FIVE MINUTES OF POISON
by an awesome blossom
Zelda's people wish her to marry.

Anachronism ho! The Legend of Zelda: Twilight Princess is property of Nintendo and co.

"I'm making a tiara," she said simply as she wove together stems, roots, and leaves of weeds in her basket, "out of hemlock."

Frowning, Ilia took a seat beside her. "Socrates killed himself with hemlock, you know."

"Yes, I do."

They were silent for minutes after, and Ilia occupied her senses by looking up to the clouds and seeing if she could discern that strange city in the sky Link spoke about once.

"My people are clamoring for me to marry. Surely you've heard?" Zelda said at last.

Ilia shook her head. "No, I haven't... I don't really pay attention to what the others' say when I'm here."

"Well, they are. And do you know who they want me to marry?"

"Seeing as how I didn't know they wanted you to marry in the first place, I would have to say no, I don't know who they want you to marry."

"Link," Zelda responded simply. "He's the Hero of Hyrule, has saved us all, and is a generous and noble hero. It's only natural that the people want he and their queen to be joined in holy matrimony, correct?"

"I suppose so," Ilia frowned again. "So are you going to marry him?"

"No," the queen responded and continued to weave her hemlock tiara.