The Maiden of Polar Lights

[b] I know this is long, but I have to type quite a bit of a story before I feel like I have my roots in it. This is my first fan fic, so I need all the criticism I can get. Oh, I know it starts off slow, but please keep on reading! [b/]

“Looking good Aurora!” Neec shouted at me as I passed him in Castle Town. It was a lovely morning, with just enough clouds in the sky to keep it bright outside, but not boiling. And I was in a great mood, just ready for something great to happen.

“Thanks, I know,” I said, turning my head back to see him. I gave him a flirty wink. “You don’t looks bad yourself!” I turned my head forward and continued carrying the basket full of sweets my father gave me to bring to Telma. The aroma floating up to my nose from the basket was intoxicating. I could almost taste the raspberry Danishes and the Pain au Chocolat. My father didn’t make the sweets, of course. Savi, who is Neec’s mother, made them this morning. Which meant that they were still very fresh.

“Wait!” Neec shouted, jogging up beside me. He ran his hand through his chestnut brown hair, which far too often fell into his deep green eyes. “Let me escort you to wherever you are headed, my lady,” he said, looping his tanned arm through my basket- free arm. My heart pounded a little in my chest. Neec was quite a good- looking lad.

“I am going to Telma’s bar, to deliver the basket of sweets your mother made this morning,” I stated, keeping my eyes straight in front of me and my head held high. I wanted to seem confident in front of Neec, and I didn’t want to seem affected by his oh- so- daring charm.

“Yes, of course!” Neec exclaimed, as if a lantern had gone off in his head. “Do you know what they are plotting? Because I always hear my parents talking about something, often with your father.”

“No, I cannot say I do,” I said, closing my eyes and bowing my head a little. Father was always talking with people about “urgent matters” for as long as I could remember. He never told me what he was talking about, but I never saw what the big deal was. He was a business man- five years ago, he opened a store in Hyrule Castle Town, and a year ago, he went into business with the Gorons. They owned a large shop in Hyrule that people traveled to from far and wide to trade and buy items. Father owned many rare objects, and he also sold weapons and ammunition. The Gorons were great and making deals with people and creatures who weren’t very fond of Hylians. “It’s probably another business deal.”

“I don’t know, Ara,” he said, calling me by his special nick- name he made up when we were five. “It seemed different… Almost like they are afraid to speak of it,” he whispered, putting emphasis on the word afraid. We sashayed down the steps leading to Telma’s bar, and Neec unhooked his arm from mine.

“Are you going to come in?” I asked him, biting my bottom lip, which is still a nervous habit of mine. I get nervous, and embarrassed, easily.

“I have some work to do at the bakery, BUT,” he started, showing off his bright smile, “I can meet you later. Fountain, at sunset?” he asked, putting his hands into his pockets.

“My fitting for my dress for the ball is mid-afternoon… But sure. I can make it,” I answered, cocking my head and smiling sweetly. “I will see you at sunset.” I turned around and pushed open the door to the bar, a huge smile on my face. [i] I am going to see Neec tonight. La la la la la [i/] I sing- songed in my head. I was already happy that day because of my fitting for the dress for the annual ball. Once a girl turns seventeen, she is allowed to attend the Annual Ball, if she so desires (and if she can afford a dress). It’s a night of fun, dancing, music, and romance. I was going to turn seventeen in two days, which was just enough time for the ball that was in four days.

“Bye Ara!” Neec shouted, and the smile on my face grew bigger as I stepped into the bar.

“Well, well. You look very happy sweetie,” Telma observed, smiling with her arms crossed. Telma was quite a strange beauty, with dark red hair and tan skin, and quite a large, curvy figure. “Oh, your freckles are coming out! That means summer is here,” Telma announced. I hung my head and walked toward the bar Telma was behind. I may act like I think I am gorgeous around everybody else, but not Telma, especially not if she mentions my freckles. I have never really liked my freckles. People say that they don’t notice them, or that they look great on me, but I still really hate having freckles.

“Oh, Aurora, you know your freckles look beautiful on you. Now hold your head up and smile,” Telma commanded. I did so, handing her the basket. “See, you are as beautiful Princess Zelda! But you have nicer eyes,” she stated, cupping my face in her hand. “You’re eyes change shades of blue- some days they’re icy, some days they are bright, and some days they are as clear as Lake Hylia…” Telma drifted into thought, then suddenly she came back to her senses. “Oh, what’s this?” She questioned, looking at the basket.

“Father sent me over with it. Do not ask me why, cause I do not know why,” I recited in a monotone voice. “But,” I leaned closer, lowering my voice to a whisper. “You could, possibly, reveal some information…,” I not- so- subtly- hinted. Telma laughed her very jolly laugh, and winked at me.

“Well, let me search this basket for some information. In the mean time, would you like a drink?”

“Oh yes please!” I replied, nodding my head so that my curls bounced up and down. “Some sparkling Lake Hylia water would be lovely. And I know, it will be five rupees,” I said, drawling “five rupees” out. Telma gave me a strange look, then smiled to herself.

“Even though you’re almost seventeen, occasionally I still see the child slip out of you,” she said to herself, almost nostalgically. She gave me a glass of water and I handed her the rupees. “Go along now, sit over there!” she ordered, pointing at a table in the far corner of the bar. I sat there and tried to read Telma’s face, but she wasn’t showing any emotion. After what seemed like hours (in reality it was about five minutes), Telma came over and leaned down on the table.

“I can tell you, because it has to do with you,” Telma stated, a smile growing on her face. ”I am to take you to Ordon!”

“Ordon?” I asked, scrunching up my nose. “Isn’t that some fishing and farming village outside of Hyrule?”

“Yes, it is. Your dad and the Gorons want to do business with the mayor there, but they want you to meet, and charm, the villagers there. Hyrule field is quite a dangerous place, but if we are careful and do not move slowly, the trip should take about a day.” I groaned and rolled my eyes.

“Fine. When are we going to take this trip?”

“We will leave tomorrow, stay for a day or two, and then come back,” Telma stated, her eyes sparkling.

“WHAT?!” I said, choking on the gulp of water I just took. “But… the Annual Ball is in four days!”

“If we follow schedule, we will be back in more than enough time for the ball. And you agreed with your father that you wouldn’t celebrate your birthday until after the ball,” Telma responded, lifting her arms off the table.

“Sibela said that I could help her with preparations though! And we were going to go shopping for accessories tomorrow!” I pleaded. Sibela Calatia was my best friend, and her father was rumored to once help the deceased King out of a tough spot. Therefore, they entire Calatia family was very close to the Royal family, and got to participate in many special events.

“Aurora Sara Riwah, you are going to take this journey whether you like it or not,” Telma scolded, which was very unusual for her. She was always jolly and happy (and flirty with men). But sometimes, she would play mother for me. I did need one, after all. “Now I suggest you go home and pack three days worth of clothes- and ONLY three days. None of your fancy dresses, either. You’re going to have to wear trousers. We cannot have you being high maintenance while we are traveling around Hyrule.”

I knew better than to say anything to Telma besides “Okay,” so I said exactly that and left that bar.



“Blue looks great on you Aurora,” Sibela said to me, her full lips parted into a slight smile. I looked in the mirror at the dress that I had tried on. At the moment, it was far too big, but that’s why I came to get fitted! The tailor said she could fix the dress within two days (how our tailor did things so fast, I do not know) and that it would cost 300 rupees. The dress was an off the shoulder gown in a baby blue iridescent silk brocade, with a striking white sewn-in belt, and a beaded fringe along the ruffled shoulder flounce. Its hem fell gracefully to the floor and it had a small hoop skirt and little white bows lining the bottom of the dress. I was wearing white silk gloves that bunched ever- so- slightly at the top. My hair, which is a mix of dirty, golden, and strawberry blonde, was up in a high ponytail, with curls cascading from the top of my head to my shoulders. The way the tailor styled ladies, I would sometimes swear she came from a different world. She did have a slight accent, so it wasn’t completely improbable.

“Thank you,” I responded, turning around and curtsying toward Sibela. “Purple looks very good on you.”

“Do you think so?” she asked, turning and looking at herself from all sorts of different views in the mirror. Her black hair was half up, and it reached all the way down to the middle of her back. She turned to look at me with her large tree- green eyes. Sibela was beautiful, and everybody knew it . “Maybe we should try an emerald green… It would match my eyes!”

“Oh, no, no,” the tailor, Miss Brachial, said in her heavy accent. “Zis dress looks bootiful.” She started tugging at areas on the dress, and kept on writing things down on her clipboard. I giggled and looked outside. The sky was starting to turn a slight pink.

“Oh no! I have to go!” I exclaimed, looking at the sun that was about to descend over the horizon. “Miss Brachial, do you have all of my measurement?”

“Yah. You may leave. Take ze dress off first!” she shouted as I was about to walk out the door in the beautiful gown. I turned around and smiled sheepishly, the quickly changed into my normal clothes.

”Bye!” I shouted breathlessly, walking out the door. The fountain was right outside the tailors, and I did a quick scan for Neec. Not catching sight of him, I walked toward the fountain and sat on it’s edge. The town band was singing in the corner, and people were bustling about everywhere, eager to get home. A group of teenage girls walked by whispering and giggling. When they saw me, they glared. Girls never like me until they get to know me. I smiled and waved at them, and one of them scowled at me. They went and sat down at the restaurant next to the shop my father and the Gorons owned.

“There you are!” Neec stated, sitting on the fountain edge and sliding beside me. He gave me a mischievous smile. “I’ve been looking for you for five minutes!”

“Sorry,” I said, blushing. [i] He’s been looking me, he’s been looking for me! [i/] “It took me awhile to find a dress for the ball, and then we had to measure for adjustments.”

“Well I can’t wait to see you in the dress. I hope it fits tight,” Neec, his smile growing bigger.

“Neec!” I shouted, shocked. I slapped him playfully on the arm. Neec lost his balance and toppled a little, almost falling into the water. I giggled as he caught himself and pulled himself to an upright position.

“Hey, hey, hey! I was kidding. No need to push me into the water,” he joked, his green eyes twinkling. “Anyways…there is a reason I wanted to meet you. Remember when we were four and we each found five rupees in the grass right by the steps outside the North Entrance of castle town?” he questioned.

“Of course! And we said that we were going to save up our money until we were eighteen and then buy a castle bigger than Hyrule Castle,” I replied, laughing at how truly stupid we were when we were young.

“Well I did save up my money, and recently I went to Goron mines and I saw this.” Neec reached into his pocket and pulled something out, wrapped up in paper. “Here… open it.” I looked at Neec with a slight smile and started pulling apart the paper. I was expecting something silly, like a bottle with some strange spider.

“Okay Neec. I hope it isn’t another spider. You know how much I h-” I stopped, too shocked to talk. It was a beautiful necklace, made up many of aqua- colored jewels on a pure silver chain.

“This stone is native to Goron mines. There are seventeen of them on this chain, one for every year we’ve known each other,”” Neec said in his deep voice. “It matches your eyes. Well sometimes anyways. Your eyes do change shades of blue. Here,” he said, taking the necklace from my hand and draping it on me. He turned me around and looked at me. “Amazing,” he said breathily.

“It’ll look great with my gown. Neec… thank you, so much. I don’t… I don’t know how I can repay you,” I softly whispered the last part, sort of ashamed I couldn’t give him anything in return.

“You can save me three dances at the ball. And, just always wear this necklace,” Neec stated, and his mysterious, beautiful smile came back. “Whatever you do, wherever you go, I want you to think of me,” he explained. I nodded, still somewhat speechless. My heart was running as fast as a horse. “Anyways, I have to go. Shouldn’t you be getting home anyways? I heard you’re going on a business trip to Ordon,” Neec teased.

“Ugh, please do not remind me! But yes, I do have to go. And Neec, I… I really th-” Neec put his finger to my mouth, silencing me.

“See you in four days, Ara.” He stopped and looked at me, as if considering something, then he just smiled and ran off. Once he was out of sight, I did a spin and held back the urge to squeal with delight. I caught sight of the girls who glared at me earlier. [i/] Hey, guess what?! I have a gorgeous boy! [i/] I shouted to them in my mind. I then turned around and skipped all the way home.



“Aren’t we looking cute today, Aurora?” Telma said to me as I loaded my traveling bag into her wagon. I was wearing tight white pants that cut off right below my knee, and an electric blue top that cut off above my midriff. It was sort of inappropriate, but I felt like I had to rebel against being forced to go to Ordon and basically show the people there that “Look! I’m a pretty girl from Hyrule, and if you make a deal with my dad, you will get to see more of me!”

“Why thank you Telma. I packed only three outfits, like you said. And only a few cosmetics- mascara, kohl, and soap,” I announced, proud of myself. If this had been Sibela, she would’ve packed some face foundation, eye shadow (made from Hylian flower petals), and much more.

“Well, let us head on our way then! And I’m warning you, we could possibly be attacked,” Telma admitted. “We will just have to be brave, and ready to fight back!”

“Fight… back? How will we do that?!” I croaked, my throat having suddenly gone dry.

“I have brought a bow and arrow. That’s how, sweetie,” Telma said calmly.

“Oh Din, Nayru, and Farore,” I muttered to myself. I clenched my hand around the necklace Neec gave me. I noticed that it matched the ring my mother gave to me, a few years earlier. Not long before she suddenly changed…


“Telma, have you ever been married?” I asked, continuing my series of annoying questions. It was about noon, but the sun was covered by some very white, very fluffy clouds. I was under the wagon cover, trying to “protect my fair skin.” Telma was outside of the wagon cover, directing the horses.

“No ma’am.”

“Are you involved with anybody at the moment?”

“Well… no. I am interested I somebody, however,” Telma confessed, then she winked at me.
“Ooooo-ooooo,” I sang teasingly. “Tell me more. What’s he like?”

“He is quite a tall man. The sort of man who has a presence. He has long black hair, and is quite talented, for sure. He lives in Kakariko Village,” Telma said dreamily.

“That’s why you make so many trips to Kakariko!” I gasped. “Hey, aren’t the Goron mines there?” I asked. My dad went to Kakariko village often to visit some Gorons, and I had heard him talk about the mines.

“Mmmmm,” Telma hummed. “I noticed that you have a necklace from there.” Absentmindedly I brought my hand to the necklace. I could see Neec’s deep green eyes and his daring smile right in front of me. I couldn’t help but let a goofy grin grow on my face. “Neec showed that necklace to me before giving it to you. He wanted to make sure you would like it. I told him it was perfect because the jewels matched your eyes- well, some days it will anyways. Today your eyes are more icy,” Telma stated, being ever so observant. “I have, what you might call, an obsession with eyes.”

“That’s understandable,” I said, nodding my head. “Eyes are how you can tell who somebody is, what they are really thinking.”

“Exactly,” Telma agreed. She smiled to herself, then suddenly a surprised look crossed her face.

“What…?” I asked, worried. Telma then turned to me with a smile on her face again.

“Do you know how to use a bow and arrow?” she questioned, searching my eyes.

“Well my dad taught me once. I am not really that good though,” I answered with a bored voice. “Why do you want to know?”

“Crawl up here beside me and look,” she ordered. I dragged myself up beside her and scanned the area, looking for something of interest. Then I saw them- Bulblins. At least fifty of them were starting to come toward us, arrows and clubs in their ugly hands.

“Telma… I thought Bulblins were at peace with Hylians!” I exclaimed, thoroughly surprised.

“King Bulblin said he was supports the winning side- our side. Not all of the Bulblins stopped attacking, but I haven’t seen this many in a year! King Bulblin must’ve changed sides,” Telma concluded, nodding her head up and down.

“Telma, there is no way we can take all of them! There is two of us and at least fifty of them,” I whined, for I was scared. “How about we just run for it?”

“Bulblins will catch up with us. Now get the bow and the arrows out and start shooting! I‘ll guide us all around so their arrows won‘t hit us.” I quickly went back into the wagon and saw a bows and a supply of arrows. I quickly sat next to Telma and set the arrows between us. I don’t know how, because I was so scared, but I started shooting. My aim wasn’t the best, and I had only shot about five Bulblins before half the supply of arrows were gone.

“Shoot the Bulblins that have bows- for now, they are more likely to hurt us,” Telma bellowed over the loud noise of the approaching Bulblins. Some were on these huge pigs (at least, that’s what they looked like) that acted like horses, so they were making the most noise of all.

Soon, all my arrows were gone, and there were still at least thirty Bulblins left. The Bulblins on the huge pigs (note to self, ask Telma what the pigs were actually called) were almost right next to us.

“WHAT DO WE DO?!??!?!?!?” I shouted, freaking out. “Oh my Din, oh my Din, Oh my goddamn Din!” I was practically pulling my hair out.

“Aurora, pray to the goddesses for help. Cursing their names will not help,” Telma playfully scolded, making a disapproving sound. I was surprised by how at- ease she was, but nevertheless, I bowed my head and said a quick prayer.

“Please, Farore, give us the courage to defeat these Bulblins. Nayru, grant us the wisdom to trick these Bulblins. Din, give us the power to fight against these Bulblins and win,” I whispered to myself quickly. I looked at Telma with what must’ve been sheer fright, for she started to mollify me like I was a baby crying for it’s mother.

“It’s okay dear. Everything is going to be alright,” she said in a soothing whisper. And I believed her. Well, I believed her for about a second. Then the wagon caught on fire. Oh, did I mention I could hear a Bulblin laugh in my hear?

“EEEEEK!” I screamed in my high pitched voice. The Bulblin lifted it’s arm with the club in it and was about to scream when all of a sudden, he fell off his pig. The second Bulblin on the pig looked behind it, apparently as curious as I was. I took the chance and grabbed my bow and whacked it’s head. Surprised, the Bulblin threw it’s bow, and the quiver containing arrows, into the air. I caught the quiver swiftly. I took one and tossed the rest to Telma, who lifted my hand from the reins and caught them without even looking. She placed them between us, while I got my act together and tried to put the arrow in the bow. I fumbled a little, and by that time, the Bulblin had (somehow) equipped a club and was ready to knock me down. An arrow flew threw the air and pierced it in the back. The Bulblin leaned it’s head back and fell sideways off the pig, which then started to run in the other direction. I peeked around the burning wagon to see what had shot the arrow.

A very good looking young man, maybe a year older than me, was riding toward us on a beautiful horse, putting his bow and arrow away and taking out a sword. He was wearing a dusty green tunic, and a matching hat was placed on top of his dirty blonde head. His eyes were a fierce, wild, piercing blue. I noticed that there were only about fifteen Bulblins left; the rest were all on the ground, presumably dead. Eight were on pigs, two per pig, and the rest were running toward our wagon, shooting more fiery arrows at us. Even if we survived this, all of our possessions would be burnt to a crisp. Great…

The handsome guy was quickly killing the Bulblins on the ground, and now only the eight on the big pig thingies were left. He looked at our wagon and I saw the fire reflect in his gorgeous eyes. He searched his pockets, pulled out a rather large boomerang, and aimed it at our wagon. The fire was immediately put out, and to my surprise, none of the wagon was even burnt. It was perfectly intact.

“Oh that boy,” Telma murmured. “Always saving people.” She laughed and then waved at the young man, who smiled at her and continued to kill more Bulblins. Now only four were left. “Isn’t he handsome?” Telma asked me, her eyes following Link’s movements.

“Uh- huh,” I agreed, my mouth open, watching him. I don’t know how to explain it, but I couldn’t take my eyes off him. It was as if he had put a spell on me to only keep my eyes on him.

“Oh no. Sweetie, I know that look in your eyes,” Telma said, implying that I felt something for Link. Which wasn’t possible. I mean, I had Neec.

“What look?” I asked knowing perfectly well what look she meant. I immediately regretted asking the question, because I really did not want to get on this topic. To make sure she didn’t answer, I picked up my bow up and aimed at one of the Bulblins. I pulled back, let go, and… missed. The arrow went straight to the ground. Frustrated, I tried again, this time aiming at a Bulblin the guy was trying to kill.

“Be careful not to kill our swordsman,” Telma joked. I gave her a dirty look, then quickly refocused back on the Bulblin. The young man had just got hit and was hoisting himself back onto his horse, but the Bulblin was about to hit him with a club again. I let go of the arrow and… BAM! the Bulblin fell off the huge pig. Link was now on his horse and was already battling the last Bulblin. Telma turned to look at me, her face happy, but shocked. “Good job Aurora. And you know what look I was talking about.” I smiled sheepishly to myself and hid my face, hoping Telma wouldn’t see the blush growing on it. “Well all the Bulblins are dead!” she cheered, throwing her hands up in the air. “Link, get over here!”

I lifted my head up quickly. So Link was his name? Well, he was riding toward us, and my heart was running faster than his horse was.

“Link, this is Aurora,” Telma said when Link was near. “Aurora, this is Link.”

I flipped my hair back and smiled at him. “Hi.” Boy, I was great at conversation. All I could muster up was hi?!

“Hi,” he said back, smiling. He had such a pretty smile, and his eyes were glowing, which was drawing me all the more into him. Telma couldn’t keep the smug grin off her face.

“I was telling Aurora how handsome you are. She thoroughly agreed with me,” she stated. I giggled nervously, and looked at Link to see his reaction. I couldn’t read his expression, but I thought I saw a slight blush cross his face. “Anyways, we are headed to Ordon. Would you care to escort us there?”

“Well… I guess. I do need to visit home. It’s been awhile since I’ve seen everybody. I need to check up on Colin,” he said, then took a deep breath. “And Ilia.” There was a lot of emotion in his voice, I noticed.

Telma winked at him. “That’s a good boy. I wonder how that Ilia is doing myself. She’s such a nice girl, so she is,” she commented. I couldn’t help but be jealous of this Ilia girl. I was dreading meeting her the next day, because I knew I would just act icy toward her. I really didn’t want to act like those girls yesterday in Castle Town.

“I cannot wait to meet the villagers in Ordon,” I announced, smiling brightly. I swear I saw Telma roll her eyes. Link looked at me, but I couldn’t read his face. It seemed like he was studying me, looking for faults deep within.

“Aurora, right?” he asked, and I nodded. “Um, thanks for killing that one Bulblin. It… It saved me some hassle,” he admitted. I beamed at him, but he was already riding ahead of us, guiding us.

“It’s not exactly super easy for strangers to gain his trust dear. But I fear that we shall all have to trust each other soon enough,” Telma said, and I detected a certain amount of fear in her voice. I should have been worried, but I wasn’t- all my thoughts were with Link.



My eyelids were growing heavy, and I was occasionally drooping off against Telma’s shoulder. “Almost there sweetie,” I could hear her whispering in my ear.

“O…okay,” I tried to say. I’m not quite sure how it came out, but Telma gave me a strange look, like I had said something completely out of the blue. I stretched out and yawned, then looked around with my eyes half closed. We were in a beautiful spring, and Link was washing his horse in it’s crystal clear water. “Where exactly are we?” I asked Telma, climbing out of the wagon to wake myself up with some spring water.

“Faron Woods, in the Faron Spring” Telma stated matter- of- fact- ly. I nodded, pretending I knew where Faron Woods was. My geography is not exactly the greatest. “This journey was quicker than I thought it would be. All thanks to our handsome swordsman over here,” she declared, gesturing towards Link. He looked at Telma with a blank look, then smiled sheepishly. Telma and I both giggled at his shyness.

“Can we really enter the village in the middle of the night?” I asked Link once the giggling subsided, widening my eyes, trying to look cute. I figured I should go for an innocent look with him. The bare midriff probably did not help things though.

“Well, we could just stop at my house. We wouldn’t be disturbing anybody and that way you would still be in the village,” Link suggested, looking at Telma for approval.

“Oh Link, such a gentlemen you are, inviting us to stay at your house,” she giggled, waving her hand at him in a flirty way. I think I threw up a little in my mouth.

“Um… I only…I only have one bed,” he said awkwardly, looking down at and shuffling his feet. “I’m not quite sure you two would be able to share it.” How sweet! He was going to give up his very own bed for us!

“Oh, I don’t need a bed. I can sleep in the wagon tonight,” I found myself saying. Telma looked at me with pure shock on her face. I was pretty surprised too, because I am not exactly low maintenance. “You can sleep in your own bed.” I beamed at him, hoping he found me charming. He just nodded, however, and turned to Telma.

“Would you like my bed, Telma?”

“Of course, honey,” she said, giggling again. I was suddenly very eager to get to bed by then, and was far too tired to feel sickened by Telma’s flirty-ness.

“How far are we from your house, Link?” I asked, stifling a yawn. I think he sensed how tired I was, or maybe he saw it, for he immediately mounted his large horse.

“Not far at all,” he said in his deep, soothing voice. I smiled at him, and he took off.

“Oh, Aurora, you have it bad for him,” Telma said as I was climbing back into the wagon. She hit one of the horses and we were off, following Link. I narrowed my eyes and gave Telma my dirtiest look, but she just laughed.



We arrived at his house not five minutes later. It was in a large tree, separate from the rest of the village, with a ladder to climb to reach it’s door. It suddenly occurred to me that Link must have lived alone, without parents.

“Well, Link, I think I can find my way around your house. I’m off to bed. Good night you two,” Telma said, winking at us. She yawned, the started climbing the ladder. Link and I both watched her enter the house. Once I knew she was in, I turned to Link.

“Um… We have blankets and pillows here in the wagon. If you would like to share,” I said, cringing at my awkwardness. [i] Tomorrow, I will be more confident [i/[, I told myself.

“Uh… well… thanks. Is there enough room?” he asked nonchalantly. My stomach did a back flip, and I couldn’t stop the smile from growing on my face, no matter how badly I wanted to.

“Yes, Telma made sure the wagon would fit the two of us laying down, plus another,” I stated in a sweet voice.

“Oh. Okay. Then sure- just let me change,” he answered. I changed into my night shift as quickly as possible, then set pillows diagonal from each other, to try and reduce the possible awkwardness. I was setting up beds when Link climbed into the wagon, with just a pair of trousers on. I tried my best to keep my eyes off his torso, but it proved impossible. His abs were very well defined, and his chest was quite broad.

“Um,” I started when I could tear my eyes off his torso to his eyes, “I set up beds… You can pick whichever you want.” He smiled a little, then sat down in the makeshift bed nearest him.

“Thanks. Well, good night Aurora,” he said, then he laid down on the blanket and passed out. I tucked myself into the covers and fell asleep with a smile on my face, and my hand on my necklace. But I wasn’t thinking about Neec…



I dreamed that Hyrule was fading, a new evil taking over it.

“Without the connection, Hyrule cannot exist. Nothing can protect it. You must help restore this connection,” a dreamy voice said.

“What connection? And how?” I asked, searching for the source of the voice.

“Him… You must help him,” was all it said. I shouted more questions after it, but it never responded. Then, Hyrule was swallowed by a complete darkness, and everything went ice cold. I screamed, but my screams just echoed off the infinite darkness, with nobody around to hear them.

I then woke up to see two kids staring at my face.

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