OH JEEZ THAT SCENARIO WHERE ZELDA CALLED LINK REPLACABLE RIPPED ME A BEW ONE PLEASE CONTINUE IT OH GOD APOLOGIZE ZELDA FUC
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It seemed like months, but in reality it was only almost two short weeks since Link grew cold to Zelda after her fit of rage. She didn’t realize just how much she valued him and his company until it was no longer there. Going on excursions to the shrines was no longer fun and she often looked over her shoulder in hopes she’d see his broad back towards her as he guarded her with his life. Nonetheless, she was disappointed each time.
She couldn’t handle not being on good terms with her best friend anymore, so she set out to the training grounds where she knew he would be. Her eyes stung as she thought back to her comments, calling him useless and replaceable. Both of which were terms used to describe Link oppositely. Link was their most dependable and hardworking knight– there wasn’t a day that he didn’t train or help. She had to make things right.
As the sound of the wooden training swords clacked against each other, Zelda’s mouth grew more and more dry. With his back to her, Link only knew of her presence when his sparring partner tilted his chin towards her direction. Link looked over his shoulder and scowled, but provided the princess with her desired audience.
Link grabs the towel handed to him by his partner and without a word, he dropped to a knee and bowed respectfully, awaiting her message. “Link…” she began with a shaky voice. “Please stand…” He complies with a deep sigh and looks to read her face. She does the same, noting the still-present resentment, and bites her lip. “I– I’m so sorry for…for what I said.” Link rolls his eyes and shifts his weight onto one leg.
The princess clenches her fists anxiously and presses on. “My anger is and never will be an excuse for the offense I’ve caused, but–” she chokes on her words, trying to suppress her sobs. “But I did not mean what I said. You are far from replaceable, Link…You are my best friend, and I’ve missed you terribly…” Zelda trails off and looks to her feet. “I understand you may not forgive me any time soon…or ever…but I am sincerely, and deeply, sorry.”
She sniffles, hiding her flushed face from the man before her. She hears him sigh once more, scoff a bit, and shift in his place. Expecting him to be gone, she opens her eyes and is met with a towel being pressed to her nose firmly. Link pinches and wiggles his hand a bit, before pulling the towel away, folding it, and pressing it gently to her cheek to wipe the tears she unknowingly shed. “You are not a pretty crier,” he laughs softly. “You’ve got boogers everywhere.” Zelda smiles and embraces him tightly, pressing her face into his chest. “Hey, I’m sweaty,” he protests, but she only held him tighter.