Sheik had spared her and even escorted her back to the castle town. He'd barely said a word to her and once she was safely inside the castle gates he disappeared. The disappointment she felt was disconcerting. She had wanted him to stay with her. It was a foolish notion, but something inside of her needed him to stay. He was a Sheikah. A clan sworn to protect the royal family with their lives. It was the reason she wanted him to stay or at least the reason she wanted to believe. The main reason was she worried for his well-being. He had disobeyed his king and her enemy to protect her life. Knowing that doing so could and more than likely would lead to his death, but it didn't stop him. The deed he performed was something she had never experienced. It was a kindness she could not understand. It was only one day that she had spent with the sheikah, but she had grew to care for him because of that kindness. She grasped at her dress trying to bury her thoughts deep within her mind. She couldn't allow herself to dwell on the young man when she had to address her council.
They wanted to talk her into surrendering to Ganondorf. Again they easily gave up to save their own souls, rather than fight for the people who served them. The people they were entrusted with to protect. She found them to be disgusting and pitiful. Always wondering how low her council could sink before they drowned in their cowardice. The King of Gerudo would have to kill her with his bare hands before she willingly gave up her kingdom to him. Standing up quickly she went over to her mirror and looked at the twenty-two year old who stared back. She had small lines forming around her mouth from the frown she constantly wore as of late. Unconsciously she rubbed at the lines in a vain effort to remove them. Her father always told her that the weight of a kingdom could turn her into an old woman before her time. She believed him because in her memory, her father always had gray hair. He never looked his age and she would never see him in his prime or happy for that matter.
Ruling over the kingdom of Hyrule was only for those who were strong at heart and many of her advisers had told her she was ill prepared to face the challenges of ruling. She ignored their advice because she knew she was well prepared even if they had never seen her training. Her father had spent a great deal of time with her, teaching her when he had the time to do so. The rest of the time she taught herself the tactician and leadership skills she needed. Though she lacked experience in certain things, she did not lack the essentials.
At her twenty-two years she was more experienced than most and she was happy with the accomplishments she had made, yet she was dissatisfied with the way events were progressing. At the rate her council was going they would try to usurp her soon. She had prepared a plan of action against them, even if they were her own subjects. Sighing heavily she stared at the woman in the reflection. She could hardly remember the day she turned sixteen. Along with all the other birthdays that passed without her realizing it. She finished fixing her clothes and headed to the council room.
After four hours of useless debate she walked wearily back to her room. Her mind was reeling from their explanations and reasoning for surrender. All of the reasons given were selfish means to save themselves. As she entered the room she instinctively reached for the tiara that held her hair back from her face. The brown locks fell from their position into her face. Pushing back the long locks she sat down on her bed. It was soft and unnecessarily filled with pillows and comforters. Grabbing one of the soft pillows she held it tightly. At the moment she wanted to disappear for a while. She needed time to build her determination up after dealing with her council. Speaking with the older men was draining and disappointing to her.
She only needed to rest her eyes for a little while but as soon as she closed her eyes her thoughts went to the Sheikah. He had started to occupy her mind lately. In her mind she could clearly see his exotic red eyes and slightly tan skin. What little she could actually see since he wore clothes that completely covered his skin. She needed to speak with the teenager. There were so many things about him she didn't know and wanted to know. He was a mystery she wanted to solve but more than anything she wanted to know why he was loyal to the Tyrant.
Pulling off the silk gloves that cover her hands she raised her hand to examine the gift she received from the goddesses. Wisdom. She had received the gift of wisdom from them. Her triforce glittered slightly against the light of the evening sun. It was like a tattoo that sparkled and glowed at times. A tattoo she didn't exactly want, but if left to someone else Hyrule would not be the place her family had worked so hard to create. In the end the triforce she was given was truly the only power she had that could protect her people. She also could rely on Link but he had other matters to attend to around Hyrule. He had missions he had to fulfill for the goddesses and tests he needed to pass to prove he was truly the Hero of Time.
Looking at her triforce she sighed inwardly. Ganondorf was power and Link was courage and she could always feel the power emitting from the two, yet hers was different. It wasn't that she had no power, but it felt incomplete. She couldn't understand why but she always felt like her triforce piece was broken and it had always felt that way. As if she was missing pieces of herself. After meeting up with Link and coming into contact with Ganondorf she realized that something was truly wrong with her. The fact that her triforce was defected never bothered her because even though it was broken she knew it was still a very powerful force. Then she met Sheik. He made her heart flutter and she felt like she would cry if he left her. It was as if she knew him and he had been gone for a long time.
She didn't realize that her emotions were so powerful for him until he left her and her hand began to ache. It didn't stop for a long period of time, but when it did she felt like she had a hole in her heart. Not knowing how to deal with the pain she buried it like she did many other things she couldn't deal with. As a princess and queen she couldn't afford distractions, so she did what she had to do to keep her focus on her work and duties.
Pressing her face into her pillow she tried to come up with a way to meet with the Sheikah again, but nothing would come to her. She didn't know enough about him to find him, let alone track him. She finally rose from her bed after her mind had finished running around in circles. Opening the balcony doors she stepped outside and took a deep breath in and held it. After letting go she could feel some of the tension leave her body. Not as much as she wanted but enough to relax her mind slightly. It was close to the colder months so she could feel the freezing breeze brush her skin in an effort to steal the heat from her body. She gently rubbed at her arms as goosebumps made their way to the surface of her skin.
Her balcony overlooked the palace garden. It was the center of the royal palace. A place she traveled to often in the hotter months and the end of the colder months. The gardeners spent the most time in the garden during the hotter months so in the colder months it was always empty. Winter flowers were in bloom and she loved to stand out on her balcony just to observe them because she lack the time needed to take a closer examination of them. Again she pushed the long brown locks from her vision. She constantly wore her hair back so it annoyed her when it wasn't pulled back neatly. Closing her eyes for only a few seconds another breeze surrounded her. When she opened her eyes she glanced the cloaked figure that stood in the garden looking directly at her. Her first instinct was to call her guards to warn them of the intruder but when the cloaked figure pulled back the hood she could clearly see the long blonde braid and the turban she knew so well. Only seeing the teen once and she knew him like she knew the back of her hand.
Without thought she moved passed her bed in a rush. She grabbed her tiara on the way out of her room. Pulling back the stubborn locks and heading as fast as her feet would take her to the person she wanted to see. She reached the garden in no time and scanned her surroundings. No one came to the garden in the cold months so she knew that they would be safe. She wanted to reprimand him for coming, it was dangerous for him to be in the palace. Not one word came out though. She couldn't say anything as he stood in front of her. His red eyes observing her coldly. Unable to see his face she wasn't sure what expression he had but she could tell he was angry with her by the tension and anger pouring off of him.
"You shouldn't quickly rush to your enemy." the young man said still observing her as if she was a threat. Startled by the tone he used she stepped away from him. The cloak he wore was a deep black with no identifying features. It reached the ground even hiding his feet. The cloak itself was intimidating. It was what an assassin would wear. Regaining her composure quickly she took two steps forward to gain ground and show him she wasn't afraid of him.
"I trust you." she said making sure their eyes met when she spoke. She truly didn't know if he was still loyal to Ganondorf, but for some reason she trusted him. He would never hurt her and she knew it, so she wanted to show him also the trust she placed with him.
"I did not come here to become one of your subjects. I owe my existence to my King. I will not betray him." he said pointedly. He made no attempt at subtlety. Before she could say anything he continued.
"But I am not here to hurt you, I can't hurt you." he watched her expression with indifference , though in reality he didn't want to hurt her emotionally either. He could tell she didn't want him to serve his King. It was out of her control and she knew it. She couldn't change him.
"Why did you come then?" she asked wondering why he would even waste time to see his enemy. His kindness was confusing her and his indifference hurt her in a way she didn't understand.
"I came to tell you that I will kill the Hero of Time." he saw the shock that passed briefly across her face. There was also anger hidden in her blue eyes. Anger that wasn't directed at him but brought to the fore because of him. As soon as he saw the emotions they disappeared from her face leaving an expressionless mask.
She always had control over her emotions. It was a must for her, but his words struck a nerve she had not realized she had. Anger had finally surfaced for a few seconds and it wasn't normal for her. She had never felt true rage but she was sure that what she felt was akin to it. Her anger wasn't directed to Sheik but to Ganondorf. She hated him.
"You're warning me." she said not expecting any response to the statement. "Why? Why are you warning me. Why did you come if you only want to serve your king. What loyalty do you have to me?"
Desperately she reached out and grabbed his arm, but it was a move she would regret. He quickly grasped her wrist and in a swift motion applied so much pressure she thought it would break. She gasped and let out a pained gasp, which caused him to immediately let go of her. He hadn't realized what he had done.
He moved away to give her space when everything in him was screaming at him to comfort her, but he couldn't. She couldn't be comforted by him. It would only confuse her more. "Do not touch me."
His voice was cold but there was an underlying sadness as well. He never wanted to hurt her but his reflexes were not under his control at times. He hated to be touched so he would do anything he could to prevent the contact.
Zelda cradled her wrist and took deep breaths to keep herself from swooning. Looking up at him she replaced her pained expression with a blank one. "Why?" she asked once more to the young man in front of her.
"I owe you this much. You will never be my queen but the blood in my veins was sworn to protect you. I cannot serve you but I have to protect you." He turned his back to her and moved farther away knowing the words she would say before she could even speak them.
"You can't serve him and protect me. You will have to make a choice. You can't have conflicting interest." she said with anger in her voice. She wanted him by her side selfishly because to her he belonged there.
She looked down to her wrist and bit her lip to silence her next words, but he knew them as well.
"My king does not deserve my loyalty. I am fully aware of that but my existence is in his hands, he is my king. I will obey him" He started to walk away from her deep into the garden. She didn't try to stop him. It was impossible for her to do so. He didn't want her help nor did he need her. She felt helpless and again it was like she lost something important to her. Her hand ached and her heart felt empty.
"Why..." she asked once more, but no one was around to answer. Tears filled her eyes and made pathways down her cheeks. For the first time in her life she cried out like a commoner and she didn't understand why.
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