Post by a_drop_of_the_moon on Sept 4, 2006 18:16:43 GMT -5
A Legend of Zelda Fan Fic I wrote for fanfiction.net. It's based around the Ocarina of Time.
Summary: Link and Zelda have feelings for eachother, but neither has the guts to tell the other. When they do tell each other things get out of control. Was their decision a good one, or will the two learn that their lives, that seemed right,are all wrong?
Princess Zelda sat on her white silk-draped bed, lost in thought. Her pink-gloved fingers played lightly with the folds of her usual Hyrulian dress. She wasn’t thinking of anything in particular, but many things jumbled around in her mind. There was the thought of the evil king, Ganondorf. He had appeared in Hyrule once again, and even though he hadn’t shown any signs of hostility, Zelda knew that he has some evil scheme planned. An eerie, deathly vision had appeared to her a couple of months ago. It was what had warned her of Ganondorf’s next attack.
That thought lead to another. No one believed in Zelda’s dream-like vision. Well, of course, there was one person who believed and trusted in her. It was her Prince Charming, her knight in shining armor; it was Link. He always had put his fate in her hands from day one, but it wasn’t just because he, too, encountered prophetic dreams. There was something else; something deeper inside him.
This thought, like the others, pushed a new thought into Zelda’s scrambled mind. Where in Hyrule was Link? It had been that long two months ago when Zelda told Link of her vision that she saw him last. Zelda’s thoughts went into overdrive as this man started to fill her head. Was Link doing alright? Was he fighting more evil? Did he have shelter and food? As if the first thoughts weren’t enough to worry the young princess! The last thought made her look out of her frost-bitten window.
Outside, the dark starlit sky seemed to clash with the white, glittering snow that was piled high on the yellow, winter eaten grass of Hyrule’s many fields. Bone-chilling winds blew weak tree limbs over, causing them to crack and rustle. An ice cold draft from outside seemed to flow from the window and around Zelda’s smooth, pale skin. It had to be one of the coldest nights Hyrule had experienced in quite a while.
Frost was laying thickly on the edges of the window, and it traveled towards the center where a small clear spot was. Zelda squinted to look out of the spot, but all she saw were the small glimmer of Hyrule Town’s lights. It would be impossible to see anything, especially just one single person. The blankets of white, soft snow falling also added to this inability to see.
“I hope that Link is not out in such weather!” Zelda thought to herself. Rather, she whished that he was sitting with her before a warm blazing fire, and that he had his muscular arms wrapped lovingly around her. Of course, that was only wistful thinking. Nothing like that would ever happen between herself and Link. She hadn’t even told him how she felt of him yet. It was probably better that way though. Even if she did tell him her feelings she didn’t know if their relationship would even be able to go anywhere. Link was The Hero of Time; Zelda was the princess of Hyrule. Zelda was to only wed a prince from a distant land, appointed to her by her father or by a suitor he chose. It would only cause her pain and heartbreak if she told Link that she felt true feelings for him.
“Even if we somehow managed to be a couple, Father would only force us apart,” Zelda told her self, wringing her hands. While even knowing all that, there was still that feeling of love lingering inside her. There was also that often-occurring feeling of despair. The huge possibility that Link may not like her back always seemed to haunt her. He could like so many other women, what were the chances of Zelda being the one Link loved? Sheik, or herself, had heard from Saria’s own mouth that she had been friends with Link since childhood, but liked him more than just a friend or brother. Then there was also the farm girl, Malon that he could also like. Hadn’t Link received Epona from her? From what Zelda could tell Malon liked Link also. Who else was there? Oh, who could forget Princess Ruto? Even though Link was not a Zora, one of her kind, Ruto sure did like him. One time Link had told Zelda that Ruto wanted to marry him! She definitely liked him. There was also the whole land of Hyrule or lands away from Hyrule where girls could be liked by Link.
After thinking it all through it made Zelda really want to tell Link her feelings, but if he rejected her…She wouldn’t be able to endure that. If only they destined by fate to be together! Maybe they were, but if so shouldn’t they be together by now?
Suddenly, a harsh knock at Zelda’s mahogany door interrupted her from her thoughts. Impa’s voice then sounded from the other side of the door. She said, “Princess Zelda, your father wishes of your presence.”
Zelda rolled her crystal blue eyes with a sigh and replied, “Impa, please tell Father that I am rather tired and need to rest.”
For a slight moment there was silence from Impa’s side of the door. “Yes, Princess, I shall tell your father your words.” Footsteps then could be heard as Impa walked down the castle’s empty hallway.
“I wonder what Father wanted of me this time,” Zelda thought to her self sourly, “Probably something about another suitor.” She marched off towards her dresser in a fit of rage. Couldn’t anyone see that she was in love? She didn’t want to marry a hairy, ugly, mean, freak from some land she’d never before heard of in her life. The person she loved was the best person in the world, and she wouldn’t accept a suitor until she told Link her feelings.
“Hmm, what if I did marry Link?” Zelda thought happily. She started to daydream about their future together while humming her lullaby. As she daydreamed she started to dress for bed. She slipped off her crown and laid it down onto her dark oak dresser. Its gold glimmered in the light softly. The jewels on the crown shimmered and caused little lights to dance around on the bare white walls. Next, her hands unzipped her dress leaving her body bare except for her white undergarments, but then she undid her bra and threw it aside into a basket. Her pale skin illuminated in the light like an angel’s.
Leaning towards her oak dresser, she peered inside a drawer then pulled out a light pink night gown. It had long sleeves with lace ruffles at the wrists. The gown flowed lightly to the wooden floor allowing the ace on the bottom to drag. Zelda began to slip the gown on, but as soon as her head popped from the neck hole, she heard a light knocking sound coming from her window. She quickly glanced over to her window, thinking that it was just a tree branch or something similar, but no, someone was outside her window in the cold weather.
The window had been cleared of the frost by the person outside so their features were barely visible. The person seemed to be wearing a dark green tunic. They had beautiful blonde hair and gorgeous bright blue eyes. There was also a small blue light flying around those gorgeous eyes. Zelda then did a double-take. It was Link outside her window! The man she’d been thinking of all night. Just then she realized how that she was only half dressed. How much had he seen?
A/N: So, how was it? I'll be putting the next chapter up if anyone likes it. Next will be Link's thoughts leading up to his peeping tom adventure. Stay tuned for Chapter Two: Wistful Thinking; Link's Thoughts.
Summary: Link and Zelda have feelings for eachother, but neither has the guts to tell the other. When they do tell each other things get out of control. Was their decision a good one, or will the two learn that their lives, that seemed right,are all wrong?
She Plays a Broken Lyre
Chapter 1: Wistful thinking; Zelda’s Thought’s
Chapter 1: Wistful thinking; Zelda’s Thought’s
Princess Zelda sat on her white silk-draped bed, lost in thought. Her pink-gloved fingers played lightly with the folds of her usual Hyrulian dress. She wasn’t thinking of anything in particular, but many things jumbled around in her mind. There was the thought of the evil king, Ganondorf. He had appeared in Hyrule once again, and even though he hadn’t shown any signs of hostility, Zelda knew that he has some evil scheme planned. An eerie, deathly vision had appeared to her a couple of months ago. It was what had warned her of Ganondorf’s next attack.
That thought lead to another. No one believed in Zelda’s dream-like vision. Well, of course, there was one person who believed and trusted in her. It was her Prince Charming, her knight in shining armor; it was Link. He always had put his fate in her hands from day one, but it wasn’t just because he, too, encountered prophetic dreams. There was something else; something deeper inside him.
This thought, like the others, pushed a new thought into Zelda’s scrambled mind. Where in Hyrule was Link? It had been that long two months ago when Zelda told Link of her vision that she saw him last. Zelda’s thoughts went into overdrive as this man started to fill her head. Was Link doing alright? Was he fighting more evil? Did he have shelter and food? As if the first thoughts weren’t enough to worry the young princess! The last thought made her look out of her frost-bitten window.
Outside, the dark starlit sky seemed to clash with the white, glittering snow that was piled high on the yellow, winter eaten grass of Hyrule’s many fields. Bone-chilling winds blew weak tree limbs over, causing them to crack and rustle. An ice cold draft from outside seemed to flow from the window and around Zelda’s smooth, pale skin. It had to be one of the coldest nights Hyrule had experienced in quite a while.
Frost was laying thickly on the edges of the window, and it traveled towards the center where a small clear spot was. Zelda squinted to look out of the spot, but all she saw were the small glimmer of Hyrule Town’s lights. It would be impossible to see anything, especially just one single person. The blankets of white, soft snow falling also added to this inability to see.
“I hope that Link is not out in such weather!” Zelda thought to herself. Rather, she whished that he was sitting with her before a warm blazing fire, and that he had his muscular arms wrapped lovingly around her. Of course, that was only wistful thinking. Nothing like that would ever happen between herself and Link. She hadn’t even told him how she felt of him yet. It was probably better that way though. Even if she did tell him her feelings she didn’t know if their relationship would even be able to go anywhere. Link was The Hero of Time; Zelda was the princess of Hyrule. Zelda was to only wed a prince from a distant land, appointed to her by her father or by a suitor he chose. It would only cause her pain and heartbreak if she told Link that she felt true feelings for him.
“Even if we somehow managed to be a couple, Father would only force us apart,” Zelda told her self, wringing her hands. While even knowing all that, there was still that feeling of love lingering inside her. There was also that often-occurring feeling of despair. The huge possibility that Link may not like her back always seemed to haunt her. He could like so many other women, what were the chances of Zelda being the one Link loved? Sheik, or herself, had heard from Saria’s own mouth that she had been friends with Link since childhood, but liked him more than just a friend or brother. Then there was also the farm girl, Malon that he could also like. Hadn’t Link received Epona from her? From what Zelda could tell Malon liked Link also. Who else was there? Oh, who could forget Princess Ruto? Even though Link was not a Zora, one of her kind, Ruto sure did like him. One time Link had told Zelda that Ruto wanted to marry him! She definitely liked him. There was also the whole land of Hyrule or lands away from Hyrule where girls could be liked by Link.
After thinking it all through it made Zelda really want to tell Link her feelings, but if he rejected her…She wouldn’t be able to endure that. If only they destined by fate to be together! Maybe they were, but if so shouldn’t they be together by now?
Suddenly, a harsh knock at Zelda’s mahogany door interrupted her from her thoughts. Impa’s voice then sounded from the other side of the door. She said, “Princess Zelda, your father wishes of your presence.”
Zelda rolled her crystal blue eyes with a sigh and replied, “Impa, please tell Father that I am rather tired and need to rest.”
For a slight moment there was silence from Impa’s side of the door. “Yes, Princess, I shall tell your father your words.” Footsteps then could be heard as Impa walked down the castle’s empty hallway.
“I wonder what Father wanted of me this time,” Zelda thought to her self sourly, “Probably something about another suitor.” She marched off towards her dresser in a fit of rage. Couldn’t anyone see that she was in love? She didn’t want to marry a hairy, ugly, mean, freak from some land she’d never before heard of in her life. The person she loved was the best person in the world, and she wouldn’t accept a suitor until she told Link her feelings.
“Hmm, what if I did marry Link?” Zelda thought happily. She started to daydream about their future together while humming her lullaby. As she daydreamed she started to dress for bed. She slipped off her crown and laid it down onto her dark oak dresser. Its gold glimmered in the light softly. The jewels on the crown shimmered and caused little lights to dance around on the bare white walls. Next, her hands unzipped her dress leaving her body bare except for her white undergarments, but then she undid her bra and threw it aside into a basket. Her pale skin illuminated in the light like an angel’s.
Leaning towards her oak dresser, she peered inside a drawer then pulled out a light pink night gown. It had long sleeves with lace ruffles at the wrists. The gown flowed lightly to the wooden floor allowing the ace on the bottom to drag. Zelda began to slip the gown on, but as soon as her head popped from the neck hole, she heard a light knocking sound coming from her window. She quickly glanced over to her window, thinking that it was just a tree branch or something similar, but no, someone was outside her window in the cold weather.
The window had been cleared of the frost by the person outside so their features were barely visible. The person seemed to be wearing a dark green tunic. They had beautiful blonde hair and gorgeous bright blue eyes. There was also a small blue light flying around those gorgeous eyes. Zelda then did a double-take. It was Link outside her window! The man she’d been thinking of all night. Just then she realized how that she was only half dressed. How much had he seen?
A/N: So, how was it? I'll be putting the next chapter up if anyone likes it. Next will be Link's thoughts leading up to his peeping tom adventure. Stay tuned for Chapter Two: Wistful Thinking; Link's Thoughts.