Hello all! I’m sorry to put drama on your dashboards, but yesterday some information was brought to me and I need to be entirely clear and open about some things in order to protect myself, and hopefully to protect you guys too.
I have only one character in the game, Syrena Kalihd, and that will never change.
I am not Selene Kalihd (also known as @jaybartram / @princess-zeldaluna / Zelda Luna), and I have no ties whatsoever to this person. They are a pathological liar who lies and manipulates to knowingly and purposefully take character appearances and names, and then attempts to paint themselves as an innocent and unwitting party to gain sympathy. After the recent occurrence of someone making a duplicate of a character named Empress Quistis and using the false blog to slander that person’s name by sending hateful messages, I am more than a little wary of people taking other people’s character names and faces, and I feel I need to make it 100% clear that they are someone who made a willful decision to copy me, and they are not in any way an alt or secondary character of mine.
I am not someone who feels that similarities in character appearance warrant upset; the ffxiv character creator is fairly limited, and coincidental similarities or even duplicates are to be expected. But an active attempt to copy my character’s appearance and name is something that I’m uncomfortable with, and I am made even more uncomfortable by the fact that when questioned, Zelda claimed she doesn’t know me/has never seen me/did not copy me, despite that all of this is clearly untrue.
I will be presenting evidence; not because I am upset at the copying, but because I am upset at the lying, double dealing, and manipulation this person has exhibited, and I need to prove that this is not a coincidental similarity.
The Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild covers Game Informer for March + Gets a Huge Set of New Details
Game Informer announced earlier today that the highly anticipated, The Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild for Nintendo Switch and Wii U, will cover their magazine for March, 2017. The cover features Zelda and Link together, holding the Master Sword.
Elsewhere, Game Informer unloaded tons of details about Breath of the Wild for everyone to know before the release.
It really has been. I think I’ve wandered around for an additional 5 years since waking up before finally getting here. And I only came here cause someone at the edge of the map told me they can’t help until I talk to you. Other than that, no one really cared that I was doing nothing to save Hyrule all this time.
A/N: first chapter! Read the prologue first, if you are a new reader!
The morning following her arrival to Hateno Village, after giving him a kiss on his brow, Zelda left a deeply asleep Link to get acquainted with her new place of residence.
Clad in her more comfortable blouse, pants and boots, she wandered through the winding road up the hill, until she could reach a height at which she could observe the whole place.
The sight brought a satisfying smile to her face.
It’s amazing how Hateno has changed! It was a small settlement a hundred years ago, now it’s bursting with life and activity. Link's house is one of the oldest ones - it was about to be demolished, can you believe it?
She kept walking, reaching the premises of the Laboratory, with the intention of greeting its colorful resident.
Despite her extremely youthful appearance, Zelda recognized the sheikah scientist - her glasses gave her away.
‘Goddesses, Purah, what happened to you?!’, Zelda gasped in shock, hands covering her open mouth.
‘Occupational hazards, Princess’, the tiny child-woman said, shrugging and giving her a cheery wink. ‘Good to see you again!’
'Likewise. I came to see how you were faring’, Zelda informed her, ‘and to ask if you could see how my Sheikah slate is working’.
Purah checked the device thoroughly while she explained the Princess her findings on the past century - she was not scant on the details of her accident.
‘It’s perfectly fine, but some upgrades wouldn’t hurt’, she explained, tapping the screen. 'Go back to Link's and see if he has spare parts’.
‘How do you know I’m at his house?’, Zelda asked.
'Symin went out and brought some gossip on how Hateno’s newest mystery resident arrived with a lady in a white dress on the back of his horse’, Purah explained, gesticulating with excitement. 'Besides the black fog at the castle faded in a burst of light the other day. You don’t have to be a genius to assume you both defeated the Calamity!’
'Which is true’, Zelda assured. 'I wouldn’t be here if we hadn’t, would I?’
'Sure thing! But in all honesty, I think people probably think you just got hitched’, she chuckled, with a cheery grin, 'white dresses can be misleading!’
The Princess’ face looked as a freshly mined ruby.
'Purah, I will return later with the materials’ - Zelda dashed to the door - 'I need to fix this misunderstanding!’
Zelda didn’t even have to open the door, for Link smashed it open. He waved to the scientists.
'I was looking for you’ - he grabbed her hand, taking her with him - ‘Come with with me’. He seemed a bit upset.
'I know I should have let you know where I was going’, she recognized, letting herself be guided by him. 'Where are we going?’
Zelda looked to the village as they approached it. There was a small crowd gathered near the general store. Immediately an idea popped in her head.
'A-are you going to introduce me…’, she asked nervously. ’…to the people?’
He nodded, smiling widely.
'What are we going to tell them?’, she asked, trying to find the words to explain easily who was her and how she got there.
She squinted at him, not sure if he was going to tell an abridged version of the facts, or actually the whole story.
Before she could even muster a word to introduce herself, Link surprised her.
‘This is Zelda’, he presented her, 'she is living with me from now on, as my permanent roommate. Be nice to her, please, she is new to many things’.
No more details. A very Link introduction for sure. Only one thing made her iffy.
People kindly greeted her, giving her a warm welcome. Some people even gave her gifts, mostly prepared meals and flowers.
Once she knew all the names, both returned home.
'Permanent roommate? Seriously?’, Zelda asked, certainly upset, leaving the gifts on the table. 'What kind of concept is that?’
'I’m sorry, but what else would I say to them?’ - he shrugged- ‘We’re not newlyweds, like some people thought, and they already know mostly everything about you but your name’.
'What do they know about me?’, she asked startled, worried about his answer.
'I’ve been running around all the corners of Hyrule for months, talking more and to more people than I ever had in my entire life’, he informed her. ‘Most folks in Hyrule know about me and my mission’ - he sighed, drooping his shoulders - 'go figure out the rest’.
'And I was thinking how fantastic would be a life in anonymity, at least for a while’, she sighed in resignation.
I had a really eventful morning. Not only I was able to catch up with the findings of a very rejuvenated Purah - my Sheikah slate is in dire need of updates in comparison to Link’s - but I was also introduced to the villagers by my “permanent roommate” - a term coined by Link to describe our current living status, which I find uncomfortable, to say the least, considering all that has transpired between us.
After lunch, Zelda went to the Lab to upgrade her slate, and wandered around, trying its new features.
I am amazed by the upgrade features! I am out of words by the compendium. I’m so eager to complete it; I might be able to add something new if I am lucky enough to discover a creature or a stone.
The rustle of grass took her eyes away from her writing. She already knew who it was.
'What do you want, permanent roommate?’, she asked, closing her notepad, not even turning to face him. 'I’m busy with my research’.
‘You aren’t. You always do that thing when you are mad’, he noted, 'You shut yourself away, not telling why you are acting like that’ - he sat on the grass next to her - ‘I’m not leaving until you explain yourself’.
‘Your poor choice of words when explaining our relationship to the villagers’. She cut straight to the point.
And then it dawned on him. Zelda heard the slapping noise of his hand against his face and a troubled groan.
‘I’m sorry’, he apologized in a pitiful tone, ‘I didn’t mean it; I thought it described well out situation’.
‘I know’, she acknowledged, turning to face him, ‘That’s why I went to be grumpy on my own. I can be petty if I want to’.
‘I do remember that’.
‘It’s not just that though… I thought people didn’t know who I was’, Zelda commented, playing with the grass blades. ‘I wanted a fresh start, to do whatever I wanted, specially researching’
'No one is telling you what to do now, but’ - he stroked her hair- 'you are who you are, and you can’t rub that off you…You can be a scholar, and still fulfill your royal duties’.
'Let’s go back home’, he requested, offering his hand for her to stand up, 'I made you cake’.
'Sounds like a good plan’, she observed, holding his hand.
They walked hand in hand back home, silently, stealing glances.
Once home, she realized that next to the cake was a beautiful notebook, covered in leather.
'I forgot to give you your birthday gift last night’, he admitted, handing her the item, 'I thought you might want to continue your research in a proper logbook’.
Her eyes widened, with a spark of glee shining on her emerald irises, and a wide smile graced her lips. Her priceless reaction made him feel extremely rewarded.
'Goddesses, it’s fantastic!’, she shouted, examining it, ‘Thank you’ -she held the notebook against her heart- 'this means so much to me’.
He just remained silent, cheeks tinted red.
‘I have a lot of research to do’, she told him coyly, tapping the hard-covered notebook. 'I consider you have the qualifications required to be my assistant… What do you think?’
‘As long as it doesn’t involve eating raw hot-footed frogs’ - he made a disgusted gesture - ‘I accept’.
His answer compelled her to give him a big kiss on the cheek.
This is the first, albeit unofficial entry in this log. I have to catch up not only with a hundred years of research, but also with all the people who remain from our past and present. Link will join me in this quest, not only as my guardian and assistant, but also as something else - to my surprise, this logbook had a charming dedication, perhaps added after a misunderstanding we had during the day, related precisely about our relationship status:
The Zelda who appears in Breath of the Wild is the
thirteenth in her line, and the twelve Zeldas before her were tasked with
dealing with the calamity that has become known as “Ganon,” the first
instance of which occurred ten thousand years ago. Since then, the people in
Hyrule have learned how to predict its inevitable recurrence, although they
don’t quite seem to understand the nuances of the method necessary to combat it.
According to Urbosa, the Gerudo Champion who commands a
Divine Beast named after Nabooru, Ganon was once resurrected as a Gerudo, which
she finds distasteful. This strongly implies that the Ganondorf in Ocarina of Time (and
possibly Twilight Princess, which is vaguely referenced elsewhere) is a manifestation of
Demise’s curse. I think what this means is that it is not necessarily the Ganondorf
from Ocarina of Time who is being resurrected; rather, he was one of a dozen other
instances of the “calamity.”
In its purest form, Ganon is “hatred and malice
incarnate.” As demonstrated by the fact that Zelda is unable to defeat it in
the same manner her most immediate ancestor did, it seems to have some capacity
to learn from failure. It can also generate multiple physical forms
using elements drawn from its environment. Because it is essentially a
murderous will, Ganon was able to possess the mechanical Guardians that were successfully
used to attack it in the distant past and excavated in order to prepare for its
reemergence. The most powerful of these Guardians, the Divine Beasts, were
overcome by four elemental Blight Ganons, who killed the four Champions and have recently begun to use the Divine Beasts to create devastating natural disasters.
At a certain point during the final boss fight, Zelda tells
Link that Ganon has “given up on reincarnation.”
This is an interesting twist, as the
player has been led to believe that what Ganon wanted (inasmuch as something
like that could “want” anything) was to destroy Hyrule, and that the
only thing preventing it from doing so was Zelda’s power confining it to the
area around the castle. Judging from the scene preceding the final battle in which
the physical form of Calamity Ganon bursts out of a squishy cybernetic meat chrysalis,
it may have been trying to incubate a body enhanced with the same technology
used to build the Guardians. As this body is enormous and distinctly arachnid, however,
it is unclear what Ganon’s attempt at “reincarnation” would have
entailed, especially since Zelda informs Link that it is still quite capable of
Although the Blight Ganons assume vaguely humanoid shapes,
there is nothing even remotely human about Calamity Ganon, which is a grotesque
monstrosity. It cannot speak, and the sounds it makes are horrifying. Aside
from its red boarlike mane and the glowing “third eye” matrix
resembling Ganondorf’s crown in Twilight Princess, there isn’t much connection
Calamity Ganon with Ganondorf as a man or as a historical figure.
(this brims on the idea that the writing on the walls in breath of the wild is Sheikah)
The Sheikah alphabet looks like this
(taken from Zelda informer submitted to them by Dean F.)
I’ve been doing my best to become kinda… fluent I guess is the best word for it - and by far the first thing you need to know is it is crazy tedious to write in so I have a firm belief that people give each other symbols. You make a symbol for your friend, you make one for a common object of discussion - it’s extremely common to write in short hand for anything that isn’t super important.
the other head canon I have has to do with this symbol -
In the sheikah language there aren’t spaces or periods, instead there’s a symbol between words and a symbol for a period, so I like to think that it becomes a symbol that also represents ‘end’.
Warriors will find ways to incorporate it into their armor to intimidate enemies, a way of saying ‘to fight me means your end’ or ‘I will single handedly end this war, even if I have to go through you.’ It appears on killing weapons and on doors to prisons, to death chambers and dangerous areas. It’s on signs outside of monster ridden areas to ward people off
A single symbol that when it’s used on it’s own strikes fear into the hearts of men
‘Goddesses Impa! What did Purah did to you? Did she experiment her weird rejuvenating rune on you?! Link, why didn’t you tell me before?!’
The young Sheikah woman was in complete shock to see who was talking to her, more than being confused for her grandmother. Link contained a laugh at Zelda’s remarks.
‘G- grand-m-mother?’, Paya’s voice trembled, as if she was seeing a ghost. 'you have visitors’.
Impa rushed to the door, recognizing already the voice.
'Princess!’, she gasped, eyes full of emotion.
‘It is I indeed, Impa’, her voice cracking, hardly containing her tears. 'it’s been so long’.
Both women greeted with a tight, long hug.
'Come inside’, she requested, 'We have so much to talk about. And this is Paya, my granddaughter, Princess’.
'Nice to make your acquaintance, Lady Paya’, she offered her hand, 'You are the spitting image of your grandmother one hundred years ago!’
‘Nice to meet you, Princess’, she shook Zelda’s hand, less nervous than before, after the compliment.
The guests made themselves comfortable, as Paya served food and drinks for all.
‘Several events have occurred since we defeated the Calamity’, Zelda informed her friend, 'Link and I went to Zora’s Domain, and Vah Ruta has a new master, Prince Sidon’.
'Well that’s quite the surprise!’, Impa’s eyes widened, 'I have a guess someone we know would be quite shocked’.
'She was indeed’, Zelda showed the picture she had taken with her Sheikah slate. 'Purah was raving with my findings’.
Impa’s surprise to see her elder sister’s appearance was quite evident.
'Goddesses, she looks like a kid!’, the old woman gasped, 'Paya, look at your aunt!’
'Oh my!’, the young woman shared her grandmother’s surprise. 'What happened to her?!’
'Occupational hazards, I suppose. Apparently, her rejuvenation process stopped’, Zelda explained. 'She is working on a rune to revert the process, even if it’s a little’.
'Considering her prior result, she might end as wrinkled as me!’, Impa laughed heartily, her voice echoing in the room.
'At least she would go out and see us at our house’, Link joined the chat after wiping out his food, 'She is always locked up’.
’Our house?’, Impa’s eyebrow raised.
'We’re living in Hateno Village’, Zelda clarified, 'Link bought a house there. It’s nice’.
'That means we will be able to see each other often’, Impa noted. 'Just like old times’.
3.15 p.m. I am so delighted to see Impa again! Despite her age, she is still active, leading the Sheikah and Kakariko Village. Her granddaughter Paya is her spitting image, although quite the opposite in personality (she is really sweet, but shy).
Kakariko hasn’t changed too much in all this time, but its population has dwindled progressively. Paya seems to be the only teenager - the only Sheikah around her age might be Granté, Robbie’s son, who lives in Tarrey Town… which gives me an idea, but I think it would be prudent to save it for later. I will tell Link about this, once he wakes up from his nap.
Zelda’s musings were interrupted by two little girls.
'I have never seen you before’, the older girl observed, 'My name is Koko, this is my sister Cottla. What’s your name, miss?’
'I’m Zelda’, she introduced herself. 'Nice to meet you girls. I came to visit Impa’.
‘I saw you arrive in a pretty horsie!’, the little one asked, 'Can Cottla braid its hair?’
‘Sure, little one!’, Zelda agreed with a smile.
In the end, Zelda gave the girls a little stroll on Storm - sporting a new style with braids and cherry blossoms mixed in its mane- and the sisters later braided her hair as thanks, her long strands turned into a thick fishtail braid with flowers.
‘Hello girls!’, Link approached them, stretching his laziness away. 'Having fun with Zelda?’
Koko and Cottla nodded.
‘Is she your girlfriend?’, Koko asked. 'She is cooler than you’.
‘Yes, she is’, he answered, trying to contain a laugh. 'I know. She is awesome -he lowered his voice- but don’t tell her’.
'Do you like sweets?’, Koko enquired, 'I’m trying to learn how to make cakes’.
'I would love to try your cooking, dear’, Zelda answered with a smile.
'I can teach you how to make cakes!’, Link offered, 'I know a super secret recipe’.
Koko’s eyes lit up at the proposal, and with her sister, joined Link and Zelda to gather the ingredients.
Soon the cooks were practically competing on which one would make the best fruitcake on Kakariko Village.
'Link, dearest’, Zelda approached him while he made a mixture with cane sugar and butter, 'care to remind me how old are you to be competing with an actual child?’
Zelda decided not to push further, and joined Cottla on the benches.
'Koko is a really good sister’, the youngest girl told the Princess, 'she cares a lot for Cottla and Daddy since Mama went away!’
They are orphans, Zelda guessed. Poor sweethearts.
'They are the daughters of one of the guards, Dorian’, Impa and Paya joined them out of the blue. 'Lovely girls, aren’t they?’
'Indeed, Impa’. She patted the head of the young girl, who held to her like a vine to a rock.
'Is Master Link…?’, Paya’s eyes squinted at the young man, furiously cooking.
'Yes, Paya dear’, Impa and Zelda answered simultaneously. 'It’s just what you think’.
'He is so different from what I was used to see, you know?’, the young Sheikah commented.
‘How so?’, Zelda asked.
'He was all determination, always on the run, never resting’, she explained, 'Now he is free from his burdens, it’s as if he was reborn into the most authentic version of himself’.
Paya’s observation elicited a sincere smile from Zelda. 'It’s just like you said’, she reaffirmed.
Few minutes later, both cakes were on the table, the women testing the cooks’ skills.
'Koko wins by a landslide’, Zelda emitted her verdict. 'Sorry, darling’.
Zelda was surprised at the childish pout he sported the rest of the evening. Never before she would have seen such… expressiveness. She had to make a conscious effort to not laugh whenever she made eye contact with him, he eluded her gaze, with his lips pursed in a pout.
8.39 p.m. Link has surprised me again. He is the most crusty, salty, sore loser I have ever seen. He lost a cooking contest to an eight-year-old girl, and he is holding the most petty grudge against me for choosing little Koko over him.
Anyway, I should be looking for him. We depart tomorrow morning to Gerudo Desert.
10.05 p.m. I finally found Link near the Great Fairy Fountain. He was less pouty, almost back to his usual self. He commented next time we visit, he is going to have payback.
Oh, Goddesses. What have I done to deal with this.
On an unrelated note, Impa and Paya will visit us once we get home. Impa wants to see her little big sister with her own eyes (and probably wants to see I’m not living in a grotto or a cave, considering she’s always been on the more proper, protective side), and I think Paya will be thrilled to see the world outside the Village; maybe she will find a boyfriend there, who knows?
Tags/Triggers- slow burn (maybe?), alpha/Omega/beta, hurt/comfort, heat cycles, poor Link what am I gonna do to this kid, mute Link, mentions of child abuse/rape for later chapters (memory stuff, I haven’t written any form of smut before idk how in detail I’ll go but I will mark where these scenes will be for those that want to skip it), yiga clan, happy ending
Things go downhill from here.
Zelda’s cold stare landed on the Yiga member being held down by Dorian and another Sheikah alpha. They had been ambushed by five clan members as soon as they came to Inogo Bridge, two managed to escape, though between the three traveling alphas they disposed of the remaining two and captured the third. Zelda crouched by the struggling man and ripped away his mask, grabbing him by his hair and yanking his head up to meet her gaze.
“You know, before the Calamity I probably would have let you and your brothers go but I’ve been fighting for the last 100 years and I’m quite tired of these kinds of shenanigans, I believe I deserve a nice, relaxing stay at the Zora’s Domain. Now, care to tell me why you had the gall to ambush the Princess of Hyrule?”
The man snarled at her, spitting blood onto the leg of her trousers, which warranted his face slammed into the ground and his head yanked back once again.
“I would answer me if I were you. For an -omega- to attack an -alpha-, a royal alpha at that, is punishable by death. But I know you had a reason so,” Zelda pressed a dagger to the man’s throat, making his breath hitch and the scent of fear filled the air. “Why. Did. You. Attack. Us.” The princess kept her voice calm, but the venom dripping off every word was almost palatable.
“We-we were ordered to capture the Hero of Hyrule.” The clan member heaved from the weight of Dorian’s foot on his back. “Our new leader wants h-him to breed stronger members. We know he’s an omega. A special one at that. We-we thought he was with you, that’s why we attacked.” Zelda froze at this information, pressing the dagger harder onto the man’s skin with a growl.
“Where in the deepest pits did you get this information?” The anger in her voice made the air buzz, and the omega on the ground whimpered. Even Dorian and the other Sheikah were surprised.
“Sp-spying on you in Kakariko. We know h-he’s in the Domain now. My master will get ahold of him! He won’t stand a chan-ACK!” Zelda hit the man hard enough to knock him out, he went limp. She began to pace quickly, re-sheathing her dagger.
“Dorian tie him up. He’s coming with us. We need to get to the King. Now.” Dorian nodded, tossing their prisoner onto one of the horses and they took off as quickly as they could.
They got to the main bridge of the Domain before sundown. Zelda quickly passed by all Zora she came across, dead set on getting to the throne room. She could apologize later. Dorian following closely behind her with the clan member.
As they entered the throne room, King Dorephan greeted them with a smile, though it quickly fell at the sight of the princess’s face. That, and the smell of pure rage wafting from her.
“Ah Princess, Link told us you would be here soon for the celebration…But that look on your face tells me otherwise. Has something happened?”
Zelda quickly bowed, as did Dorian before he dropped his cargo, the Yiga yelping as he hit the floor. Muzu glared at the trio, waiting for an explanation on the rude entry.
“Forgive me your Highness, but where are Link and Sidon? Something has come up and needs immediate attention.” She tried her best to keep her voice cool, but even she could still feel the rage vibrating as she spoke.
“The champion and my son are spending the next few days together before the celebration. They’re currently at the East Reservoir, Sidon is trying to teach that boy how to swim. I understand that you approve of my son courting your knight? Has this decision changed?” The King inquired.
“Of course I approve. I have not, nor will I, change my mind. Though your tone suggests you are not happy with this news. I assume the issue is when it comes to producing an heir?” The King and Muzu nodded. “No need to worry about that. Link is an omega.” There was a collective gasp, but Zelda held her hand up. “ I don’t mean to be rude, we can discuss their courting later. A much bigger problem is on the rise.” Zelda dragged the Yiga Infront of the King, yanking his head up and forcing him to look at Dorephan. “We were ambushed at Inogo Bridge, we managed to capture this one and the information he gave…” She growled at the quivering man under her. “Tell him exactly what you told me. And pray to Hylia they let me deal with you, the Zora aren’t kind to those who threaten the ones they consider family.”
As the man relayed what he told Zelda, Dorephan’s expression morphed into anger. He quickly ordered the man be taken to the dungeons for Sidon to personally deal with. Turning his focus back to the princess, Dorephan cleared his throat.
“I do not wish to alarm my people Zelda. What do you propose we do about this? We cannot delay the celebration…” He trailed off, pondering on the options they had. Dorephan honestly had never heard of the Yiga clan before, but this plan of theirs was disturbing.
“Has Sidon marked Link yet?” Dorephan shook his head. “Then may I suggest simply upping the amount of patrol, day and night. Dorian and the other Sheikah I brought are more than willing to help keep Link safe. Also, any trade with traveling Hylians needs to be done outside the main bridge. The Yiga can disguise themselves. Just until Sidon marks Link.”
Dorephan looked at Zelda thoughtfully. She reminded the old Zora of her father, but only in her conviction. The king remembered those cold eyes in the king of Hyrule, the man never truly cared about anything except making stronger warriors. That had been his downfall. But Zelda, thought this was the first time Dorephan had met the girl since the Calamity, just showed him that maybe, just maybe, she would turn out a better ruler than her father. “I have to agree with you. I’ll have at least two guards posted to Sidon’s private chamber at all times.”
Zelda nodded, about to say something else when movement caught her attention. She smiled softly as she saw Sidon carrying a sleeping Link on his back. The hero was wearing his Zora armor, still dripping with water. When the prince stopped to say something to his father, he realized they had company.
“Oh! Princess, welcome!” He kept his voice quiet. “It’s good to see you made it here safely.” Sidon gave her a grin before he excused himself, needing to get Link to bed. What surprised him was that his father ordered two soldiers to stand guard at his chambers, and Zelda accompanied him. Her frown deepened when she saw how pale Link was.
“Is he OK? He doesn’t look well…” She couldn’t reach his forehead, Sidon was too tall.
The prince gave her a lopsided smile, “He wasn’t feeling well, so we decided to cut the swimming lessons short today. He’s actually starting to get a bit warm…” Zelda’s eyes widened.
“Is it his heat? Sidon if it is you need to-” the prince cut her off with a glare to match her own.
“His scent hasn’t gotten stronger. What’s this about?” They entered Sidon’s room, he carefully removed the Zora armor and tucked Link in. He frowned at the sweat gathering on his pearl’s forehead, and the way his breathing seemed to be slightly laboured. Perhaps Link pushed himself to hard? Zelda felt his forehead.
“He has a fever…How has he been feeling?” Sidon blinked at her, his confusion evident. She seemed tense, angry. He couldn’t sense any intent to try and take Link from her, but her behavior was concerning him.
“He was feeling fine when he arrived. He’s started remembering his childhood though…” Sidon blinked when the princess froze. “What has he been remembering?” Zelda inwardly flinched at the harshness in her voice. She refused to turn out like her father had. Damn her alpha bloodline.
“He says he’s been remembering his mother. But I believe there’s more to it…” Sidon gently moved his treasure’s bangs from his forehead. He would have to send in a healer to keep an eye on him. It seemed Zelda needed to talk.
“Princess why don’t we go to the dining hall? We can discuss what we need to over food and drink.” He smiled at her, wanting to silence the stale rage she seemed to be unable to quell. When she nodded he stood, making sure Link was tucked into the blankets. Sidon placed a kiss on his pearl’s lips before he and Zelda quietly left the room, the guards taking their places at each side of his door.
Though as Link slept, the darkness that had barred his memories broke apart, and he was cast into a spiral of nightmares.
Another chapter down…I honestly didn’t expect this to be as popular as it is ^\^ it’s been a confidence boost! And Hylia knows I need that lol. The next chapter is gonna be Zelda reminiscing, and Link in one fucked up memory filled fever dream. Kiba out!
The weather was just absolutely perfect, you hummed. It was a tad warm, but underneath the shade of this beautiful tree the temperature even out. You sighed feeling relax while a gentle breeze kissed the exposed areas of skin, and the chirps of birds provided a rhythmical call of the wild. It was one of those days where contentment radiated everywhere, and gave a dream like appeal to the afternoon. You closed your eyes and leaned the back of your head against the trunk of the tree, feeling the corner of your mouth ease into a smile. The only thing that could make it better was if the trunk was a bit softer so you could take a brisk nap.
Peeking an eye open, you glanced next to you and saw Revali beak deep in a book. He looked like he was content as well with this beautiful day. He was perched against the tree, and a claw foot resting atop the other one while flipping through the novel. You could hear him read under his breath, his whispers floating to your ear drums and wisps out on the other side to mingle with the breeze. You inhale the peaceful air and hummed your exhale. You heard a little chortle from Revali and without looking away from his novel spoke, “Seems like you are in a sound mood.”
You only beamed and tilted your head toward him, “Mmm, I haven’t felt a day like this in a long time. It’s so nice, don’t you think?”
A smile tugged on his beak, his eyes still emerged in the book, “Indeed, we are not blessed with days like this often.” It was strange to hear Revali’s voice without any condescending tone, but for the first time you could appreciate how unique it sounded. It wasn’t deep, but it was clean and crisp. He held confidence in his enunciations that it was appealing to listen to despite what you imposingly claim. He could even be theatrical, especially when he would read the stories to you aloud. Revali flipped a page and clicked his tongue before he spoke again, “I say it has been about five moon cycles since I had a day fill me to such repletion.”
You hummed, letting your body sag, “I am too comfortable to process what you said.” Your response actually pulled a chuckle from Revali and saw from your peripherals shake his head. Silence had fallen between you two, but it was welcomed. The sound of nature was more pleasing than a small conversation. You could have fallen asleep, but as comfortable you felt on the inside, the crick in your neck said otherwise. Bleary, your head lulled to the side, and murmured, “Could I sleep in your lap?”
Revali choked audibly almost dropping the book before he finally looked at you. “Y-you want to what??” He held the book to his chest as feathers of his neck puffed out, “How-how scandalous! Here? In the open??” He surveyed the grass field while he whispered harshly, and you gave him an incredulous look.
“The fuck are you talkin’ about?”
He stiffen slightly and flipped his book open in a swift movement, “T-training. I was inquiring if you meant t-training so close to the castle.” If he could sweat, he would be pouring gallons because he never had to correct himself so hard before. What was he thinking, he mentally wailed. He puffed up so much he looked like the aftermath of zapped by lighting.
“What’s wrong with you??” You couldn’t help yourself, but you were concerned with his appearance.
“Nothing!” He squawked off pitch, and coughed to correct himself. He peered down back to his book with a little too much refinery you could tell he was exaggerating on purpose. His feathers fluttered back to their original place aside the ones at the nape of his neck. While he attempted to avert the situation he did get absorbed into his novel again. He found himself at peace momentarily before slowly peering to his lap. His feathers burst forth with a mighty speed as he went stiff as a scarecrow.
“…..What….are you doing?” He clicked his tongue, trying to process why your head in now using his lap as a luxury pillow. He wasn’t sure how he felt in this moment, slightly elated, but also a little anxious.
“I want to take a nap, and it’s more comfortable like this.” You simply stated the fact and sighed peacefully from your spot. His lap was a lot better compared to the tree, you mused.
“Is that what you asked before??”
“Yeahh, before you went all weird on me. I figure you’re easier to deal with if I went ahead and did it.”
He cleared his throat and tried to ignore how aware he was of your head in his lap. He didn’t have the heart to shove you off like the alarms in his head shrieked for him to do, but he also realize there shouldn’t be anything wrong with this. This is exactly what he and you have been working towards. You two were getting along, he tried to convince himself, this is what friends do, right? They enjoy each others’ company, which he certainly was, but he had a difficult time ignoring how your touch zapped him. He inwardly sighed and tried to collect himself before getting back to reading.
The steady breaths from your lips reminded him that you were still there, and although the feeling of your head was overstimulating before he did not feel the urge to shove you off anymore. He had been staring at the same page for the last few minutes and he caught himself thinking of the two of you. He couldn’t help but think how far this relationship grew in just a short matter of time. It wasn’t that long ago he could recall angry words and heated faces. Each day the two of you were learning how to be around one another, and learning what made the other one tick.
He sighed reminiscing the feeling of loathing he felt for you. He never did have true reason to be acrimonious toward you, but he just felt offended the King and Princess went out of their way knighting them to Champions only to call upon your help. You were just a knight who specialized in scouting. He, at the time, wasn’t aware of your worth.
His beak quirked into a lopsided smile at the image of the first time he met you. You had the most disinterest look when you weren’t talking to Link or Zelda, and often sitting off on high perches while chewing on a wheat stem, adorned with a worn poncho and geta sandals. He believed that was the first moment that feud began as he thought back to the word ‘Hick’ slipping from his beak. He cringed at the memory, even he knew he was in the wrong. He hadn’t known at the time you were just pulled from the middle of another mission, it still didn’t excuse him though.
The back of your hand fell next to your head and he peered under his book. The same sensation of electrifying zaps soared back and he gripped his book. He shook his head, feeling ashamed of himself for treating you so poorly. He did not have much to enjoy and he was glad he had at least this going for him. As a breeze ruffled his feather it help lull his thoughts into a still, and enjoyed the moment while it last.
Sometime later, you had awoken still under the tree with Revali. You stretched and yawned looking toward him. He was asleep, his head back while the book laid open against his chest and one wing splayed across your shoulders. While rubbing the sleep from your eyes you leaned up and yawned. The sky was donning a pink hue and the warm air had turn a bit chilly. You were still pretty tired while you stared at Revali.
Looking him over you notice how his intricate chest piece was marred and worn. Humming to your thoughts, you quirked your lips while tapping your ankle. Your relationship was surely changing, you mused thinking how he wouldn’t hesitate to deny you earlier.
However, you sighed rubbing the back of your neck as you thought how it was still very fragile. He wasn’t completely relaxed around you and being assertive in showing him to be nonchalant wasn’t working as you had hoped. You thought perhaps there was a step you needed to take to break his barrier and in that moment realizing buying him a present would be the ticket.
A new chest piece would be perfect and you could excused it as he’ll be fighting against the greatest forces of evil soon. With a new vigor, you smile and tapped Revali’s beak a few times until he woke up. “Hey, wake up or I will leave you to the Stellos.”
He perked a feather brow up, as one eye leered at you and grabbed the wrist of the hand tapping his beak. His tone was dry as he made his way to stand, “Have I ever told you I never once wondered how you were a knight? Hm? Honestly never crossed my mind.”
You rolled your eyes, and smirked, “Careful, that’s a heavy serving of sarcasm.”
He adjusted his chest piece and swept away any leaves that had fallen on him. He side glance you as his tone low, “I only serve the finest quality, but I also aim to please.”
A surprising pleasurable shudder crawled up your back and under your breath you muttered, “I bet you do.” You clench your throat to prevent the feeling that threaten to course through you and began internally screaming. You kept a blank face as Revali turned around leaning a suppose ear to you.
“You were muttering again, what did you say?”
“I.. uh..said ‘I’m beat, how bout you?’” You started marching away as he stared at you quizzically.
The next day, you still had the thought of giving a gift to Revali on your mind, but were unable to get a new chest piece as you didn’t have enough Rupees. Your income was maxed to cover your travel expenses, and what little Rupees you did have aside, still could not afford a custom made chest piece for a Rito. Something about different anatomies the craftsman said. You thought it was a bunch of hogwash, but to suit Revali’s taste it was a price to pay.
Then again you thought getting along with him shouldn’t break the bank, but might be worthwhile with the new mission. Zelda informed you that there may be ancient artifacts of the Sheikah tribe in an abandoned diamond mine. You figured if you completed this mission, perhaps collected a few raw diamonds left over in the mines, you would be set for that chest piece and then some. It seemed like a win win situation.
So the group of champions, and the princess gathered at the boarded up entrance of the abandoned diamond mine. Princess Zelda held the Sheikah slate looking at the digitized blueprint of the mines. “My goodness, what a mess. They hurried this operation.” She pointed to over laying underway, “These is poorly insulated and the structure is quite fragile in the lower mines.” She created a drawn copy of the mines as she continued to speak, “Also the shafts are small….Mmm..I believe I will cut out this part of the mines, it is too risky to venture there.”
You leaned over watching her draw it out, and whistled. “Hoo boy, that is a lot of tunnels.” Perhaps there would be a really great chance of finding diamonds.
Daruk looked at the map and saw the measurements, “I will not go. I will cause it to cave in with my mighty girth.” He bellowed with a laugh, “Just grab some rocks for me, the harder the better.”
Urbosa rolled her eyes and crossed her arms, “We all cannot go. Our collective weight alone will cave the mines. Princess, are you sure there are ancient items here?” Her concerns weighed heavily and Zelda bit her bottom lip side glancing Urbosa.
“Well, no…I cannot say for sure if there are any at all. I can only assume by a detailed blueprint they stored in the slate.” Zelda held the slate for Urbosa to look over. Urbosa pursed her lips examining the routes and felt torn from telling the Princess to abort. She could see how diligently Zelda mapping safe routes and how unsteady she was, but it was just too risky.
“Princess, please do not go. I don’t think this is wise.” Urbosa placed her hand on Zelda’s shoulder.
“I’ll go!” You piped up, seeing how Urbosa was trying to disband the mission. You nervously gnawed your bottom lip, “If there’s anything I’m skilled at is crawling in small places. I think it’s best if I go in alone. I have tons of experience of situations like this, so I know which routes to avoid.” You did the best you could to sell yourself. The stubbornness implored you wanting to get the diamonds and you were anxious that you would lose this chance.
Standing off to the side Revali stood with his wings crossed and rose a brow. You snatched the map up and looked it over to further dragged your sales pitch, “And Zelda has marked the off limit shafts. I’ll be safe.”
Everyone looked between each other unsure before Revali side step next to you, and peered down at you, “Pardon me if I am being a tad, how shall I say, suspicious.” He got in your face and his words challenging your resolve, “It’s not often you volunteer for a solo mission.”
You blew a huffed of air in annoyance, thinking to yourself you should have known he’d pipe his two rupees. He doesn’t like to make anything easy for you, does he? “Normally, no, I wouldn’t go alone. I decide to have a partner if there is a possible way for the second party to aid. If these mines collapse why lose two warriors? Some sacrifices have to be made.” The look on Revali’s face was hard to discern, but you could only assume he looked deeply offended.
Taking a step back, not ready to deal with another emotional outbreak, you turned around, and ran toward the entrance, “Leave if I am not back in six hours!” You hurriedly shuffled under the gap of the boarded entrance, not giving anyone the chance to bring you back. You thought of all the nice things you could buy for them all afterwards…well…you thought, that is if you came back.
So far these dark, mucky old mines weren’t so bad, you though. Although you had to tied a bandanna around your face from spores, this part of the mine seemed in better shape than previously thought. The tunnels were lined with dusty old lanterns, and rolled up rope lining the walls. When you had notice you had grabbed a yellow roll and tied it to a stake in the ground at the entrance. You were lucky that is was still in decent shape and extremely long that you could use it and the several other ropes to help you find the entrance again. It was dark and seeing the map in your lanterns light wasn’t as easy as you first thought.
However, there were deep holes in the ceiling and the ground as you went down the mine. It looked dug through, and light cascaded the path. As you ventured a bit further the walls of the tunnel began to decrease in size and soon found yourself ducking forward. There were vines and long grass growing from the patches in the ceiling, and it was inevitable avoiding them. You finally came to a fork in the path, and by the map the left direction should be a densely populated room with diamond and tools. However, as you continued you couldn’t ignore the weird flapping sound around you. You saw nothing through the patches of the earth and it didn’t seem to be behind or in front of you.
Cautiously, you made your way into the mines. The tunnel began to expand again and you thankfully didn’t have to hunch over anymore. There were rusted mine-carts and tools, and the holes in the earth were larger in this room. Light shone brightly and casting on one of the carts. It was filled to the brim with raw chunks of diamond and you gasped aloud, but just as you were about to run toward it, someone scream out your name. You only had enough time to turn around before being flung across the room right on the carts filled with diamonds!
You left out a groan of pain quickly unsheathing your sword and froze at the creature in front of you. It was large and worm like, with burnt like flesh marred with iridescent symbols. Its head was like a flat intricate mask with a gem in the middle, and it adorn the same symbols on its burnt body. It let out a horrendous screech, its mouth spreading open like deku baba before lurching at you. You quickly flipped off the cart just in time as it charged right into the diamonds. You continue to provide as much distance as you could while you observed for weaknesses
You didn’t have time before it formed into itself, its mask sinking into its body and emerging the opposite end. It reared its ugly mouth and lurched for you again. This time you held your ground and attempted to slice into its mouth, but the burnt like skin turned out to be extremely tough. You groaned as you struggled in the stand still, and the creature hissed angrily. With a will so strong, you flung the monster backwards and went to charge forward in its moment of vulnerability when a flash flew in front of you, effectively separating you and the creature.
Revali stood at attention with his bow aiming directly at the masked creature. He shot the arrow with a strong impact right through the creature’s mask, and shattering the oval shape gem. Before you knew it the worm monster curled into itself and disintegrated in a black heap. All you could do was stand there staring at the pile of dust that once was the monster. You then looked at Revali in exasperation, exclaiming loudly, “Excuse me! But that was my kill!”
Revali stared at you aghast before shaking out of it, and marching right to you. His face was not pleased in the slightest and he looked downright furious. You unconsciously stepped backwards at the sight until you were trapped between him and a rusty old cart.
“’I decide to have a partner if there is a possible way for the second party to aid.’” His tone flat mocking your rebuttal. His feathered brows furrowed in irritation, “You want to know a few things you do that ails me with headaches? You are impulsive, let yourself get carried away, and end up in a predicament in which you have to fight for your life. That isn’t even the worst thing, but at least now, I have been made aware of your vice..” He held up a cluster of raw diamond, his eyes burning with silent rage, “You put your greed before your self worth.”
You went to speak, but he cut you off and dropped the cluster at your feet, “For a renowned picket, you are quite the hypocrite.”
You snatched his beak in a tight grip in a heat, your own eyes burning with rage and true hurt… “I would watch that tongue of yours, Revali.”
He shoved you away, straightening out his appearance before coldly leering at you. “Tch. I feel the more time I spend with you the more my intelligence diminished, because I cannot fathom a sane enough reason why I put up with you.”
A sharp jolt shot through your chest, and stared at him in disbelief. Where was all this coming from? Had he conjured some warped perception of you? Your chest heaved with uncertainty and stress, and found it difficult to say the words you wanted to say. He just glared as you fumbled to explain yourself and he affirmed a confirmation within himself that wasn’t true.
He looked at you with pain, and struggled with himself with what he really wanted to say. Hadn’t you two promise to do better, he questioned. The urge to speak his mind bubbled, instead, he turned around and prepared to take off, “If you are fine throwing yourself away then I shall be off.” His gale propelled himself into the air and he was gone from your sight in mere moments.
You were left there unsure how to feel. The void in your chest left you wondering how fast this relationship could turned in just a day. However, this time you weren’t sure if there was a way out of this predicament. You pinched the bridge of your nose before noticing the diamond cluster glistening at your feet. Disdain bubbled in your stomach, a begrudging sigh releasing before you picked it up. While wiping your dripping nose with your sleeve, you slipped the diamond in your bag, and muttered, “Guess I am…”
You continued to search the mines for the Princess’ artifacts hours after, and felt reluctant when you finally came out with nothing to show for other than the large diamond in your sack. Revali was nowhere to be seen and none of the others seemed aware of the altercation between you and Revali.