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A LEGEND OF ZELDA ROLEPLAY
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Wise words of the council, which badgered the queen from dawn until dusk on the safety and continuance of their renovations within the kingdom, it became apparent that she may have not been quite as present mentally as she was physically.
She was tired. Perhaps exerting powers within divine form had taken a toll which could only be rejuvenated by proper rest and meditation. One thing was for certain; she would be unable to properly do so if she remained at the castle. Handing the reigns to her brother, she bid her farewells and made her way to her beloved's estate.
As the carriage arrived to the property, Zelda lifted the curtains to view the manor as they approached. She let the sun's head radiate on her fair skin, and as she reclined within her seat, the carriage came to a halt. They had arrived.
As the coach stepped down and opened the door, the heiress exited quietly and looked to the estate carefully. It was somewhere she had not been in... quite some time. The last, when she had newly appointed Link as a thane. Before that... perhaps as a child? Spending her days unfulfilled as she meditated and failed miserably at awakening the power within her.
Now, she had all of the power a goddess could harness, and yet she still felt helpless. She would have to alert the others soon of her findings under the castle... but when?
Post by Link Queensguard on Jun 25, 2020 2:46:20 GMT -5
Every joint in his body was stiff as could be, even with a few days of rest. He had taken to resting in his home, attended to, oddly enough, by his own guard, of all things, and it just didn't feel right. The fire of battle still filled his veins, but the burn of combat was prominent in every joint, every muscle. Even the arrow wound he had sustained, despite healing, still burned a dull brand into his shoulder. The doctors suspected that it was nerve damage, but he knew that the wound was deeper than that. Still, the feeling wasn't as dull as before, and every time he held his sword, he felt the warmth of Courage pulse through his veins. Still, he felt that lingering fear again, but it was the thought that he hadn't failed this time that let him push on.
Fi was fine company, if not somewhat inhuman, but he had enjoyed her presence in the downtime, teaching him of his past incarnations, teaching him of the long line behind him. Long hours were spent in his newly acquired study, taking in the past to forget the present.
But he knew he missed Zelda, and in receiving word she was finally coming, he found himself, for once, light on his feet, the pain less, his heart quickening. He had barely seen her after the battle, her ascension to queen and subsequent duties attended to while he recovered. He had dressed in his finest, the blue tunic tailored for him that she loved so covering a fine shirt, and was waiting outside the door. he didn't hold the sword with him, but Fi followed regardless, watching from the porch of the manor. Link, clearly excited, smiled as Zelda stepped from her carriage, bouncing on the balls of his feet, and she she approached, his guard went down on one knee, and he took a deep bow, before standing and looking at her with admiration.
"Your Majesty, your presence is... Way too long coming. Gods, I've missed you."
And he moved forward, picking her up in a tight, loving hug.
When Link had come into view, she felt her stomach knot tightly. The last time she had seen him, he had been battered by his injuries and she was unsure of the severity. The two had been separated quickly to be tended to their wounds, and before she knew it, he was sent back to his estate before she had finished recovering.
Two Sheikah flanked at her sides, she approached slowly as the Manor guards bowed before her. Then she approached the hero, and he bowed before her. She closed her eyes, his words embracing her conscience. Before she could react, she was pulled forward into a tight hug, and she wrapped her arms around him desperately, letting out a gasp for air as though she had been trapped beneath an undertow.
Her fingers tangled with his hair, and she didn't want to let go. "When they said you left the castle, I thought the worst," she murmured, her head resting into the rook of his neck. She was here now, and she felt better, but now she wondered what they would do... considering the amount of guards that followed her about. Something she wasn't used to since before Hyrule had fallen.
"I need to find a way to get them off of me," she whispered. "I can't stand being followed everywhere."
Post by Link Queensguard on Jul 10, 2020 3:58:02 GMT -5
He couldn't help but laugh softly at their dilemma as they embraced, her hand clutching his hair. His own held closely to her dress, holding her as close as they could, as if to make sure her heart still beat, that this is real. He took a moment to make eye contact with her guard, soldiers he had fought alongside and led, trained with, grown with. They were still dedicated to stay there. All he had to do was move his head towards the sword spirit observing from the porch, and spoke.
"Zelda's safe in my charge. You can guard the perimeter."
He was satisfied when his own guard turned heel, moving to their posts, but sighed when Zelda's didn't budge, and whispered in her ear.
"I think we're going to have to lock them out, or you're going to have to order them away. They can't disobey their queen, after all. I'm not in much of a shape to cause a scene, but I would much prefer our privacy as well."
He broke their embrace, and took her hand, leading her to the porch, eyes slightly on her guard. Then he looked back, to Fi, and an idea came to him.
"Besides, there's somebody you need to meet. You could say she's an old friend."
Fi was still a distance away, watching as they approached. She remembered Zelda well, had even spoken to several incarnations of the Goddess. But to see how close they were made Fi feel... Something. She hypothesized it was something akin to the human feeling of joy, and it would be a shame to ruin the moment. But she saw her master watching the royal guard, he wanted them gone. She moved forward, meeting Link at the steps, where he stopped, the guard stopping close by.
"Master, I see that these guards are causing you distress. Without engagement, I predict a chance of zero that they will leave."
"It's alright, Fi. There's no need to engage, they were just going to their posts, right? After all, having a sword spirit chosen by Hylia herself is plenty safe, no?"
Her master's actions confused her, but she knew not to question it, and nodded, turning to the guard.
"It is Hylia's will that you leave these two be. I will tend to the queen."
And with that, she followed as Link opened the door to let Zelda in the estate.
Pulling from her lover's arms, she looked back to her guards as he mentioned she may have to command them herself. Before she could do so though, the cloaked blue spirit approached and made note to the guards herself. So this was the legendary spirit of the Master Sword. She wondered how her spirit was able to be reawakened.
Since her conversion with Hylia, her memories seemed intertwined with their own, and yet she still was able to cling to her own memories to form her own thoughts and opinions. She nodded in response to Fi to the guards. "You may stand guard around the gates. Leave us," she commanded, and the guards crossed their hands over their hearts before turning to leave the inner gates.
Turning back to Link, part of her wondered if their privacy included or excluded this spirit as well. Although she did not mind its presence for company... there would be times she could see it becoming inappropriate. She flushed lightly at the idea before clearing her throat. "So... how are you?" she asked seriously to Link. She hadn't heard from him much, aside from knowing that he was in a sore condition after the war.
The two scarcely had time together and she wondered for his safety every since. "Does it still hurt? Are you healing okay?"
Post by Link Queensguard on Jul 19, 2020 22:18:24 GMT -5
It took an unspoken command to Fi for her to get the message it was time for privacy. The spirit took back to the sword, safe in Link's sitting room, and for the first time in a very long time, Link and Zelda were truly alone. He sighed, leading her inside and closing the door. She was concerned for his well-being, as expected, and her concern warmed his heart.
"I've certainly been through worse, but it's mostly soreness at this point. Rest has done me some good. Have you been well, Zelda? Hearing you got whisked away into the politics was frustrating, to put it lightly. I'm glad you were able to get away from it all, at least for a time."
He found himself standing next to her, and almost instinctively, he took her hand, squeezing it gently, and he looked over, placing a gentle kiss on her cheek.
"Let's not stand around all day. I shouldn't push it too much, and I'm sure you're not here for a diplomatic visit. I've needed your touch for quite some time, and I demand an audience with my queen."