To Capture the Heart of a Hero

Chapter 61 – Collapse

"Ah, so that's how it is…" Ashei mumbled, her gaze trailing off into the far distance.

"That's how it is," Zelda agreed plainly. She allowed her shoulders to fall a bit as she sighed. She soon rested her hand on the balustrade of the balcony.

After entering her "most recent fit of depression" (as Ashei had so eloquently put it), the Princess had invited the Knight up to the balcony to discuss the troubles that recently plagued her. This time around, the greatest topics of discussion were the recent Bulblin encounter and her fallout with Shad. Fortunately, despite being a bit blunt and dismissive at times, Ashei was a good listener. And if there were two things she claimed to know well, it was handling Bulblins and handling Shad.

"It's not surprising that you spooked him like that," Ashei mused with a shrug. "Shad's been keeping his nose down in books for too long. He must have forgotten the intensity of battle somewhere along the way."

"I don't blame him," Zelda responded, her voice ringing hollow. "If anything, he simply saw me for who I was."

"A brave warrior who steps up and saves lives?"

"No, someone who was far too eager to get blood on her hands."

"If you ask me, there's not much of a difference there," Ashei said with another shrug. "Don't be too hard on yourself, Zelda. You did the right thing."

"I don't regret my choices," Zelda clarified. "And if a similar situation arose again, I would gladly repeat them. It's just a shame that he did not feel the same way."

"I get it," the Knight responded sympathetically. "It can be hard when someone you're close to looks at you like that, yeah? It almost feels like a betrayal."

Zelda pursed her lips before giving a slight nod. Ashei may have been rather reserved when it came to sharing her empathy, but in this moment, it felt like she understood Zelda perfectly. Even now, the Princess could still recall the scholar's terrified expression as he gazed upon her. It was enough to give her shivers.

"Has anyone ever looked at you like that, Ashei?"

The Knight glanced up as she thought about it. "A handful of times, but never from someone terribly close to me. Most people see me for who I am before they dare to get close, and by that point, they know better," she finished with a laugh.

Zelda frowned once more. She wished that she had someone who could understand her. Someone who could approach her without losing their nerve. But maybe Zelda was wishing for fantasies. Maybe she just needed to realize that this was who she was. A fire which burned bright for Hyrule's sake, but it burned all those who drew close to her too.

What a pitiable existence I lead, Zelda thought miserably.

She lived for her people. Her Kingdom. Her father and everything that their family valued. And Zelda was certain that this would never change. She only wished that her life wasn't so difficult because of it.

Noticing the solemn expression on the Princess's face, Ashei soon grew somber as well. "Anyway, I'm sorry to hear about that, Zelda. I really am."

"It's fine," Zelda dismissed her, all while bottling her emotions as best she could. "If it wasn't meant to be, then it is best to let it go and move on."

"Brave words," Ashei noted with raised eyebrows. "It's still a shame though. Feels like this sort of thing has been happening to you a lot recently. I guess romance just ain't your thing, yeah?"

Zelda scowled a bit, noting the innocent playfulness in the Knight's words. "You're one to talk," she teased her back.

"I'm wise enough to know when it's better to just leave well-enough alone," Ashei corrected her. "Men are trouble, yeah? I say why bother with them."

"A sentiment I wish I could share, but alas, my title keeps it from me," Zelda said with a sigh. "Although, it is not entirely my duty that compels me. Personally, I do wish to marry someday. To find love and love in return. I do not want to be alone, after all. Don't you feel the same?"

Ashei quickly frowned, just as she always did whenever the topic of romance was thrust onto her. She soon began to blush before forcing her eyes away. "I mean…I wouldn't mind…someday…finding a man who can stand me…"

Zelda nearly giggled at the reticence of both her expression and words. For the first time since their conversation started, she lightly smiled. "I'm sure there are plenty of men out there who can fit that criteria. Believe it or not, Ashei, you really aren't as cold or intimidating as you like to suggest."

Ashei blushed even more as she scowled. She had not expected the conversation to become so fully focused on herself, and it clearly tortured her. "I'm capable of being as rough, intimidating, and unapproachable as I need to be at any given moment. Do not forget that."

"Of course," Zelda replied innocently. "But you're kind-hearted and friendly too. Believe me, after all of these years spent in your company, I would know."

More blushes and scowls followed the first. Ashei was desperate for a retort, and she soon found one. "You'll see. Perhaps I should consider pursuing Shad myself. I'll happily show him a woman that he should truly be afraid of."

Zelda raised her brow in mild surprise, but her expression soon settled into a pleasant smile. "If that is what you wish, then go with my blessing."

By this point, Ashei was nearly gnashing her teeth. "No, that's not—I didn't mean to—Ugh! You're impossible…"

"Forgive me," Zelda teased. "I'm just trying to lighten my heart a bit. And your sour expressions are always so amusing."

"I need to consider applying for work at another castle," Ashei mumbled before glaring at the setting sun. Zelda lightly giggled.

The two of them stood in silence, content to stare at the orange sky for a moment. However, the peace didn't last for long. Ashei's metallic ensemble of armor clanged together as she whipped her head behind them.

"Someone approaches," she revealed quietly. "Come out and show yourself already!"

Zelda glanced back as well, only to find a Hero with a guilty expression walking towards them. He smiled as he raised his hands into the air.

"It's just me," he announced humbly. "Always so hostile, aren't you, Ashei?"

The Knight grinned before giving the Princess a look, as if to say "See? Men do find me dangerous." Zelda merely rolled her eyes before greeting the Hero properly.

"Good evening, Link. To what do we owe the pleasure?"

Link seemed a bit surprised by her welcoming tone, but he answered her regardless. "I just wanted to stop in and talk. I heard about the recent Bulblin attack, and, well, what happened afterwards…"

"Ah," Zelda realized, her smile faltering. "I see."

Before Link had a chance to ask if she had time to see him, and before Zelda had the chance to even consider his company, it seemed that Ashei was insistent on using this moment to make her escape.

"Perfect timing!" she exclaimed, her grin growing wide. "We were just discussing that, but perhaps your company would be better than my own. After all, you're far more comforting than I am, yeah? I'll happily take my leave."

Link felt confused and looked like he wanted to argue, but the next thing he knew the Knight strode towards him. She paused once she reached him and playfully punched him in the shoulder.

"You deal with her for a while," she hissed into his ear.

And just like that, Ashei took her departure. Link could only stare after her and wonder what had riled her into such a mood. Although, knowing Ashei, he figured it could be anyone's guess.

"Well, that was abrupt, but not unexpected," Zelda mused to herself. Link turned back to find her smiling. Before long, he felt himself smiling too.

"What did you say to her?"

"Such things that if I were to relay them now, I am certain that she would have both of our heads. So perhaps I shall just keep them to myself."

Link chuckled. It was always nice to have an innocent laugh at the Knight's expense, if only because she enjoyed teasing everyone around her.

"Is it okay if I join you out here?" he asked humbly.

"Of course, Link. You will always be welcome to share my company."

Noting her gracious smile, Link happily joined her by the balustrade. He casually leaned against it, admiring the view as he tried to think of what to say.

"Um-"

They both paused before turning to each other. Apparently, the two of them had tried to speak up at the exact same time.

Link looked embarrassed. "I'm sorry-"

"No, please, go ahead," Zelda insisted, looking a little shy as well.

Link swallowed and nodded. "Well, like I said, I just wanted to talk to you and make sure you're okay after everything that happened. Um…but is it true that you've already talked to Ashei about it?"

"I have," she answered simply.

"Oh." Link looked down, feeling even more embarrassed. Sometimes he forgot that Zelda already had a close friend in Ashei, and that she was always in proximity to the castle. "I guess that I didn't need to come then."

"Nonsense," Zelda said with a quick shake of her head. "The fact that you chose to come at all speaks volumes. And it sets my heart at ease, too."

Link smiled as he felt overwhelmed with guilt. He had come here in order to comfort her, so why was she the one comforting him? Despite Ashei's faith in him, he couldn't help but wonder if he was actually terrible at this sort of thing.

The Hero soon shook his head. No, now wasn't the time for self-doubt. He had come here in order to help Zelda, darn it, and that was all he needed to focus on.

"I'm sorry to hear about what happened," he said softly. "Bulblins have been scarce ever since the Twilight Invasion ended, so it's rather surprising to hear that they appeared so suddenly like that."

"Surprising, but not impossible," Zelda agreed with a solemn nod. "Fortunately, I was prepared, and while I wouldn't consider it an effortless battle, I was grateful to know that no one was harmed."

"Including you?" Link inquired.

"Not a scratch," she assured him.

"Thank goodness," Link breathed, looking a little relieved. "It truly is fortunate that you were there."

"That's what everyone seems to agree upon." And it was here that Zelda started to show the first signs of the sorrow which plagued her heart. Her light smile casually collapsed into a frown, and her tone lost just a touch of its mirth. Small signs that would have been imperceptible to someone who didn't know the Princess well.

Naturally, Link noticed them both.

"I'm sorry to hear about what happened with Shad as well," he continued. "I honestly thought that you two were happy together…but, I get it."

Zelda cast him a curious look. "You 'get it'?" she repeated.

Link was quick to clarify. "I understand why you separated. The two of you just weren't right for each other."

Zelda nodded before looking away. "That's one way of putting it."

"But…it was more than that too," Link continued bravely. "It's difficult to be a Princess, isn't it? I don't think I ever truly understood that, but…I understand it now." The Hero paused, sighing a bit. Sometimes he felt so clumsy with his words. "Zelda, just know that I…I'm sorry if there's ever a time where I don't understand you as well as I should."

Zelda quickly turned back to him, feeling stunned by his words. She never expected him to pick up on something like this. The troubles of her title. Thoughts that had been plaguing her mind not even ten minutes prior. How did he know? How did he always seem to know what was weighing on her mind? Weighing on her heart? She wasn't sure. All she knew was that his words strongly resonated with her. They always did.

It wasn't long before her stunned expression turned into one of pure gratitude. "Believe me, Link. I feel that you understand me better than most."

The Hero smiled bashfully, turning his gaze to the sky during the hour of twilight. He fell silent for a moment, as if he was lost in thought. Fortunately, he was willing to share what was on his mind.

"I'm sure Midna would have been better though. She was a Princess too, after all. She would probably understand your duties and troubles far better than I ever could. Far better than anyone could."

Zelda took a moment to entertain the thought. "Perhaps, but I wouldn't say it with absolute certainty. Midna may have been a Princess, but in my opinion, she seemed far from a traditional one."

Link's lips cracked into a smile. "That's true."

"And I'm not sure how much help she would be at times like this. She wasn't exactly the most comforting presence in the world."

"Also true."

The two of them shared a glance at each other and laughed. Even though months had passed, the memory of their long-departed friend was still fresh in their minds. She likely always would be.

"I wish I could find a way to let the two of you talk again," Link said with a small smile. "If nothing else, she could potentially serve as a distraction from any troubles you're experiencing."

Like an unwelcome prick on her shoulder, Zelda was suddenly reminded of her promise to aid the Hero in his quest to reunite with the Twilight Princess. "I'm sure I will. You and I both, after we set aside some time at the library again."

Link produced a warm smile. "You're a good friend."

Zelda went to smile back, but winced a bit as she felt the prick on her left shoulder again. She then paused. Wait, hadn't she imagined that first prick? What was going on?

"Do you think that Midna ever has trouble with courtship?" Link continued, unaware of her plight. "Personally, I think it's difficult to imagine her settling down."

Zelda winced again, and this time reached for her shoulder. This wasn't just her imagination. She was truly experiencing an unpleasant pain there. She soon glanced down, pulling her dress away from her collar so she could see her skin.

The color quickly drained from her face. For there, clear as day, rested a black mark. No, it was more than a mark. It was an ancient magical symbol, intricately inked into her very skin. She recognized it instantly. It was the same mark that had been placed upon her by the Bulblin witch before she fled, and it was now flaring to life as if it had never faded to begin with…

Suddenly, Zelda felt a little lightheaded. With one hand on her shoulder and one on her temple, she started to sway while her legs went numb.

"Zelda?" Link called out, clearly noticing her uneasiness by now. "Zelda, what's wrong?"

"The witch," she murmured as she felt her thoughts turn to mush. "Black…symbol…"

It was here that the Princess's legs finally gave out and she collapsed. Fortunately, the Hero was already on top of it, pulling her into his arms before she even had the slightest chance of hitting the floor. Once she was secure, Link merely stared at her limp body, feeling stunned and frightened.

"Zelda?" he asked timidly. "Zelda…?"

It was no use. She was completely unconscious.

Link cursed, trying to make sense of this situation. Why had the Princess suddenly collapsed like that? Was she possibly feeling ill? He soon reached out and checked her forehead for a temperature, but he found no heat there. If anything, she almost felt cold to the touch.

No, there had to be more to it than that. Link was sure of it. Illness never worked that fast, and besides, Zelda had seemed completely fine right up until the moment she closed her eyes.

No, wait…Zelda had mumbled something, hadn't she? Something about a witch and a…

A black symbol…

With wide eyes, Link caught a glimpse of it. Something dark poking out of the Princess's dress near her collar bone. Swallowing, Link pulled the fabric back, only to curse again. He immediately recognized it as magical in nature. Not only did it exude a surprising amount of malice through its appearance, but its design was so intricate that it almost seemed to shimmer as he stared at it. It was as if the tiny strokes which made up the symbol slithered like serpents, dancing for his amusement. Within seconds, he could feel himself becoming lost in such a mesmerizing illusion…

With a defiant shake of his head, Link forced his gaze away. He was unversed in magic and studying such a mark would do him no good. What he really needed to do was make sure that Zelda was okay and get her some help.

Clenching his teeth, Link properly scooped the sleeping Princess into his arms. Once he was certain that he had a firm hold on her, he made a mad dash through the halls. All the while, he desperately prayed that she was all right.

Oh, weird. That strange black mark that the Bulblin witch placed on Zelda seems to be affecting her somehow. Huh. How odd. Well, I'm sure it's nothing :)

In other news, I have a small announcement! Starting with this chapter, this story will once again be returning to a weekly release format! That means that I should be able to upload a new chapter once a week, from here all the way up until when the fic is finished! Here's to hoping I can keep this schedule and actually finish this fic by the end of the year :)