Morning sunlight peeked through the wooden slats of the inn's window blinds, brightening Link's eyelids. Wincing, he buried his face into the back of his lover's golden hair, trying to shield himself from the light in order to fall back asleep. Unfortunately, now that he was awake, it was impossible to ignore the loud screeching of seagulls from outside, forcing him to remain conscious. With a groan, he hugged the woman in his arms tighter, enjoying the softness of her hair before rolling onto his back to look up at the ceiling.

"Good morning, Lurelin," he said quietly, as memories from the day before flooded his mind. "So it wasn't just a dream."

With a grin, he rolled back over, the tired burn in his eyes going away as he focused on his princess. There she lay, her skin radiant in the sun's rays, seemingly unbothered by the light hitting her own closed eyes. Link chuckled, reaching over to brush a few strands of shimmering golden hair out of her face.

"You pushed yourself too hard yesterday," he said quietly. "Thank you, Zelda."

He listened to her steady, rhythmic breathing—the peaceful susurration replacing the harsh cries of the seagulls—before looking toward the inn's other beds. All of them were empty—some beds made while others were less so. After rubbing his eyes and stretching as best he could while still lying down, he carefully searched the sheets until his hands finally found the stone slab he was seeking. Lifting the Sheikah Slate up above his face, he tapped on its front and swiped over to the map, where the time could be read in the corner.

"It's already past eleven?" he asked. "I guess I also used up more energy than I thought last night."

With a yawn, he lowered the slate down to rest on his stomach. He looked back over at his sleeping lover one last time before hoisting himself up into a sitting position. After carefully climbing over Zelda's sleeping body, he stepped onto the floorboards and gave another spine-cracking stretch. Adjusting his ponytail, he looked down at Zelda and smiled before sitting on the edge of the bed to put his Lurelin-style sandals on.

"We didn't even change clothes before getting into bed," Link mumbled to himself. "We're gonna have to clean the sand out of it before sleeping tonight. There's no way Zelda won't notice the mess by then."

Chuckling, he sat up, running his fingers through his hair before sighing.

"Let's get another day started," he said, pushing himself to his feet. "I wonder what everyone else is up to…"

Turning back to the bed, he took in Zelda's sleeping face once more before lowering himself to a knee. Leaning down, he planted a gentle kiss on the princess's forehead.

"Rest well, Zel," he whispered before pushing himself back up. "I'll make sure to have a fresh dish of food prepared for when you wake up."

Having given Zelda his quiet farewell, he headed out of the inn (giving the innkeeper a rather awkward wave in greeting, who mischievously giggled and waved in return) and into the seaside village. He walked through the town, greeting the cheerful villagers and playful children he passed, until eventually he reached the sandy beach. There, preparing the fishing boats and small rafts, were some of Lurelin's fishermen.

"Armes?" Link asked, stepping up to the dark-skinned fisherman of the group. "Are you guys going out fishing today? We had so much yesterday."

"Link! Hey!" Armes said cheerfully, placing a pair of oars into one of the boats. "Yeah, we did, but that doesn't mean the work stops. There's always fish to be caught! We had a fun night, and thanks to that, we're more invigorated than ever!"

The other fishermen behind him cheered, carrying crates and barrels onto the rafts.

"We have to hand it to you and the princess," the long-haired fisherman Link knew as Numar said from one of the rafts. "You both really know how to inspire people."

"Nah, that's Zelda," Link replied. "She's the inspiring one. I just do what I can to support her."

"Don't sell yourself short," Armes said, placing a hand on the side of his arm. "You have your own encouraging aura. In fact, why not encourage us more? Come fishing—it's been a while!"

"That's tempting, but maybe a little later," Link chuckled. "I wanna check in with a few others before anything else. The festival was fun, but I did only get here last night."

"Aw, man," Armes sighed, dropping his hand from Link's arm. "Ah well, maybe next time then. You have a good time here in Lurelin, you hear?"

"You got it," Link nodded. "Good luck on your fishing trip."

Giving a nod and laugh in return, some of the fishermen loaded themselves onto their boats and rafts, while others pushed them into the water. With a splash, the rest of them jumped into the boats from the water, and rowed out into the ocean, waving back at Link in farewell as they sailed.

Once they were gone, he took a deep breath and looked down the coast, where he saw someone else on the beach a short distance away from him. Continuing along the shore, with the breaking waves washing over his ankles, he soon found himself directly beside the lone figure. To his slight surprise, his approach had been noticed.

"G-good morning, Master Link," the Sheikah greeted from where she was sitting in the sand. "I hope you and the Princess slept well."

"Same to you," Link said with a kind smile. "Though, I didn't think I'd sleep in as late as I did."

"I'm not surprised you did," Paya answered. "You traveled so far in such a short amount of time, only to stay up as late as you did. In truth, I'm more amazed that you're awake so soon. Both you and the princess deserve your rest after holding such an event."

"To be fair, I heard you also worked really hard," Link said. "You had just as much right to sleep in as we did. May I sit?"

"O-oh," Paya said, clearly a little taken aback by his sudden request. "O-of course."

"Thanks," Link said. With a grunt, he took a seat in the sand next to her, the sand shifting beneath him as his body settled. "I hope I'm not intruding."

"N-no! Not at all," Paya said quickly. "Y-you can always sit next to me…"

"I'm happy I can," Link said. It was only then that he noticed the book the Sheikah held in her hands. "What are you reading?"

"Oh, um… It's a book the princess let me borrow," Paya answered, showing the worn book to him. "She showed it to us while we journeyed together. It was a journal she kept a century ago about her ancient technology research."

"Now that you mention it, I do recognize that," Link said, taking the book into his hands. As he began flipping through the pages, he continued. "Zelda would keep this one in her study tower back then, writing whatever she could about the Sheikah tech before her father forbade her from it. It's actually where we found it when we returned there after she was freed."

Nostalgically, he rubbed his fingers along the rough pages, dirty from the century they spent open to the elements on the princess's desk.

"What made you want to read it?" he asked, holding it out to her. "The only tech I remember you ever touching was that orb you watched over—until I, you know, used it."

"You didn't just use that orb; you saved it, Master Link…for me. I won't allow you to downplay such a special act," Paya explained, accepting the book back. "As for why I took an interest in this journal…the ancient technology described is my history—my heritage. I'm not as smart as the princess, and may not understand much of what's being said, but even just reading about my ancestors makes me feel close to them, as if I can learn something."

"Is there something you're trying to learn?" Link asked curiously.

"Not specifically," Paya admitted, "but, I've learned since coming on this adventure that one may find solutions in the unknown, solutions to problems they never even realized they had."

With a melancholy smile, she looked down at the book.

"Or…maybe it's an excuse, simply a reason to ignore what's to come."

"What's to come?" Link asked worriedly. Suddenly, after looking at her features he realized. "You…don't want to go home yet, do you?"

Paya shook her head.

"It's surprising to me as well," she said. "I thought I'd be eager to return to my grandmother. I've never been apart from her for more than a day at most, and now here I am, having been gone for over a month. I do wish to see her, but…to bring my adventure to an end what feels like too soon—I suppose I'm not ready. Once we've finished resting, we'll leave Lurelin, and I'll have to return home. With that weighing on my mind, something feels…"

"Empty?" Link asked. The Sheikah nodded. "Then…why not just keep traveling? I'm sure Zelda wouldn't mind if you accompanied us on our adventures. We have so much more to do, you know, with reconstruction happening and all."

"A-as kind as you are, I know I'm not built for prolonged travel," Paya explained. "While I've learned many things, and I'm not ready for it to be over, I also see that I'm just not like you, or Celessa, or the princess. I'm sorry, but it would be foolish to accept such an offer. Plus, my grandmother needs me at home. She wanted me to leave my comfort zone, and I'm happy she did, but she's only getting older. I need to be home."

"Right…" Link said, disheartened. "That makes sense."

"But, I do hope to travel again in the future," Paya said optimistically. "I'm sure I would be open to minor adventures, to leave the village every now and then to expand my horizons; to never forget this feeling, even if this journey is just about finished."

"Well, it doesn't have to be finished just yet," Link said. When Paya looked his way he added, "I still have a final trial to do in the forest. Zelda's coming to see me off, so why don't you come, too? The forest is a special place, not one many people get to see. I'm sure Impa could wait a few more days."

"A-are you sure?" Paya asked. "Is that really alright?"

"It is, Link nodded. "You should come and see one last new sight before you go home. I think Impa would want that."

"I-if you say it's alright then…yes, please," Paya said with a bow of her head. "I'd love to accompany you."

"Great," Link said cheerfully. The two looked back out over the ocean, listening to the crashing of the waves. "Hey, um…are we…okay?"

"Master Link?" Paya asked in question, again taken aback. "What do you mean?"

"Well, I mean…I did read your diary…" Link said awkwardly. "I was hoping you would forgive me."

The Sheikah remained still, staring at Link with a blank expression until her face flushed a violent red. Beyond flustered, she raised the open journal to cover her face.

"O-o-of course!" she exclaimed from behind the pages. "I could never be angry with you, Master Link, especially for something so trivial!"

"A few wouldn't call that trivial," Link said, but Paya shook her head.

"It's trivial to me," she said. "You'll always be my friend…my hero. Though, I beg you to please never read it again…"

"I won't, I swear," Link said. After a few moments, Paya lowered the book and nodded in appreciation.

"Thank you," she said quietly.

Returning her nod, Link stretched before lying down in the sand, his hands behind the back of his head. As he stared up at the fluffy white clouds above, he heard the pages of the journal begin to turn. For a time, the two simply remained quietly together, with Link enjoying the fresh sea air while Paya continued to read her borrowed journal. It wasn't until they heard the shifting of sand behind them that they finally moved and looked around. Immediately, they noticed three individuals approaching—a Zora prince, a Goron, and a Hylian pilgrim.

"Paya! Hey!" Celessa called cheerfully, jogging ahead of the other two to greet her friend. "So this is where you've been—and look who's with you! Good morning, Link!"

Link nodded in greeting while Paya waved.

"Are you reading through that journal you asked the princess about?" Celessa asked, placing her hands on the Sheikah's shoulders from behind as she looked down at the book.

Paya nodded.

"I-I was just telling Master Link about it," she said quietly.

"Neat," the pilgrim said cheerfully before turning her attention to Link. He immediately noticed her smile become more mischievous. "So, Master Link, how was last night?"

"I dunno what you're talking about," Link said quickly, his face becoming inscrutable as he turned his attention to the ocean.

"Don't avoid the question! You two had so obviously—!" Celessa began, but was unfortunately cut off by the exuberant greetings of the arriving Zora and Goron, who had finally caught up.

"Link, my friend! It's good to see you up and well!" Sidon said cheerfully as he and Yunobo came to a stop behind them. "I hope you're well-rested after such a busy night!"

"A real busy night," Celessa mumbled, only to be ignored by Link, who smiled as he looked back at his two friends.

"Good morning, Sidon. Yunobo," he said, to which the Goron gave a happy wave in reply. "It's good to see you both, too. What's with the weapons?"

Now that Link was looking at them properly, he could see their newly reacquired weapons in their hands—Sidon holding the Lightscale Trident and Yunobo carrying the heavy Boulder Breaker. Twirling his trident between his fingers, the prince gave a sharp, sparkling grin.

"Well, Yunobo here asked if I had any advice when it comes to training with his ancestor's sword," he said happily, gesturing toward the Goron.

"I wanted to start getting the hang of using the Great Daruk's Boulder Breaker," Yunobo said awkwardly, bringing a hand to the top of his head when everyone turned their attention to him. "I told Link before, but the boss thinks I'm a bit too clumsy to use a sword. So that's why I have to train! Having you guys here and all, and since Link gave me this sword, I thought this would be the best time to get some good practice in."

"Come on, Yunobo, you've got this!" Celessa cheered, letting go of Paya's shoulders in order to pump both her fists in the air. Link raised an eyebrow.

"You're joining them in training?" Link asked.

"Absolutely not," Celessa immediately answered. "I'm not ridiculously strong like you are, Link; I'm pretty sure I'd die getting between their battles."

"As much as I'd like to disagree, it may be for the best," Sidon said. "I believe I'd be able to hold back for Celessa's sake, but Yunobo is still a novice. It would be dangerous for someone so small."

"Sorry, Celessa," Yunobo said guiltily, but the pilgrim quickly shook her head.

"Not at all!" Celessa replied. "I just wanted to see the sparring in action."

"D-do you mean you wanted to watch Sidon in action, Celessa?" Paya asked quietly from behind.

"Paya?" Celessa said loudly, turning back to the Sheikah who quietly eeped in surprise. After staring at her friend for a second, the pilgrim continued. "Did you just…? Wow… I'm proud of you."

"So, how's this training going to work?" Link asked, opting to ignore Paya and Celessa's little conversation.

"What do you mean, Link? Are we doing something wrong?" Yunobo asked, giving the little Hylian a curious look.

"I mean, I wouldn't say you're doing anything wrong," Link answered. "It's just…does Sidon know how to use the Boulder Breaker?"

"I don't, no," Sidon admitted. "I do know the basics of using a greatsword, but my specialties are the trident and longsword, per my training with Counselor Muzu. From my understanding, the Boulder Breaker is a bit different. I was hoping he'd be able to take the basics I know from greatsword training, and apply them to using the Breaker until he's properly trained. Something to get him started, you see."

"If I can understand even a little of what to do, the boss may see me as ready to learn!" Yunobo said passionately. "I really need to learn something, at the least. There's only so much I can learn by just swinging this or a Cobble Crusher around on my own…"

"Hm," Link replied simply before picking himself up from the sand. "Give me the Boulder Breaker, Yunobo. I'm gonna show you how to use it."

"Eh?" Yunobo asked, watching as Link stretched his arms and torso. "You're gonna teach me?"

"I am," Link nodded, still stretching his body out. "I may use it a bit differently than you would, but I've watched Daruk himself use it, so I may have a better understanding of how you can use it than Sidon might—no offense, Sidon."

"None taken whatsoever!" Sidon said cheerfully, watching as Yunobo handed the heavy stone sword to Link. "As a matter of fact, this is perfect! I was afraid I wouldn't be able to help Yunobo as much as I would have liked, but this will give him the knowledge he needs! I do still hope I can be of some use."

"You will be. You guys were gonna spar, right?" Link asked, his last word a grunt as he took the heavy sword into his hands. With a heave, he rested the dull edge of the stone blade on his comparatively small shoulder. "Instead, why don't you go a round with me? We can show Yunobo how to use the Boulder Breaker in practice."

"Hohoho!" Celessa giggled excitedly. "Link and Prince Sidon are gonna spar?"

"Only if Sidon's in," Link replied, giving the Zora a grin which was returned in kind.

"I think it's a splendid idea!" Sidon said, spreading his arms out wide. "Why, I don't believe we've ever trained before! Not seriously, at least."

"Not really. I actually wanna see how this goes," Link said, still preparing his shoulders.

"A-a-are you two going to spar right here on the beach? R-r-right now?" Paya asked nervously. With a curious hum, Link looked back at her.

"Oh, are we in the way of your reading?" he asked. "We can take this further down the beach if you want."

"I-It's not that!" Paya squeaked. "I-it's just…a-are you sure you'll be okay?"

"Oh? Are you nervous for Link, Paya?" Celessa teased, placing her hands back on the Sheikah's shoulder. Paya's face burned fiercely again.

"T-that sword is so b-b-big…" she managed to get out. "I-I'm afraid Master Link is going to hurt himself…"

At this, Sidon laughed.

"I assure you, Paya, you have nothing to fret over," he said confidently. "There's a reason we gave Link these weapons to use against the Calamity."

"Yeah, Link can use any weapon!" Yunobo said excitedly.

"If I can use sticks to take on monsters, I can hold my own against Sidon with a stone sword," Link said. "Alright, Yunobo; are you ready to learn?"

"I'm ready!" Yunobo said excitedly.

With a nod, both Link and Sidon walked a fair distance away from the others. Ensuring there was enough starting distance between them, the two warriors began to prepare. With another heave, Link began to carefully swing the Boulder Breaker around a few times.

"Now, when it comes to using such a large weapon, the most effective way to fight with it is to use its size to your advantage," Link said loudly in order for Yunobo to hear over the distance and the constant roar of the waves. "Momentum is key. Are you ready, Sidon?"

"As ready as I'll ever be, Link!" Sidon called back, twirling his trident.

"Are you still doubting Link's abilities?" Celessa said, still standing as she nudged Paya's shoulder with her thigh.

"I-I'd never doubt Master Link!" Paya said quickly, her voice only slightly raising. "It's just…he's so small compared to the sword, it's hard to imagine, even if I believe in him…"

"I don't blame you there," Celessa said, folding her arms. "Honestly, my rupees are on Prince Sidon."

"Y-y-you think Prince Sidon will win?" Paya asked. "I know I was afraid of Master Link getting hurt, but he's still Master Link…"

"Yeah, but Prince Sidon is huge!" Celessa exclaimed. "Compared to Link, who looks like he's struggling to even hold that breaker thing!"

"I dunno… I've seen Link push and pick up some really heavy stuff before," Yunobo chimed in. "Those are just practice swings, right? I don't think he's trying yet. I mean, the fight hasn't started…"

"Say what you want, but I think this is an easy win for the prince," Celessa said confidently.

"Ready…!" Link yelled toward Sidon. Suddenly, his brow furrowed and his grip on the Boulder Breaker's handle tightened, steadying the sword in his hands. "Go!"

The two dashed toward each other, sand kicking up behind them. The moment Link was in range, Sidon thrust his trident, its three points aimed for the Hylian's eyes. Twisting on his toes, Link spun, allowing the trident to fly past his head. As Link's body twisted, the Boulder Breaker flew alongside him, held steady by the powerful grip on its handle. It flew directly toward Sidon's head, ready to smash it into oblivion. Just before it could connect, Sidon ducked, the stone blade going right over his head.

Passing each other, both Sidon and Link skidded in the sand before turning around, again kicking sand up into the air as they dashed toward each other once more. Only a few steps in, Link jumped, twisting his body and forcing it and the Boulder Breaker to spin horizontally in the air. With a yell, he spun downward and swung, preparing to crush Sidon under the weight of the sword. Skidding to a stop again, the Zora twirled the trident and swung it upwards, slamming it against the oncoming Boulder Breaker's thick blade. With a grunt, Sidon pushed the sword to the side, causing the blade to miss his body.

The Boulder Breaker crashed onto the beach, an explosion of sand rising from the impact. Before Link could lift the sword back up, Sidon thrust the trident yet again, now aimed toward the knight's chest. Again, Link jumped, just high enough for the trident to travel under his body. As the points stuck in the sand, Link landed on the trident's protruding handle before leaping again, this time taking the Boulder Breaker with him. He aimed another swing at the prince's head, which the prince dodged again.

After flying over Sidon and landing in the sand, Link jumped away, creating distance between himself and the Zora before there was any counterattack. He readied the sword again as Sidon pulled the trident out of the sand, gave the weapon a flick to dislodge the embedded sand from the jewels adorning it, and prepared for battle once more.

Celessa, Paya, and Yunobo marveled at what had transpired before them.

"It was all so fast…" Celessa said, awestruck. "I knew he was freakishly strong, but seriously, how can he swing that thing around so quickly?"

"A-a-and Prince Sidon was able to block them… Wow…" Paya managed to say, her nervous eyes glued to the two warriors.

"T-that's Link and Prince Sidon for you!" Yunobo said, pumping his large fists. "I'd better watch carefully! Those two are dueling like this to help me learn, so I need to pay attention!"

Again, the Zora and Hylian dashed toward each other, ready to trade blows once more.

...

Zelda's body vibrated. With a groan, she turned over in bed, reaching out to grab Link's torso, yet her arms only hugged empty sheets.

"Link…?" she mumbled, instead grabbing her pillow to place over her face in order to shield it from the sunlight. With a muffled voice, she added, "Link, where'd you go…?"

No response came. Assuming he must've awakened before her, she grumbled, lowering herself deeper into the sheets.

"Maybe he went to make breakfast…" she mused sleepily as she got cozy again.

Once more, her body vibrated, and this time, an echoing boom could be heard in the distance. Then it happened a third time, followed by a fourth. By the fifth boom, Zelda sat up, her short hair a golden mess and heavy bags under her eyes. Furrowing her brow, she looked toward the blinds, wincing at the sunlight.

"What in Hyrule is going on?" she complained, groggily climbing out of the bed and wincing at the burn on the insides of her thighs.

With slow steps, she arrived in front of the window and leaned forward, pushing one of the blinds up with her finger in order to see the beach the inn was stationed beside. Squinting, her eyes not yet adjusted to the light, she scanned the shoreline until her eyes widened in shock. In the distance, she could see a crowd of Lurelin Villagers, and behind them she could see explosions of sand and water.

"What on—?" she began before hurrying back to the bed.

Ignoring the pain of her chafed thighs, she threw on her sandals and dashed out of the inn, hurrying to the spot on the beach where the crowd had gathered. As she hurried through the village and then through the sand, the cheering of the crowd, the clanging of metal and stone, and the explosions of sand and water grew louder. Eventually, she reached the crowd, where many Lurelin residents' backs were to her.

"Excuse me!" she called, beginning to squeeze her way through the throng of people. "Forgive me, I just need to–thank you… I apologize—"

Reaching the front of the crowd, Zelda gasped for breath as she watched the two warriors clash, trident against greatsword. The moment their weapons struck, the crowd cheered, watching as they flew back from each other.

"What's going on?" Zelda yelled, asking anyone who would listen. "Why are they fighting? Anyone—huh?"

At that moment, Zelda looked over, seeing a few familiar faces at the front of the crowd. Determined, she shuffled over, carefully passing those next to her while doing her best not to accidentally enter the makeshift sand arena. Finally, she reached one of her friends.

"Celessa!" she called to the pilgrim next to her. "Celessa, what's happening?"

"Go Prince Si–eh? Oh, Princess!" Celessa said mid-cheer. "Good morning! Watch this! Prince Sidon and Link are sparring!"

"I see that, but why?" Zelda asked, looking over to see Paya standing next to the pilgrim, nervously holding the journal she had been reading to her chest as she watched the ongoing duel.

"Yunobo had asked to learn how to use that Boulder Breaker sword!" Celessa said, pointing a thumb to the Goron behind them, who was focusing intently on the duel. "So, Link said he'd show him how it was done!"

"And this is how they chose to teach him?" Zelda asked incredulously, watching as Link slammed the stone sword into the sand, an attack Sidon narrowly avoided.

"Yeah! Isn't it quite the show? They really brought in a crowd!" Celessa said, impressed by the flurry of jabs from the Lightscale Trident toward Link.

"Observing is one of the best ways to learn," the voice of Teba said from behind. The princess looked back to see the Rito warrior, carrying his son on his shoulders to watch the fight. "You'd best pay attention, Tulin. It's not every day you get to see such intense training."

"Hey, I can't see at all!" Zelda heard the voice of Riju shout from behind them. Instinctively, Yunobo reached down and grabbed the little Gerudo by the waist, lifting her up from the crowd and placing her on his shoulder, all without taking his eyes off the fight even once. Riju smiled as her eyes brightened at the sight of the fight. "Ah, much better!"

Zelda looked around the crowd, seeing the townspeople's faces of joy as they watched the duel. She hummed to herself.

"Was this really the only way to show Yunobo how to—?"

"Yeah! Go Prince Sidon! You can do it!" Celessa suddenly cheered. Zelda faltered.

"Hold on a moment, you're rooting for Prince Sidon?" she asked. The pilgrim raised an eyebrow.

"Link may be the hero, but that doesn't mean I have to root for him in every fight. I think I'd prefer for Prince Sidon to win this little duel," she said. Before Zelda could respond, she turned back to her cheering. "You can do this, Prince!"

"Why, I—" Zelda began, before pausing. Furrowing her brow, she cupped her hands around her mouth and turned her attention to the fight. "Link, you can win! Don't lose!"

At the sound of that, Celessa's head jerked in surprise toward Zelda, who noticed and gave her a confident look. The pilgrim grinned, and the two continued to cheer their respective warriors alongside the crowd.

The trident of the Zora and the stone sword of the Hylian continued to clash, their strikes echoing through the air as they sparred. Once again, the two skidded away before readying their weapons.

"Incredible, Link! You're truly a superb warrior!" Sidon called out happily as he caught his breath. "You truly represent what a hero should be!"

"You say that, but you have me on the ropes," Link said, grinning as his chest heavily rose and fell. "Only one other person was able to use that trident the way you do, and that was Mipha. You'd make her proud!"

Just as he spoke that last word, Link darted forward through the sand, closing the distance between him and Sidon. As he drew closer, he began spinning on his heel, swinging the stone sword around, creating a vortex of air. The dull blade of the sword swung toward Sidon's gills. The Zora jumped, preparing the trident to jab, yet before he could do so, Link used the momentum of his spin to swing the sword upward.

Changing his grip, Sidon blocked the stone blade, but the force of the attack caused him to flip in the air. With another spin, Link swung the sword again, striking Sidon in the side with a heavy hit. The Zora went flying over the sand, landing in the surf and tumbling several feet further into the waves with a splash. Link heard the crowd cheer, though he was unsure of whether it was in support of him or in disappointment at Sidon's apparent defeat (Celessa's voice was clearly audible over the rest), yet he only readied himself again.

Only seconds after Sidon hit the water, a whirlpool could be seen gathering under its surface. After a few seconds, the prince re-emerged from the ocean twirling his trident, which was now imbued with water. He swam forward, then leaped upward, aiming the trident and flow of water toward his opponent. Gripping the Boulder Breaker, Link jumped and flipped in the air, slamming the sword's thick blade into the sand, using the explosion of rising grains to stop the oncoming flow of water.

The crowd cheered again at such an amazing display of skill. Link grinned, his breath held as he watched every grain of sand and drop of water drift past him in slow motion.

I mean it, Sidon; Mipha would be really proud of you, he thought with a smile as he watched the prince slowly prepare the next thrust of his trident. Releasing his breath, the flow of time returned to normal and his grip on the stone sword began to loosen. I think it's time to end this duel. I'll forfeit and let Sidon take the win. He deserves it—

"Link! I believe in you!"

Using the blunt side of the blade, Link barely blocked the oncoming thrust of the trident. He glanced over to see his lover, cheering him on at the front of the crowd.

"Go, Link!" Zelda continued to shout. "You can win!"

Suddenly, with incredible speed, Link knocked the trident away. Turning on his heel, he swung the Boulder Breaker in a circle before bringing it upwards, much faster than any attack he had previously made during the fight. The dull blade slammed against the trident's handle, knocking it from Sidon's grip. As the Zora prince fell in the sand, the trident twirled upward before falling, landing right in Link's grip.

"And I win," Link said with a grin as Sidon sat surprised in the sand.

"Well played, my friend!" the prince exclaimed with a bright smile. "What incredible swordsmanship!"

"You had me for a second there," Link said, sticking the trident in the sand in order to hold a hand out to Sidon.

Taking it, Sidon allowed himself to be helped up, to which the crowd cheered and applauded.

"Good duel!"

"To think, we got to see the hero and prince in action!"

"I really thought the Zora prince would win!"

"Link!" the knight heard Zelda's voice call out to him through the crowd's chatter.

Turning, he looked to see her dashing in his direction. Placing the sword in the sand as well, he opened his arms for the princess to rush into.

"Oh, you did wonderfully! I knew you could win," Zelda said happily as she wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Hey, it was close," Link chuckled as he held her, watching as Celessa, Paya, and Yunobo approached.

"Man, I was really rooting for you, Prince Sidon," Celessa groaned disappointedly, causing the prince to laugh.

"Maybe next time the goddess will turn the fight in my favor," Sidon said, placing his hand on his heart. "Regardless, I appreciate your support, Celessa."

"Ah, well, you know, heh heh…" the pilgrim chuckled awkwardly.

"All right, everyone!" an old voice suddenly called out over the crowd. The people turned to see the town elder, hunched over with his hands behind his back as he walked to the front of the crowd. "I believe it's time we returned to our duties. We still have a village to maintain."

With laughter and happy banter, the villagers began to disperse from the beach, leaving just the guests present.

"Sorry if we caused a scene, Elder Rozel," Link apologized, but the elder chuckled.

"Nonsense! That was quite a show you boys put on," the elder said happily. "There are stories telling of how strong the hero and the champions were a century ago, all of which are passed down by us old people. It was hard for the young'uns to believe, but you and the prince here just proved them all to be true! It's good to see we can put our faith in you all to protect us."

"And protect you all we will," Sidon said, closing his eyes as he bowed.

"We appreciate you all," Rozel said with a nod of his head. "You enjoy the rest of your stay in Lurelin."

With that, the old man turned and walked back toward the village, leaving the group alone on the beach.

"So, did you learn anything, Yunobo?" Link asked, now holding Zelda by the waist.

"Yeah! At least, I think I did!" the Goron said excitedly, causing Riju to cling to him as he pumped his fists in order not to fall. "I see what you mean about using the size to my advantage!"

"And it should be a lot easier for you, since you're so strong," Link said, stepping away from Zelda in order to bend down and pick up the sword from the sand. After dusting sand off the blade and handle, he held it back out to Yunobo with a heave. "Just make sure you aren't around anyone when you're practicing, unless it's someone like me or Sidon."

"Right! I can do that!" Yunobo said.

"If you'd like, we can review some of what Link showed you," Sidon offered. "I actually learned quite a bit during our duel, though I would prefer to rest a while before we do."

"I'm a little jealous," Teba spoke up, coming toward the group with Tulin still sitting on his shoulders. "I wish I could've joined in, though I wonder if I'd have been able to keep up with you two."

"I have no doubt about it. You're a talented archer," Link said. "I'm sure you'd give me as much trouble as Revali did, if I'm being honest."

"Did Master Revali give you the most trouble out of all the champions?" Tulin asked from his perch atop his father's shoulders.

"He sure did thanks to his flying and accuracy with a bow," Link said nostalgically. "Though, Urbosa was a close second. She actually beat me in a duel once."

"I heard you weren't really trying," Riju chimed in. "I also heard Lady Urbosa was quite upset because of that."

All Link could do was awkwardly chuckle.

"Speaking of other champions, your words to me were most kind during our match," Sidon said as he pulled the Lightscale Trident's points out of the sand. "I'm glad to hear I remind you of my sister."

"You really remind me of her, though you're a bit more aggressive," Link said. "I'm guessing Muzu trained you to be so after Mipha's passing?"

"If I had to take a guess, yes," Sidon said, placing the trident on his back. Link nodded.

"I see. You did well, Sidon," Link said.

"If you all are going to keep training, I'd love to join in, actually," Teba requested. "If I'm going to train my son right, I need to train myself as well."

"Looks like we're doing a training day," Link chuckled. "I don't mind, but I have breakfast to cook for my princess here."

"Your princess, huh?" Celessa teased, causing Link's face to become stoic again at the realization of his mistake. Zelda blushed.

"Celessa, shush," she demanded, yet the pilgrim only giggled harder.

"No way, I have questions for you later," she teased, causing Zelda's face to go completely red.

"Breakfast, then more training for those who are joining in," Link said quickly as he took Zelda's hand. "If anyone else wants something to eat, I'll make some for you, unless you're teasing me or Zelda."

"Hey, that is not fair!" Celessa said loudly as Link began to pull Zelda back to the village.

The rest of the group chuckled to themselves before following the Hylians away from the beach.

Link ran across the sand along the water's edge, his gold-hilted broadsword in one hand and the Hylian shield on his opposite arm, both prepared for battle. Suddenly, the water began to bubble before exploding as the prince of the Zora jumped into the air, his trident ready to strike the Hylian down. Skidding to a stop, Link jumped back, allowing the trident to pierce the footprints his feet had left behind in the sand.

The moment his feet returned to the grainy earth, Link looked skyward, his brow furrowed as he located two Rito soaring in the air above him, both with bows in their talons. Moving his feet again, he dashed away from the water, a trail of arrows following close behind him. Suddenly, the sand began to rumble beneath his feet. Looking over, he spotted a boulder barrelling toward him before springing open, revealing the Goron with the Boulder Breaker in hand.

"Use the momentum…!" Yunobo yelled, still spinning on his tiny feet. "I think I've got ya—!"

Link leapt again, this time landing on the wide flat of the blade. He rode the large sword right up until Yunobo brought it to a stop. Looking at the sword still raised in his hand, the Goron's eyes widened once he saw the Hylian crouched on his sword. Jumping again, Link flipped over the white curls on Yunobo's head, tapping the top with the pommel of the sword just strong enough to be disorienting.

"You're doing well!" Link called as he landed in the sand, watching a dazed Yunobo struggle to regain his balance. "Nice work using that momentum—eh?"

His ears twitched at the sound of whistling air. Holding his breath, he looked up to see another volley of arrows raining down toward him, their motion slowed in time by Link's ability. With incredible speed, Link swung his sword, slicing every arrow that was a danger to him. Exhaling his breath, time returned to normal as pieces of arrows fell into the sand around him, only this time, a new sound could be heard. Twirling on his heel, he blocked each jab from the Lightscale Trident's flurry with his shield, each of the attacks aimed for his chest. Link chuckled.

"You're being more aggressive now that I have a shield," he grinned.

"Well, you are better equipped for defense now," the prince responded with a twinkling grin of his own.

"Oh, so you were holding back, is what you're saying?" Link asked.

Before Sidon could respond, another volley of arrows whistled toward them. Both jumped back, allowing the arrows to strike the sand right where they had been. As the group continued to duel, a little girl was watching them from afar, sitting in the sand with her knees up to her chin.

"Chief Riju! A pleasure to meet you," a melodic voice called from behind her. The little Gerudo girl looked over her shoulder to see the Rito bard from the festival the day before coming toward her. "I'm surprised to find you sitting alone here on the beach."

"You're Kass, aren't you? Forgive me if I have it wrong," Riju said politely, to which the Rito nodded his head.

"I'm honored to have my name properly remembered by the Gerudo chief," he said with a bright smile. He looked up, noticing the ongoing sparring match transpiring on the beach. "Ah, you're watching the warriors train, I see. It's a marvelous sight to behold, observing those with passion strive to become better at their craft, wouldn't you agree?"

"I would," Riju said, turning her attention back to the free-for-all. "I'd expect nothing less from any of them, seeing as they all had a hand in calming their Divine Beasts."

Kass looked down, noticing the melancholy tone in the little girl's voice.

"Do you wish to be among them?" he asked. "To take your gifted weapons in hand and wield them the way they do out there?"

The little chief didn't immediately respond. She watched as Yunobo brought his sword down, sand exploding into the air from the force of the blow, having just narrowly missed Link's blur of a body. A frown appeared on her blue lips.

"I do," she said. "Unfortunately, I have no training. Though the Gerudo tend to start young, twelve is still considered too young. It also doesn't help that I inherited the title of chief, leaving no time for training even if I was of age."

"Ah, I see," Kass said. "I find it hard to believe though, that a well-accomplished chief—and one who has also tamed a Divine Beast—would abide by such simple reasoning."

Riju sat quietly, tightening her arms around her legs.

"I don't think Buliara would allow it," she finally answered. "She's fiercely protective of me, and will only permit me to take center stage on the field of battle when no other options are available. So far, the only time that was the case was during Vah Naboris's rampage. I simply can't imagine she'd allow me to train until I'm older, which…I understand, but…"

She gazed longingly toward the intense sparring match on the beach.

"I want to start now," she said. "To train and prove myself. Many would tell me I already have, but I can't stand just sitting by anymore. Sure, I may be too young now, but I can't help but feel that by the time Buliara would finally allow me to train, it will be too late. Just like with Vah Naboris."

"Well, that is quite the predicament, isn't it?" Kass said. Riju nodded.

"I hate just sitting here," she said. At this, the Rito raised an eyebrow.

"Then don't," he said simply. Riju furrowed her brow.

"What?" she replied. "What do you mean by 'don't'?"

"Exactly what I said, my dear chief," Kass said. "If you truly wish to begin your training now, then I'd recommend starting on your own. It's a simple solution, is it not?"

"B-but I'm only twelve," Riju said. The bard laughed.

"And knowing that, I'd recommend not trying to face any monsters," he said, "but, I don't see those warriors on the beach facing down any monsters, now do I?"

At his words, Riju's fuchsite-hued eyes widened before looking back at the battle.

"You believe I can fight alongside them?" she asked.

"By Hylia, absolutely not. You'd get trampled if you tried to rush in there," the bard answered, noticeably crushing Riju's soul. "However, I do believe you'll find someone who'd be willing to at least show you the basics once it's over. I don't think it would hurt to ask, wouldn't you agree?"

"The basics?" Riju asked. The bard hummed.

"You can't play a song until you learn the notes that make it up," he said cheerfully. "As long as you're willing to learn them, that is."

"I assure you, I am," Riju said, quickly getting to her feet. The Rito raised a feathery brow.

"Why are you telling that to me? I tell stories in the art of song," he said. " I know nothing of the art of the sword."

Realizing what Kass was telling her, Riju quickly began hurrying toward the inn, only to come to a stop and turn back toward the bard.

"Do you truly think he'll train me?" she asked. "Even though I'm so young?"

Thoughtfully, as if to show he was really taking her concerns to heart, Kass looked back at the duel.

"They say that just over a century ago, the hero who pulled the Sword That Seals the Darkness from its resting place was only thirteen years of age at the time," he answered. "And, if that wasn't enough, I believe you're older than dear Tulin is, are you not?"

At the sound of Tulin's name, Riju looked up at the sky, watching as the fledgling flew through the air, using his natural gales to push him along as he aimed his bow and arrow. The Gerudo grinned.

"The princess is speaking with her companions regarding their upcoming departure from Lurelin," she said. "They plan to leave tomorrow morning, meaning that's most likely when I'll be obliged to return to Gerudo Town. I hope Link will be able to give me much guidance before then!"

With a confident smile, she dashed away, leaving the bard alone. He laughed.

"Good luck, little chief of the Gerudo," he said, looking back at the battle still raging along the shoreline. "You have quite the journey ahead of you."

...

With an exhausted sigh, Link dropped back into the sand, looking up at the drifting white clouds high in the sky above him. Placing his sword to rest in the sand, he brought his arm up to his forehead, wiping away the waterfall of sweat that fell from his bangs.

"Oh man… I don't think I have anything left in me," Yunobo called, taking a seat beside Link.

"It looks like this is where our practice for the day ends," the Zora prince declared, twirling his trident before placing it on his back.

"Are we done? Is it already over?" a young voice from above called.

Still breathing heavily, Link looked to see both airborne Rito flying downward, giving their wings a powerful flap to slow themselves before landing in the sand nearby. The moment his little talons hit the sand, the fledgling dashed forward, stopping only when he arrived at Link's side.

"Link! Link! Did I do well?"

"You did," Link chuckled, pushing himself up into a sitting position. "You almost hit me with a few arrows there. How are you feeling, Teba?"

"My limbs will feel this soreness for a while," the fledgling's father replied, stretching his wings and legs as he appeared behind his son. Humming in thought, he held the Great Eagle Bow up, inspecting its craftsmanship. "I've said it before, but this bow is far too heavy for a normal Rito to use in aerial combat properly. I had a hard time staying in the air, and yet Master Revali used this like any other Falcon Bow."

Gripping the bow's handle tighter, a grin appeared on his beak.

"It seems I have quite a bit of training to do myself moving forward," he said confidently.

"You say that, but I thought you were moving pretty well up there," Link said, stretching out his arms. "I really had to keep an eye on the both of you."

"You praise us, yet we are the ones who should be praising you," Sidon chimed in. "We were all focusing on you, and yet you managed to keep us all at bay! What magnificent skill you have. Everytime I see you in action, my amazement at your skill only intensifies."

"I wish I could've done more," Yunobo said disappointedly. "I didn't even get close to landing a hit…"

"Don't feel too bad. Everyone has to start somewhere," Teba encouraged. "If anything, training with Link is one of the best beginnings one could have."

"Yeah! Link is a great teacher!" Tulin cheered.

"I wouldn't say I'm great," Link said, grabbing his sword out of the sand in order to sheath it onto his back. "Especially with large swords like that; they aren't my specialty. Keep practicing so you can convince Bludo to teach you properly when you head back to the mountain."

"I'll do my best," Yunobo proclaimed, pumping his fist into the air.

"Well, I believe Tulin and I will be calling it a day, at least training-wise," Teba said, placing a wing on his son's head. "We have a long flight tomorrow, so we can't tire ourselves out today."

"I believe I should also be done," Sidon agreed. "I and the rest of the Zora need to be ready to leave tomorrow as well."

"I've got a long roll ahead of me, too," Yunobo said. "Lurelin sure is far from Death Mountain."

"Right, we're leaving tomorrow," Link said thoughtfully. With a stolid expression, he looked out over the ocean before him. "That means the start of the final trial."

"A trial you'll complete with ease," Sidon said, leaning down to place a hand on his shoulder. "I wish you the best of luck, my friend."

"We all do," Teba added, with Tulin and Yunobo agreeing in cheer. Looking back, Link smiled at them.

"Thanks," he said, smiling. "I appreciate it."

Returning his smile, Sidon pulled his hand away.

"Well then, I believe I shall see you all around dinner," he said, dusting the sand from his scales.

After giving their temporary farewells, the group headed away from the beach and back into the village. Once they were out of sight, Link stretched and leaned back, lying on the sand once more.

I wonder how many floors I'll have to go through this time, he thought. I'm sure I'll be in there even longer than the last two times.

His eyes reflected the clouds that passed overhead, though his mind was filled with wisps of memories of the trials. Soon, a small smile appeared on his lips.

I've got this, he said. This time, Zelda will be seeing me off. That alone will get me through any trial the Master Sword could ever throw at me. Still, I'd hate it if she stayed in the forest waiting for me to return. The leaf bed Pepp made was nice, but I'd rather Zelda went home and waited in comfort. I hope she'll be alright staying in Hateno by herself for some time…

With a hum, he looked over at the Hylian Shield, resting on the sand next to him, its front glistening in the sunlight.

"Excuse me," a young girl's voice suddenly said.

At the call, Link flinched and sat up, looking behind him to see a small Gerudo looking down at him.

"Riju! Hey," he said, dusting sand out of his ponytail.

"Good afternoon. I'm surprised you didn't hear me coming," the chief teased. "I wasn't trying to be sneaky."

"No, I usually would. I was just a little lost in thought," Link answered. Crossing his legs and placing a hand on his knee, he gave her a small smile. "What's up? You came looking for me for a reason, right?"

"As a matter of fact, I did," Riju said. Reaching back, she unsheathed the gold-hilted scimitar and pulled the jewel-encrusted circular shield off of her back. "I was hoping you could…show me how to use these."

"You want to learn to fight?" Link asked. "I dunno, Riju…"

"You were showing Yunobo how to use the Boulder Breaker, right?" Riju persisted. "And Tulin was out here training as well! I shouldn't be any different."

"Tulin had his father around, and Yunobo is an adult," Link said. "I…think Buliara would kill me if I showed you how to use a sword."

"I won't tell her, I swear it to you," Riju pleaded. "I… I can't simply sit back and watch everyone else get stronger, while I sit here unchanging."

Link frowned, giving the little girl a guilty look.

"Riju…" he said in a low tone. "You're only twelve. You should be able to enjoy your childhood like any other. Buliara told me that before we went off to face Naboris—"

"You say that; however, I'm not a child like any other, am I?" Riju interrupted. "I know what Buliara wants for me, but…I am the chief of the Gerudo, I am the one who had to go and stop Naboris, and I am the one you gifted this sword and shield to—the weapons of my ancestor, Lady Urbosa."

She looked down at her weapons before meeting Link's eyes.

"What I want is to get stronger, even if it's just the basics for now," she said. "Just like you, just like Tulin, just like everyone else. I won't tell Buliara, so please. Teach me."

Link gave her a firm look. The two regarded each other in silence before Link sighed. Reaching over, he took his shield and placed it on his back before standing.

"The moment you start, there is no going back," he said. "The weight of the sword isn't light; not because of its actual weight, but because of the responsibility it carries. Tulin may be training, but he doesn't quite understand that yet. You, though… You're mature enough to understand that burden, and you shouldn't have to bear it. Not yet, at least. Enjoy being a child just a little while longer, okay?"

"But, Link…" Riju pleaded, but Link simply smiled.

"Come on, I'm about to start preparing dinner," he said. "Why don't you come help me set up? It is your last day here, so you might as well have some fun. I can teach you how to cook something—"

"I was told that a hundred years ago, you pulled the Sword That Seals the Darkness from its resting place," the Gerudo cut in, looking down at the Scimitar of the Seven, "and since then, you've done nothing but fight for those you're responsible for. You were only thirteen."

Link furrowed his brow.

"I already live with that weight—the responsibility of having others depend on me," she continued. "I need not a sword to carry that burden, for my title alone demands it. This sword would only help balance that weight…to help me manage more than I could before."

She gazed at her reflection in the golden hilt before looking up at Link again, her eyes silently conveying her message.

"Where did you hear about that?" Link asked, yet Riju said not a word.

Again, he stared at her for a time before taking a deep breath. He took a few steps back, putting some distance between himself and the girl. Riju's face fell, assuming he had rejected her plea again, yet her eyes widened the moment Link unsheathed his sword.

"The first thing you need to understand when it comes to using a sword is your form and your stance," he said. "I'm sure using a scimitar is a little different than the broadsword I'm using now, but it's the most basic lesson I can teach you."

After stretching out his arms, he held his sword and shield at the ready. Riju stared at him for a moment until he tilted his head. Giving a little "oh!" in realization, Riju mimicked his stance. Nodding, Link dropped his fighting stance and walked closer to her.

"Tense your lower stomach," he said as he circled her, inspecting her stance. "That's where most of your stability comes from. It's your center of balance. Now, widen your legs, spread that weight across your body…there we go. Relax your shoulders and your grip, otherwise you'll be too stiff… Well, don't relax that much. A little more tension. More… More… perfect, just like that. Now—"

Planting himself at her side, he readied his sword again.

"—I like to use a few basic swings, and I want you to mimic them, alright?" he continued. Holding his arm out, he began to slowly swing his sword, allowing for Riju to watch. "So first you outstretch, and you swing left, then right, left again, and then for extra power, I spin and swing for a last time."

Taking a step forward, he gave a slow spin with his sword before lowering it and stepping back. Noticing his gesture for her to try, Riju did as she was told, swinging left, right, left, and then giving an admittedly awkward spin, one that made her slightly stumble at the end. Link laughed.

"The sword starts off pretty light, but it gets heavier the longer you hold it, doesn't it?" he asked. "You'll get stronger with time. Normally I'd have you do some exercises first, maybe make you climb a few trees or so, but I only have you for this afternoon, don't I? Come on, do them again."

For a while, that's all Riju did, swinging her sword in the same order. Though she felt the exhaustion creeping up, she continued to swing, right up until Link finally told her to stop.

"Alright," he said, holding out a hand.

"Are you going to teach me something else?" Riju asked, trying to pretend she wasn't out of breath. Link shook his head.

"Nope. You're gonna do the same drill," he said, now stepping in front of her. This time, he readied his shield. "Except now, you're gonna attack me."

"What? Are you sure that's a smart idea?" Riju asked. Link laughed.

"If you actually manage to land a blow on me, I'll be really surprised," he said. Raising his sword, he tapped the surface of the blade against his shield. "Let's go. Come at me."

Furrowing her brow in concentration, Riju swung her scimitar, only to be blocked not by Link's shield, but his sword.

"You're gonna have to try harder than that," he said. "Your goal is to at least hit the shield. Again, and keep going. I believe in you."

At this, Riju grinned, preparing to swing again.

"Here I come!"

"—meaning you'll be coming along then?" Zelda asked the reporter, who was scribbling in her notes as they walked down the pathways of Lurelin. "To the forest, I mean?"

"Absolutely," Traysi confirmed. "You've managed to verify who you are, but for Link to be the knight of a hundred years ago—"

"Traysi…"

"This 'Great Deku Tree' would be an amazing source!" the reporter exclaimed. "Plus, it's not every day you get to meet a forest spirit. There is no harm in me coming along and you know it."

"There isn't. I understand," Zelda sighed. "You could have just admitted that's why you wished to go instead of conjuring up a secondhand excuse."

"My concerns with Link aren't simply secondhand," Traysi corrected, dotting the last sentence of her notes before closing her notebook. "It's also a chance to see The Sword That Seals the Darkness, isn't it? That would be all the proof I need."

"If that's the case, I'd say Link had an easier time going through your verification process than I did," Zelda teased.

"You only say that because you had to deal with me for longer," Traysi shot back before looking up at the sky, the clouds a fiery orange in the setting sun. "It's starting to get a little late. I hope Link is cooking soon…"

"To doubt his identity, only to then want him to cook for you," Zelda giggled. The reporter frowned.

"Just because I doubt he's a century old knight doesn't mean I do the same with his cooking skills," she fumed. "He's a good chef, and it'd be nice to have a good night's meal before we set off tomorrow. Speaking of that chef, there he is now."

At this, Zelda looked toward the beach, her eyes landing upon Link's figure as he approached, carrying a little girl on his back.

"Link, welcome back," the princess greeted. "I thought it was strange you hadn't returned with the others. Is that Riju? Is she asleep?"

"Yeah," Link said, coming to a stop in front of the two women. "She wanted me to teach her a few things."

"Teach her? In the way of the sword?" Zelda asked. "I hope Buliara doesn't mind. She's very protective of Riju, you know."

"Trust me, I know," Link said. "I know Buliara wants her to enjoy the last drops of childhood she has, having become chief so young and all, but…she wouldn't take no for an answer. Hopefully she keeps her word and won't tell Buliara."

"I see. Did you have her pick a few apples before showing her anything?" Zelda asked. "If not, I find that very unfair."

"Hey, there aren't any apple trees around here," Link chuckled. "Maybe I could've had her climb a palm tree and grab a coconut or something."

"And risk her falling? Buliara would really be displeased with you then," Zelda said.

"Do you want me to make it fair or not?" Link laughed. "It's fine. She worked really hard today to make up for it. I'm proud of her."

"Is it alright for her to already be sleeping, though?" Zelda asked, getting a better look at the exhausted chief. "She hasn't eaten yet, has she?"

"I'll wake her up once dinner is done," Link said, glancing back at her. "She's gonna be sore tomorrow, so this is the last bit of easy sleep she'll have for a few days."

"Oh dear, I hope the pain isn't too much for her. I had a miserable time," Zelda said, reaching out to adjust a few loose strands of red hair covering Riju's closed eyes.

Watching their conversation unfold, the reporter hummed.

"You two really are the perfect couple, aren't you?" she asked. "If I didn't know any better, I'd have thought she was your child with how you're both acting."

"You think so?" Zelda asked curiously.

"I don't really see her like a daughter or anything, though," Link said, looking back at Riju. "She's more like…a little sister than anything else. She reminds me of my own little sister from before the calamity."

"Well, if she's anything like what you've told me about Aryll, then Riju looks up to her older brother," Zelda said with a gentle smile. "You'd better stay a good role model for her."

"I'll do my best," Link smiled. "I'm going to put her down before starting dinner. Any recommendations?"

"Oh, that spicy dish you made yesterday was pretty good," Traysi commented as the three began heading down the road toward the inn. "I wouldn't mind having more of that."

"I'll check and see how many more peppers I have," Link said. "If I have enough, then sure."

With that, they continued on, off to join the others for their final evening in Lurelin Village.