Soon after Link told her that story of his young life, Zelda went to making his time in the castle less tedious and full of confusion.

So she gave him a tour of the castle. It was quite long and sometimes-even Zelda didn’t even know which hallway was which.

“And were now walking towards my favorite place in the castle,” Zelda announced. Link became curious.

“Which is?” he asked. Zelda stopped and turned around.

“The gardens, of course,” she said with a dreamy look. He wondered how beautiful the gardens in the castle could possibly.

Zelda and Link entered the gardens. They were certainly a fantastic sight. A small moat circled around the place as they walked across a small bridge that led to the island.

It was a simple garden. In the middle was a large circle of dirt filled with the most colorful and beautiful flowers growing. Two cherry blossoms stood next to the small garden of wildflowers.

Zelda lowered her head. “Winchel and I used to come here all the time. But ever since…”

Link listened with compassion. “I understand.”

She turned around. “If you want, you can come here as much as you want, but I don’t think I should stay here.”

She walked away, and he followed. “What do you mean come there as much as I want? Aren’t I supposed to be working for you?”

She put her hands on her hips. “Are you really that slow? I can’t force you to do anything like you’re my slave when you saved my life. Not to mention that you’re a servant because of me.”

“Zelda that’s not…”

“Yes, it is,” she interrupted fiercely. “As much as you want to believe that you got yourself into this, it’s not true. Please Link; please accept that this is my fault. You had a choice to save me or not, and if you didn’t, you would still be a free man.”

He was about to make another comment, but Zelda shot a glare at him, and he sighed.

“Okay,” he said. “I accept the fact that I might’ve had a choice to save you.”

“And?”

“Zelda, I can’t lie to myself like this,” he replied. She gave a frustrated growl.

“You know what, never mind,” she said. “Can we please just get off this subject?”

“Yes,” he said quickly. She gave him a surprised look at how quickly he made that answer, but she turned around

“We should move on,” Zelda said hurtfully and walked through the halls, followed by the somber Link. He mentally kicked himself for being such an idiot around Zelda.


Zelda opened her door, followed by Link. “And that’s the end of the tour.”

He nodded, impressed by the size of the castle. He then remembered that fight that they just had.

“Look Zelda, I’m really sorry I,” he started. She put her hand up to silence him.

“You don’t have to explain yourself,” she said. “I should’ve never forced you to lie about anything. I’m sorry.”

He made a relieved sigh. “So everything’s okay again. Can we stop fighting and forget about the past?”

She nodded. “I quite agree. We shouldn’t dwell on the past when this is the present.”

She stopped again. “By the way… The castle is very busy, and everyone finds something to do, even me. So if I never ask for help on something when you’re busy just say the word and I’ll understand.”

Link gave her a confused look. “My only job is to serve you. That’s the only work I have to do.”

She shook her head. “Believe me, you’ll find something to do. Even I find some work to do in this castle when there are hundreds of servants all over the place. You can easily find something to do, especially at this time of year.”

“This time of year?” He asked. She gave him a surprised look.

“You mean you don’t know?” She said astonished. “In two months our Annual Festival will begin.”

“What’s going on at this Annual Festival?” He asked curiously.

“Why, my father invites every servant, peasant, and others, except for criminals over to a festival in the castle, dressed in their best clothes. The festival goes on for everyone. There will be games, food, and much more. And at night there will be a ball for everyone,” Zelda informed. He raised an eyebrow.

“Sounds fun,” he commented.

She walked away. “Not really.”

“Really?” he asked. She sighed.

“The party that day will be fun, but because I’m single again, every prince from around the world will visit Hyrule, for not only the party, but the selfish princes will come and try and impress me,” Zelda sighed. “And then I’ll have to dance with these stupid princes unless I find a partner.”

She then looked over at Link and an idea popped into her head. “Hey Link, do you know how to dance?”

Link, upon hearing that question, immediately went beet red. “Umm, well… No… Sorry…”

Zelda nodded. “Then I’ll have to teach you.”

“What!”

“I’ll teach you. Unless you want me to dance with selfish perverts.”

He sighed. The word ‘pervert’ struck a chord in him. He felt like he was becoming overprotective of her, but he had to do it, even though he didn’t really want to dance at all.

“All right,” he sighed. “I’ll try to dance, but where’s the party going to be? Surely not in the castle, is it?”

Zelda made a sigh of relief and gestured for him to follow her. They went to the back of the castle and outside.

Outside was a simple miniature field. There were stands with games prepared. A table could be seen with a batch of odd purple fruit. And at the back was a large tank and a chair over it. Beside it was a small bulls eye.

Link curiously walked up to it. Zelda noticed this and took a small orange ball. She handed it to Link.

“Go ahead, try to hit the bulls eye.”

He took the ball with a smile and threw it at the bulls eye. It hit the target perfectly, sending the chair attached to the wall against the tank down as a few bits of leaves and dust fell into the pool of water.

Link smirked at Zelda, and she walked over to the pool of water and put the chair back in its original place.

“That was simply dumb luck,” Zelda said stubbornly. Link grinned.

“Why, who is going to be sitting on that chair?”

She frowned. “All royalty.”

He quickly changed his laugh into a hacking cough. She blushed.

“Shut up,” she said, joking around. “Just because I’m sitting on there at the festival doesn’t mean that’s a bad thing. Are you ready to practice?”

Link stopped coughing and sighed. “Yes, I’ll start when you’re ready.”

“Which is now,” Zelda said and walked away. He quickly followed her, in not a very happy mood.