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You sat in the castle, gazing out the window with not much interest. The sparkling water and the beautiful sunlight didn’t faze you, nor did the birds that tweeted happily on the branches. Your eyes skimmed over the grounds of Hyrule, and then you spotted a person you knew so well.

You saw your sister, Zelda, chatting away with the hero in the garden, smiling happily. You knew her well enough to recognize the sparkling of her eyes. Which meant that…She was in love.

You huffed. Such things happened every day. Zelda was loved. She loved the others. She was beautiful with her perfect hair and posture, her smile and her deep eyes.

You sighed as you drew the curtains to the window, wanting not to see that happen over and over again like a record.

…You, on the other hand, wasn’t loved. You were outshined by your sister’s beautiful face and kind, honeyed words. Everyone seemed to prefer her over you.

You always watched in the background as everything revolved around her. You grew to be an outsider, a silent watcher, and a quiet observer- which had concealed you from many people’s eyes. It hurt at first, to see Zelda get her love but not you, but time passed and it worked a miracle.

Sometime a while back, you finally stopped caring about her, and the outside world.

You silently took out your own journal, taking out a pen and starting to write. You scribbled the words hastily, without much care- but those short words contained so much feelings and meanings that you had poured in.

It was another normal day for you; staying inside and reading, sometimes writing and even looking out the window again. Nothing fascinating. You even took a small walk outside the castle after the most busy hours, gazing at the sunlight and the flowers for a while before finally heading back.

By the time you reached your castle, it was nightfall. The stars twinkled, creating their own pattern that made you gaze at them in awe. The moon sent off a beautiful but silent gleam- not too strong, just barely there. You loved it that way though, it was always so little and you had to pay very close attention to it. Only then would you see the silver streams of light cascading from the sky; it was like going on a treasure hunt. It wasn’t easily visible like the sun, but it was just hidden behind its own thin curtains, wanting to be revealed. It reminded you of yourself.

After a silent moment, you jumped off from your windowsill before settling yourself on your comfortable bed, covering the soft silk sheets over yourself to prevent any cold air from reaching your form. You closed your eyes and braced for sleep to come.

But for some reason, it didn’t. It was strange; it was as if some sort of a force was keeping you from falling unconscious. You tried counting sheep up to 200, but it didn’t seem to work. With a sad sigh, you reluctantly stood up and trudged out of your room, deciding to get something warm to drink.

You headed to your kitchen (passing Zelda’s room in the process), rubbing your tired eyes as you opened the door to the kitchen. With another sigh, you opened the cupboard and grabbed a bottle of milk, warming it on the stove. You held the warm bottle in your two hands, preserving the warmth that you so needed. When you were about to drink it, your ears picked up the sound of a wooden instrument. It was quiet but definitely there, a soft but sad melody playing.

You silently pondered if you should follow the noise. It was past midnight, and who knows what would be lurking out there?

But something about the melody seemed so attractive; the sad melody was so fitting to your heart. You just couldn’t act the logical way.

So you started towards the sound, walking outside the safety of the castle walls and into the wilderness. You held the still warm bottle of milk in your hands- at least it was helpful for the heat.

You continued to walk, taking steps towards the beautiful sound. As you got closer, you recognized it as a wooden instrument- an ocarina, to be exact. Your curiosity was reaching its peak as you walked further and further, your nightgown swaying behind you in a gentle manner.

That was when you spotted a figure sitting atop a roof, and judging by the shadow, it was a human. You quietly made your way towards the person-holding your breath to not disturb the peaceful melody.

When you finally get close enough, the moonlight illuminated the stranger’s face, and thus revealing piercing white eyes and white hair, which seemed to be gleaming like pools of water. Strange red and blue markings were arranged on his face, and his lips were set in a thin line around the ocarina. His fingers were moving expertly on the wooden instrument, creating the melody that you had been following. His gaze was focused on something behind you, hazy and unfocused as if he was drifting off to his own world.

You stayed like that for a while until you had gathered enough courage to step closer. When you finally did so, the stranger seemed to snap out of whatever trance he was in, his eyes moving downwards to look at your form. He put down his ocarina and set it at his lap, glancing at you.

“May I ask what a lady like you is doing out in this late hour?” He asked, his voice deep yet calm. You looked up at him, meeting his somehow piercing yet calm gaze.

“…Your ocarina. For some reason, it attracted me.” You said. You were never the one to sugarcoat your words.

“Thank you. But even so, it’s too late for a fragile soul to walk outside, miss. Or should I call you…Princess?” You gasped at his statement. How did he..?

“How did you know?” You asked, bringing a hand forth to press it against your cheeks; a nervous habit you had developed and was never able to let go.

“…I know a lot of things. But I can feel your aura. And the mark on your hand; a symbol of royalty.” He said, gazing down at your hand in a bored manner. You quickly removed it and hid it from his view. A frown made its way to his face.

“…Why are you hiding it?” He asked, and you couldn’t help but flinch.

“I’m not!” You quickly blurted out. But he just sighed, and you knew that he didn’t believe you. You really couldn’t believe yourself either.

“..You must have your own reasons. Anyways, you must go home. I can’t make promises that you will be safe out here. I sense monsters coming near.” He said, looking in front of him.

“But…I can’t sleep today. For some reason, I feel like I need to escape. I can’t.” You said, sighing sadly. “So I can’t go back. Not today, not now.” You murmured, crossing your arms and looking down. A sigh was heard from the stranger.

“Are you really, really not going to go?” He asked, and you nodded meekly. He then glanced at the spot next to him.

“Then come up here. It’s dangerous down there if you’re all alone, Prin- I mean, miss.” He said before stretching a hand towards your way. You hesitated for a moment, but then nodded and grabbed his hand.

You climbed up the roof and sat down next to him, setting down the bottle of milk next to you. The stranger moved slightly over to give you space.

“What’s your name? …And who are you?” You asked quietly.

“My name is Fierce Deity Link. And… let’s just say that I’m part of the Hero.” He said, his monotone eyes flickering slightly.

“Huh? You mean you’re the hero of time?” You asked, gulping.

“…No, I’m just…A different version of him.” Looking at your confused expression, he sighed. “Never mind. Care to introduce yourself?”

“My name is (Y/N) (L/N). And…as you know, I’m a princess.” You said, glancing down at the ground. “But no one really notices me, Zelda’s always the first.” You smiled at the white haired man. A look of sympathy crossed his features, but he didn’t say anything for a while.

Silence filled the air, and all of a sudden, Fierce Deity started to play a song on his ocarina. You glanced curiously at him, but got no answer, so you just decided to quietly listen to it. The melody was sweet and slow this time, as if it was a lullaby.

You were grateful. This was his way of comforting you.

“You are really good.” You said after the song was finished. You turned to glance at the man, looking at his eyes that seem so piercing.

“Thanks.” He said, falling silent again. He then turned to look at you.

“It’s getting late. I must go. It was nice meeting you, Princess. I hope that we would meet again.” He said before jumping off the roof. He then took one final look at you before running off.

Wait… Did you just see pink on his cheeks?

….Probably not..?

~~~~ weeks later~~~

An annoyed sigh left your lips. You had never got to meet the Fierce Deity Link again. You could admit that you had liked him quiet a lot…You still could practically hear his beautiful ocarina playing those sweet melodies. And you could still see his white eyes gleaming; so gentle yet piercing just like the moon. He was so beautiful in such a … different way.

You quickly brushed off that thought, feeling your cheeks growing warm. What were you thinking? You had only met him once, and he was a stranger. You shouldn’t be thinking these kinds of things. Especially since you were a princess.

“Princess! Please don’t cock your head like that. Keep it straight so I can finish.” A maid behind you said, snapping you out of your thoughts. You found yourself in front of a mirror, a hairdresser currently styling your hair. You then remembered everything; how today was the great festival for the hero and your parents forced you to dress up. Your parents always let you stay if you didn’t want to go, so you naturally thought that you didn’t need to attend. However, this time, it was different. You parents insisted that you go this once, just because it was the great hero of time’s festival. So you were stuck here, getting carved to your parents’ and the people’s satisfaction, and being forced to stay in a place you really didn’t want to.

Ugh, the bad sides of being a princess.

“I’m sorry.” You then quickly lifted your head to make it easier for the maid to finish your hair. You seriously couldn’t wait.

When all preparations were finally done after what felt like hours, you found yourself standing in a full-body mirror, scanning yourself with a scowl on.

Your (H/C) hair was brushed neatly; golden flowers were pinned to various places and a crown was nestled on your head. Your lips were a vibrant pink, and same went for your dress- except that it was a slightly lighter shade. The silk dress flowed down up to your ankles and faded into a clean, white color. Various jewels lined the top of your dress, creating a pattern like stars. The fabric itself felt soft against your skin, which was good.

A single diamond bracelet was looped around your wrist. Just like Zelda’s hand, a triforce was drawn onto yours.

You did notice how much effort was put into you, but you didn’t like it. You were never the one to dress up, unlike Zelda who did it every single day. It annoyed you.

But you didn’t say anything, due to your parents standing right in front of you.

You waited until Zelda came, and when she finally did, you couldn’t help the sigh that escaped your lips. She was dressed up like a real princess; her golden locks gleaming and her dress fitting her form perfectly.

“You look beautiful, (Y/N)!” She said, and you just smiled and said the same thing back. But you weren’t sure Zelda meant it.

~~~~~~~~~

When you arrived at the Hyrule Castle Town (which wasn’t that far away), it was already filled with various people. An unintended groan left your lips at the sight.

“Mother, is it necessary that-“ You asked, but was cut off by your mother.

“Of course, (Y/N).”

You just shut your mouth and pressed your hands together, sighing.

When you arrived at the party, everyone was cheering- not for you, of course. You went along with it anyways as you smiled brightly, waving at them. Your facial muscles were actually starting to hurt.

When everyone finally went to enjoy themselves (thus leaving you alone), you sighed in annoyance. Zelda was off to find “someone” (it was obvious she who was going for. You know, the blonde one with the green hat? Ha, I bet you don’t know. /coughsarcasmcough/), and that leaved you alone in your highly uncomfortable state. The stares you were getting weren’t helping, either.

A man with shoulder length purple hair walks up to you, smiling kindly. He bows down. His purple attire sways slightly in the wind.

“May I have a dance?” He asked, offering a hand. He was smirking in such a way that intrigued you.

“But I don-“

“Aw, come on. I know you do.” He said before taking your hand rather forcefully. You sighed inwardly before nodding, forcing another smile. You got close to him, putting a hand on his shoulder.

..He smelled heavily of perfume… You inwardly groaned.

You two dance for a while, and you try your absolute best not to be rude to him. The music seemed to drag on forever, putting you on edge.

“Relax, princess. You seem too tense to dance.” The man said, (what was his name again? Karfei? Kafei?) and you urged your body to do so. He smiled lightly at you.

“That’s better.” He then continued dancing with you. You couldn’t wait for it to end.

When the music finally ended, you excused yourself politely. He whined lightly, forcing you to stay when you really didn’t want to.

So the next hour was spent by you surrounded by men (which were apparently Kafei’s friends), your patience slowly draining.

When you finally managed to escape from his vice-like grip(he had been very against the idea), you quickly headed to a slightly quiet and abandoned alleyway, leaning against the wall with a heavy sigh. You closed your eyes, trying to soothe the nauseous feeling in yourself. The peace and quiet helped at least a little bit.

But the blissful silence was broken when a voice was heard.

“And what’s such a pretty gurl doing alone in this hour?~” A voice- manly, but drunk- echoed through the small alleyway, making you snap open your eyes and quickly step forward.

Standing- or rather, looming over you were three men- their face heavy with a blush, probably due to alcohol. Their eyes- dull and unfocused- was roaming your face and body, which discomforted you.

“…Why, hello.” You said tentatively, trying to take a step away. But they wouldn’t allow it.

“Huh, why are you trying to leave?~ We’ll have so much fun together.” The guy said, smirking before taking a step towards you.

A red alarm flashed through your whole system, screaming at you to escape. You took a step back, only for your backside to meet the cold, stone wall of an abandoned store. You could feel your blood running cold- your head turning blank.

“Aww. Scared, are you? Don’t be~” A guy standing next to you said, and the three men closed in a circle around you. You clenched and unclenched your fist, feeling scared and nauseous.

“You are not to violate a princess! I suggest you all to get lost!” You said, cursing yourself for stuttering. You managed to keep up a brave face, but they just smirked.

“Aww.. How cute.” The slurred voice was starting to get to you. One of the guys quickly took a step closer, his face so dangerously close to yours. The heavy stench of alcohol made you gag. While you were distracted, he quickly snatched your wrist and pinned them down against the wall.

“I-I said get off me!” Your voice trembled, a mere whimper by now. You struggled against his iron grip, pushing your face away from his.

The guy smirked again, his breath ghosting over your face. He spoke such disgusting things into your ears.

That was when you noticed your free legs. You glanced at the strangers ahead of you, wondering if what you were about to do was a smart idea.

Well, only one way to find out.

You kicked the guy’s shin as hard as you can, knocking him back slightly. He cursed angrily, but the grip on your wrists loosened. You took the chance to wriggle free- but you were far too slow.

The other guy grabbed your wrist again, growling. He reminded you of a dog, to be true.

He lifted his hand, about to slap you hard against your face. Your eyes started to fill with wet tears, but you didn’t dare to let them flow.

“Do what you want to do. I am NOT submitting to you foolish, idiot dogs.” You spat, trembling so much in the inside- trying not to show it. The man snarled before lifting his hand higher.

His hand made contact against your face, making you gasp in pain. The other kicked you on your leg, and your face twisted into a agonized frown. The guy was about to slap you again, when-

The three men stumbled forward, as if hit by something. You looked down, only to find three deku nuts. The men collapsed, stunned momentarily.

Had someone seriously shot this…?

That was when a hand grabbed yours, startling you greatly. When you looked up, Fierce Deity Link was there, making you gasp in surprise. He seemed to pay no mind, though, as he swooped you in his arms and started to run. His strength seemed almost inhumane, carrying you like you were nothing. You, on instinct, grabbed onto him.

..He smelled of the forest and the wind- cool and fresh.

He looked behind himself and cursed. Judging by the look on his face and the shouts following you- those disgusting people had gained consciousness again, and they were chasing you. Fierce Deity Link focused his eyes to his front, his usual frown growing deeper.

“Hold on tight.” He said to you and you did as you were told- preparing to face whatever stunt he was about to pull. You looked forward to find…

A wall. And Link was running straight INTO it.

“WH-“ Your exclaim was cut off as the warrior jumped with such force, leaping on a box and then over the wall- the box shattering from the force. You eeped as you felt your stomach drop from the sudden movement. You could hear the shouts of protests from the men chasing behind you.

You clamped your mouth shut to conceal the scream that tried to escape your mouth. Fierce Deity Link cast you a quick glance, nodding lightly as if appreciating your actions. Then he focused on front and continued to run- through a forest into some sort of a clearing- before slowing slowly into a stop.

He slowly looked around, and when he was sure that you were safe, he set you down. You immediately slid down to the ground after that, your legs losing its strength to actually hold you upright.

“Are you alright, Princess?” He asked, his voice laced with worry. You nodded weakly, keeping the hand on your mouth. You felt like throwing up then and there.

“…” He was silent for a while as he watched you, his eyes scanning your features. He then squatted in the ground, peering into your face.

“You don’t look so. Here, take this.” He said as he handed you a bottle of… bluish green liquid, holding it against your free hand. You shook your head furiously- finally letting the tears escape from your eyes and flow down to your chin.

“I promise you it’s safe, Princess. I wouldn’t ever want to cause any harm.” He said, and you saw his face soften-which threw you off guard. You peered into his eyes, and then slowly nodded your head.

You hesitantly removed the hand against your lips, bringing the potion to your mouth and forcing yourself to drink. It tasted of bitter medicine- and you hated it.

You forced yourself to swallow the liquid, closing your eyes to try and soothe the dizzy feeling you had. The liquid seemed to work, as it slowly cleared your buzzing mind and dulled the pain on your legs and cheek- making you slowly slide open your eyes.

Your eyes met with pure white ones- but they were soon blurred, thanks to your tears. Quickly wiping them away with your hands, you thanked the man.

“Thank you, Fierce Deity Link, for saving me. And I am very sorry that I had gotten you out of your way and forced you to see this vulnerable side of mine- I’ll make sure that it would never happen aga-“ Fierce Deity Link cut you off, shaking his head.

“Don’t. You don’t have to be a princess.. Not now, at least not with me.” He said then frowned, wiping away the wetness of your cheeks with his hands. The comforting gesture was enough to make your heart warm.

“T-thank you. Never had I received such kind words before.” You said, smiling lightly. You then handed the blue bottle back to him.

“…Here, let’s get you back to your home.” The warrior said, holding out his hand.

“Are you okay to walk?”

“Yes, I am. And please leave me, I don’t want myself being a burden to you any more than I already did.” You said, standing up. Your legs were still weak though, and you instantly fell down.

A sigh was heard before Fierce Deity Link picked you up again in his arms, not meeting your gaze.

“…I told you. You don’t have to be the princess when you’re with me.” He said, carrying you back all the way to your home. You guys were silent for a long while- save for you shivering lightly from the cold. He seemed to notice that as he took off the scarf he was wearing and handed it to you. You were about to refuse it, but his piercing eyes made you do otherwise.

You quietly put it on, finding the warmth quite helpful. You quietly gazed at the male- ignoring the fact that you were being rude- as you took in the slight carves and features of his face again.

You were too busy with that to notice that you were finally back home. You only did realize it when the warrior set you down, snapping you out of your little stance.

“I believe your parents should be home by now. Will you be fine to go up by yourself?” He asked quietly, looking up at the grand castle that stood before him. You nodded before reaching for the scarf to hand it back to him- only for him to shake his head.

“That’s for the milk you gave me earlier.” He said, and after a stunned moment, a smile broke on your face. So he remembered. Someone remembered.

“…Thank you again, brave soul. I am very grateful.” You said, smiling. You gave him a small bow, refraining yourself from giving him a hug or a small kiss- he would probably dislike it.

A curt nod was sent by him as you turned away and walked to your house, feeling slightly saddened.

So this was over. He probably won’t see you again.

You entered the castle (finding it empty, to your dismay and also relief) and went up to your room, plopping down on your bed as you closed your eyes, remembering all the horrible incidents you had earlier. The memories seemed to haunt you for a moment- until the thought of Fierce Deity came to mind. Your lips formed a small smile at that thought, and you were grateful that you were to be going to sleep in peace.

…tap! Tap! Tap!

You instantly opened your eyes to the sound, sitting up and looking around. When you looked at the window, a bird was sitting there- but not just any bird.

A bird with a small note.

You opened the window and carefully removed the note from its beak, letting it fly away. You opened the small piece of paper before reading its contents.

Meet me at the castle town tomorrow. 1 PM.

You grinned, feeling happy as ever.

Quickly, you cupped your mouth and shouted over the wind, “ALRIGHT!”

You then quickly closed the window, your heart beating fast. The ticklish feeling- it was no doubt.

You were falling in love.