Zelda stared dully at the rolling countryside all around her. She wasn't ever able to sleep in a moving carriage like Impa was. She sighed and rested her head on her hand and listened to the coachmen softly talking to the horses, as well as the bumping of the carriage wheels along the foreign terrain, since the carriage just passed the mountains, which bordered Hyrule. At least this part will be interesting, she thought. It's something I've never seen before.
She couldn't have been more wrong. This stretch of South Hyrulian land looked very similar to Hyrule Field, and it was something she had seen before. Grass, rocks, and trees were all that was visible for miles around. She wondered how long it would take to get to Labrynna, and how much longer by boat to get to Crescent Island. Her thoughts continued to wander.
What about Link? He seemed pretty upset at dinner three nights ago, and you didn't pay him much mind yesterday, even though Impa already had his attention. There was so much history you could have told him if you wanted to, Zelda thought.
"I'd probably bore him," Zelda said aloud. "I'd go on and on about the wars that separated the Hylia, starting the new races."
He'd listen to you; you've seen the way he looks at you. Anything you'd say, well, he'd be hanging onto your every word. He's cute like that.
Zelda giggled softly.
"Yeah, he is."
I think he likes you.
