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"Perhaps some time away would be beneficial."

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?

Link Queensguard

"You know not the full story," Zelda turned to him quickly, one foot frozen in front of the other. "Trust me when I say there is more. I looked into the very boy's soul. In the time that I regained my powers and became whole... a new power within me was awakened. Although I cannot control it, I seem to be able to... dip into the past. To view a memory in which heavily weighs on them in that moment." 

Slipping her hand into the pocket of her skirts, she pulled out what appeared to be a crimson beaded necklace. "This was tainted. It was a gift from the Gerudo people to celebrate his birth. It contained Majora's very essence and corrupted him from the moment it was laid around his neck. The power is weak, though. It will only grow through negative emotions, which his father seemed to inflict quite well. He was doomed from the start."

She looked back to the castle, taking a deep breath. Moving her hands to her chest,  she closed her eyes and let the wind rain across her body. "A storm is coming. I don't know when, but our time is limited. Do not alarm the others until I am certain of what we are dealing with. The battle within the castle did not go... as planned."

Ehrandil

The  queen closed her cerulean eyes the moment Ehrandil approached her. Lips pursed, she closed her hands together in front of her as she listened to him speak. As he set the mask beside her, she looked to it slightly, before looking forward once more, a tired gaze yet met with restlessness washed upon her face.

"It had to be done," she said quietly. "We've all faked our death at some point, haven't we?" she smirked, the wind flowing past her, the ribbons in her hair cascading in golden locks. She took a deep breath, lifting her chin to the sun as she pushed the hair from her face behind her ear. 

She thought she would be happier. She thought that liberating her kingdom would bring her peace, to finally live with the sense that there was none to oppose her family; to bring death and calamity. The sacrifices that those made in her stead--for only a sliver of peace? She did not want anyone else to die for her.

"Which war do you speak of? I feel my mind has been a mess for the last five years..." she admitted, taking a deep breath. "There's much to be done still. The repairs, the recruitment, the aid we offer to those who lost everything..." 

But none would be able to prepare for what was yet to come. If it comes...

She wondered how long it would be to hear back from her divine sister. There was a ticking time bomb beneath the city, and Zelda's constant worry was utterly spent. She found it hard to reduce her anxieties, despite their victory. How would she explain to everyone that the fighting was naught but over? 

The succor in which they would desperately search for; was the triforce truly gone forever? Would it be possible to forge a new one? Was there one that lingered in another world? 

"We must proper train the recruits. We lost so many, and those that dwindled lost even more. For whatever may come, we need to strengthen our guard."

Ehrandil