg while stabbing a Zora with a dagger simultaneously. I have seen the King's strongest battle strategies crumble under the might and skill of Ordon. His lines breached just by Ordonians throwing themselves over the first line of shields. Their mastery in all forms of war goes beyond anything you can comprehend."
Piscis shook his head. "I can say with all of my honor that if Ordon wasn't outnumbered three to one. They would've easily won the battle."
"Ordonians are that good?" Ralis was shocked by the news.
Piscis shook his head. "You saw the young man today. He wasn't even trying and he beat four foot soldiers. Imagine an army of him. That is what Hyrule was faced against."
"I don't know whether that is an encouraging thought or a fearful one." Zelda said closing her eyes in thought.
Piscis nodded solemnly. "That is the question on everyone's mind who knows the true strength of Ordon. They are technically apart of the kingdom, but they hate it. So whose side are they really on?"
"A good question indeed," Ralis agreed, resting his chin on his hand.
"Something I'm afraid you two will have to deal with," Piscis spoke once again.
"It will carry over into our rule no doubt," Zelda stated wisely.
"These things take time."
Zelda rested her head on her propped up arm, knowing that formalities with these two didn't matter. "Is there some rule that a fighter must have a wise mentor with him?"
"I do not understand princess," Piscis leaned against the chair Ralis was in.
"Link came with an older man as well," Zelda explained fighting back a yawn, there was proper and then just plain rude. "His name was Rusl, and he seemed to keep Link in line."
Piscis' eyes widened in recognition. "Rusl you say?" Zelda nodded. "He most likely knows Link from his father."
"I think so," Zelda replied having a foreign thought that Link mentioned something about Rusl raising him. That must've meant Rusl and his father were pretty good friends.
Piscis stepped away from the chair and began pacing slightly. There was silence as the two teens watched the Zora pace for a moment. He started chuckling before a dull roar of laughter, and finally an eruption of hysterics.
"It all makes sense," He laughed turning to Ralis. "My suggestion to you Prince, if you ever find yourself against this Link…forfeit."
"What…why?" Ralis sat up at his mentor's sudden proposal. "You said so yourself, we don't know his true skill."
Piscis shook his head still chuckling. "His skill shouldn't be worrying you yet, it's his bloodline."
"What do you mean?" Zelda asked perplexed.
"Link's parents were excellent fighters, amazingly skilled, born leaders all around."
"How do come about these facts?" Ralis asked.
"I have met his father before, along with Rusl," Piscis explained. "They traveled together some time ago."
"So his parents were skilled fighters?" Zelda didn't find that too strange.
"His father was the best," Piscis corrected. "Couldn't be matched in sword skill from what I could tell. He was a born leader, one of the main people in the war against your father. His mother was skilled enough. She could be bested by other extremely skilled men, but a foot soldier wouldn't stand a chance."
"Piscis, you must explain everything, because as of now, I do not understand. There is too much new information," Zelda said rocking her head back upwards.
Piscis smiled. "It is not my place to truly say, Princess. And besides, you are falling asleep as an old Zora talks."
"No, you must continue," Ralis urged.
"Forgive me," Zelda apologized, sitting up. "I am better now."
"It is like I am telling bed time stories to infants."
"Just continue, old man," Ralis joked.
"There isn't much to continue," Piscis answered honestly.
"How did his parents die?" Zelda asked.
Piscis shook his head. "That is a grave question my dear."
"I know they died in battle, what is grave about that? I imagine it was heroic."
"You do not know battle," Piscis told her. "Some see it that way, most Ordonians in fact. He was in fact slain in one on one combat in the battle."
"But I thought he couldn't be bested?" Ralis asked sitting up.
"He was drained by that point," Piscis explained.
His voice was low and quiet. His eyes were unfocused and Zelda knew he was reliving the moment. She knew he must've been there and deeply involved in politics back in the day. No one else she ever talked to knew this much. She figured Piscis was a little more important than he let on.
"Drained just from battle?" Zelda inquired.
"The battle but more so…emotionally," Piscis pointed to his head. "His wife was killed in front of his eyes. He went into a blood lust and rampaged, killing any who got in his way. He cut through the lines, hacking everyone around him."
"What happened?" Zelda was on the edge of her seat.
Piscis looked her in the eye. "Your father met him in combat and slew him."
Zelda gasped, bringing her hands to her mouth.
"Yes Princess, your father killed Link's, and there is more to this story that even I do not know. For when Link's father fell, the King also fell…but to his knees. He caught his opponent and held him as he died in his arms. So I do not know what relation Link's father and your father had. I do not believe they ever met, so you must figure that out for yourself."
"My father…" Zelda repeated quietly.
Piscis nodded. "Yes Princess, for what I do know, you have had a relationship with Link for sometime now without even knowing. You have been connected in some weird way that no one else understands but the King himself. I have no doubt in my mind that the King – in some way – knows Link."
"My Father…" Zelda stared into the fire as its flames taunted her and laughed their dangerous dance. "...Ruined Link's life."
"Princess, it is more than that." Piscis' grave voice caused Zelda to meet his gaze. "You live for everything he hates."
Okay well review and be critical it's what I like. And a big thanks to my beta cause apparently his computer kept shutting off and he had to start over from the beginning many times. Something I surely couldn't do.