Next chapter :D Now, be warned guys, this is the semi-fluff chapter. If any viewers don't like fluff, then too bad! Don't worry, there's no kissing or anything. It's just a cute little chapter that's very short. Enjoy!
As Cyrene slept, her keen ears picked up odd noises. Immediately looking around in alarm, she exited the spring, putting on her clothes. She walked over to the sounds, and she now realized they were stifled murmurs and heavy breathing. The girl walked in the direction, and noticed Link's figure shivering.
"Link?" she whispered, kneeling beside the warrior. Listening closer, she realized he was crying. "Link!" she started to shake and nudge him. After a few seconds, he looked at her, his eyes red and puffy. "What's wrong?" He looked away, swallowing and wiping away the tears. "Why are you crying?"
You should know, he blinked away more tears that were coming. After half a minute of thinking, Cyrene knew why.
"Kakariko, right? That village…" she murmured. The girl realized how long he must've been holding in his tears and sighed. "I told you, humans aren't stupid. Plus, what are the odds that they were caught up in that?" Her words didn't help, and Link turned away from her, letting his tears out. Cyrene wrapped her arms around him, making him sit up and hugged him. She didn't know exactly what Hylians did to comfort eachother, but what she saw of the world below she knew they liked close contact. Link's sobs were quiet now, though his tears still made her shoulder wet.
For some reason, though, Cyrene started to cry as well. Feeling his sadness and sorrow, as well as her own, the girl let her own tears out. They stayed there, locked in that embrace for many minutes. "I'm so sorry, Link. What ever happened here, it never meant to hurt you. I should've stopped Gorethik when I had the chance. I should've banded together with the few dragons in The Resistance left and face him in his castle…" Cyrene held up her hand and closed it into a fist. "I was a coward. I couldn't face him… I fled like a wyrmling." He broke out of the embrace to look into her violet eyes with a gentle, apologetic look. "Thank you, for going along with this though. You're such a great person, Link. I'm so lucky to have found someone like you. Your loyalty and strength can be compared to dragons, even. We're always loyal to those who would treasure and appreciate us, and I'm no different. There is no creature more loyal than a dragon." She twisted her fingers in his and smiled.You know I would sacrifice anything for you, Link, right? If only you could speak to me. The stories you could tell, the wise advice you would give…" she stared off into the distance.
You can still understand me partially, though. Cyrene read his eyes.
"But I still don't quite understand you. I'm not one of the ancient dragons that can read minds… But I'm smart enough to know body language." Link started to wipe his eyes, feeling better. She smiled at him. "Now come on, we need to get some sleep. In the morning Kesch will bring us to a village for some breakfast." The warrior nodded, lying back down. Cyrene lay beside him, sleeping peacefully. Link followed soon after, letting the moon watch over them as they slept. Kesch flew high above them, heading skyward to Gorethik's Castle. He smiled, thinking about the hefty bargain his master would bring on him for doing such great work.