With a sigh, the Twilit Princess seated herself in her throne while staring down at the floor. Lifting her left hand, she stared at the back of it, eyes following the cerulean pattern of markings up her dark skin. For the most part, however, she stared at the back of her hand, as if she were just expecting the mundane mark of the triforce appear on her skin. It never would though, despite her raving imaginations – it was all too obvious she had stared at Link’s hand for far too long when they still were together.
And then she took back her thoughts. She had been trying for the past month to not even think of his name. But yet it popped into her mind again. She broke her own rule. Silently, she shed a tear whilst staring down at her advisors. Luckily, none of them noticed. Quickly, the princess departed from the hall, escaping to her own room.