Author's Note: I'm really glad that it wasn't too much of a wait this time, so I hope that you guys will enjoy both the lack of waiting and the chapter itself! I had already written a lot of this a while back though I'm glad that I didn't put this chapter earlier in the story; it all lines up here thankfully. Either way please enjoy!

Guest Reviews: Fan789: It's not a problem! I'm glad I explained it alright aha. And I would love to do a crossover where Link remembered something from United We Stand, Divided We Fall; that's an amazing idea! And oh wow I'm so honoured to know that; enjoy writing it! I went to Gerudo Town first, though I did like the Rito segment of the game. Like I say, it just lined up better but Rito Town will be coming soon! :3

Beyond

Eleven: From the Ground Up

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It was the Princess's wish to rebuild Hyrule Castle and Castle Town which brought them to the Akkala region. Link had mentioned the existence of a small town of carpenters within the Province, though Link promised that they would finally see them now after the journey to Lurelin. According to the Hero, these carpenters would be able to kickstart the rebuilding of the ruins within weeks, something which gave Zelda some hope for the future.

There was a cold breeze that swept across the land as Link emerged from the South Akkala Stable, tugging the collar of his cloak further up his face for protection from the harsh wind. Autumn was quickly arriving in the Akkala Province—a normally warm province for being situated near Death Mountain—meaning that it wouldn't be long before their travels around the Kingdom would be reduced.

Minding a small girl as she chased dragonflies, the Hero made his way to the main cooking pot, spotting a familiar figure as they prepared breakfast. Taking the seat opposite his charge, he was quick to note how fatigued his companion looked. "Have you been awake all night?"

She merely chuckled, passing him a tired smile, "Just a couple of hours…" She could feel the playful glare he was giving her as she stirred the stew, though he added nothing. Basking in the morning light, the Princess leaned back onto her hands and remarked, "So, how good are these carpenters?"

"I'd say they're rather good," he said. "They were the ones who fixed up the house in Hateno, and they built a small town not far from here."

"Town?" Zelda's eyes lit up. "Can we…?"

He smiled, then, "It was already planned."

She grinned and clasped her hands together before remarking, "Then what are we waiting for?"

"I thought you wanted to visit the Citadel too?"

"I…" They both chuckled at her excitement before falling into a brief silence. "It is beautiful here," she remarked after a moment. "A place that lives in perpetual autumn… a place filled with flora opposite to evergreens."

"Everbrowns?"

She smiled, barely holding back her laughter, "I suppose so. Nonetheless, this truly is a sight to marvel. Before the Great Calamity—when we were making our way to the Spring of Power—I never really took much notice of its beauty. But now… now I can see Hyrule for, well, the first time."

The Hero took her hand into both of his, "I feel the same. We'll do so together."

Her smile merely grew as she clasped her hands together, "Breakfast?"

She couldn't help but laugh as his face lit up at the prospect of food.

Link and Zelda exited the stable through the southern entrance after eating, making their way towards the Akkala Citadel Ruins which loomed high above them. It was supposedly the last defence against Calamity Ganon, and once the Citadel fell, Ganon's victory was sealed. From afar it was visually stunning, the main shell of the fortress still standing after 100 long years, however nature had began to make its claim over the abandoned Citadel, various orange pigmented trees vining their way around the grand building.

Neither of them wanted to imagine how much suffering and loss occurred here during the Great Calamity.

Veering away from the main path before the Akkala Span, Link guided his charge towards the Bridge Ruins, slowing his mare into a halt at its edge. The bridge had been completely demolished during the attack—most likely to prevent the escape of the Hylians—and, after all this time, decayed Guardians were still littered across the ruined bridge.

Leaning over the edge, Zelda studied the remaining foundations of the bridge as well as the Parade Ground Ruins, memories suddenly flooding back to her. She had rarely visited the Citadel, normally accompanying her father when he went to survey Hyrule's defences or attend meetings within its confinements, although she had happy memories of running up the various staircases and surveying the entirety of Hyrule from the battlements.

And now it stood, void and empty of any life whatsoever.

Link only had memories of visiting the Akkala Citadel in this Era, working his way past the Guardian Skywatchers as he worked his way towards the Akkala Tower. And yet, much like when he and Zelda explored the ruins of Hyrule Castle, he could feel the presences of his past comrades, some merely adding to his anxiety by being there, others whispering out for him to join them.

Nell, a traveller the Knight had met on his journey, had visited the Citadel various times to find where his companions had fallen; those who had failed in trying to take the fortress back from the Guardians. His words suddenly echoed through Link's mind, "When you look at these massive structures and ruined cities… you really get a sense of what we lost."

He only got a second chance at living because he was the Hylian Champion.

They didn't.

That was a debt that he could never repay until the day he died.

The two Hylians cantered around the edge of the bridge, leaving their horses behind to graze as they made their way up the colossal structure. Zelda's nervousness grew as they passed a decayed Guardian with a rusty claymore wedged into it, a deep sorrow for the past bubbling in the pit of her gut. She reached out for her companion for support, finding deep comfort when his hand found hers.

They all put up a good fight, for that she was certain.

And yet, before they could say anything about the devastating sight, a voice cried out, "Hoy~" Link and Zelda winced at the shrill sound, spotting the source of the voice as a familiar figure, followed by a few others, rushed down the steps of the Citadel and fell into a kneel before them.

"B-Bolson?!" Zelda stammered. "Weren't you—?"

"Ah, it's the Princess!" he cried with joy. "It's wonderful to see you again! I was sure that you'd only remember me for my singing! Heh…" Her silent response was palpable. Clearing his throat, he added, "Have you come all this way to see me? What an honour!"

The Hero sighed, "Actually we have." Zelda blinked at him, perplexed. "You're the carpenters I wanted to formally introduce you to, Your Grace." Her mood soured a little at the use of her title, although she was quick to understand why; he was in public.

She detested how quick he slipped out of himself and reverted back to his former, stoic self, though she tried to convince herself that it was necessary.

"Oh well I feel like I already know you, Princess!" Bolson gushed, "But if you are in need of our construction services then I would be more than happy to assist! Why don't we discuss contracts on the Citadel? You can see our work on it for yourself then!"

Zelda stammered out her agreement and pressed for him to rise, ignoring the ghost of a smile on her partner's face as he passed and claimed the head carpenter's attention for her. Gesturing up the steps, they continued on as one.

"So," Link said, "What work have you been doing here?"

Bolson chuckled, "Well now that the evil is gone from Hyrule, the Citadel was finally opened up again. And since Tarrey Town is complete and the Princess has graced us with her presence, especially right under my nose may I add," he added, winking at Zelda. She could never forget the man's foul singing even if she tried to. "We decided to set ourselves up onto another project!"

"Well, we may have another project for you, Bolson." The Hero glanced back to his charge with a soft smile. "Don't we?"

"O-Oh, of course!" Zelda stuttered, a sudden wave of anxiety coming over her as she thought about what she was going to ask this man, one that she barely knew, to do. A fear of rejection, a fear of the future, and a fear of everything that could go wrong flooded into her core. She was never one to back down, but before she could realise it she had added, "But we can discuss that later… I would very much like to see your work first, Bolson."

She averted her eyes away from Link's questioning look.

The air grew colder and colder as they climbed the large stairway, the true extent as to how far the Guardians got sending chills down their spines; the soldiers never stood as chance. Passing my a slightly less damaged area—trees separated by stone grates instead of fighting their way to claim the area—it wasn't much longer before the Hero and the Princess finally reached the top.

Now that the Pools of Malice had been cleansed from the summit of the Citadel, the reality of the damage was clearer than day. The outer walls had been nearly completely obliterated, revealing the dishevelled crimson carpets. The main entrance and windows, once sealed with thick metal bars, had been bashed through during the attack; leaving behind destruction in its wake.

Although the Hylians had easy access into the structure, it nonetheless hurt them to witness such a sight.

However Bolson and his crew had done a lot to preserve the structure. Scaffolding surrounded the structure, keeping it sturdy and standing despite the beating it had taken. And despite the crumbling walls, it was clear that the work Bolson and his crew had done (and still were doing) was slowly but surely restoring the Citadel to its former glory.

The idea made the Princess's eyes burn at the edges with unshed tears.

"Please look around," Bolson remarked, "We haven't done much but…"

"You have done incredibly well," the Princess breathed. "Thank you for all of your efforts, Bolson."

Zelda made the first move, clambering through the original main entrance into a small study, collecting discarded tomes and notes from the ground in case any would be of use to them. Her Knight came in quickly after her, making sure that the structure was sound as he warded off his hectic thoughts.

Link made his way around what was left of the Citadel, no sound created other than that of his movement and the cool breath of the wind on his neck. Lighting each of the torches with his fire arrows, the Hero soon spotted a hole in the wall; just big enough for him to creep through. Checking over his shoulder that his Princess was safe, he made his way into the tiny room, nothing in there but a few broken barrels and a shattered bed.

Yet as he subconsciously made his way over to the bed and allowed his hand to brush across its frame, a frail voice entered his mind, "Are we going to be alright, Mother?"

"Of course, sweetheart," another voice invaded his consciousness, fear lacing her quaking tone.

There was a crash.

Then a scream.

Then Zelda appeared in the other entrance to the room, "I was wondering where you…" She trailed off when she saw him on one knee; complexion worn and mournful. Crossing the gap between them, the Princess knelt down and reached out for his shoulder, "Link…?"

He flinched at her touch, glancing over his shoulder to her, "Zelda…?" She asked again what was wrong, and his response was just above a whisper. "I can hear them; those who perished here. All these faces and voices that I can barely remember… I can still feel them here… and they still hate us."

The Princess turned her companion towards her, a mournful smile etched onto her face, "Oh Link…"

"I must have been here before I was appointed as your Knight. I probably met all of these people, helped to protect their families… and now all I can feel is their regrets and mounring. They want us to join them because we lived…"

"No, Link," she murmured in response, "They are reaching out for us not because they want us to join them, but because we have the power to let their deeds carry on. They died for this kingdom to live, and they wish for us to carry that on to the best of our abilities…"

"You can feel that?"

"I can," she assured, "We cannot do anything for them here. All that we can do for them is rebuild Hyrule; and the Citadel will be a part of that, alright?" He said nothing in response. "Come on," she murmured with a smile, helping him onto his feet. "I think we should see this town you've mentioned to me. We can ease the regrets of the dead by helping the living… and I'd like you to hold that in your heart."

As they made their way back down towards their mounts with Bolson staying to work on the Citadel, the two leaned into one another; relying solely one another through their pain.

It was up to them to rebuild Hyrule for the living, but also as a reminder of the innocents who perished and had not moved on for the past one hundred years.

As they had both found, their responsibility to the dead was almost as heavy as their responsibility to the living.

The Hero of Hyrule lead the way as they rode through the Akkala Parade Ground Ruins and across South Lake Akkala. Contrary to the majority of Hyrule, the main attraction to the Akkala Province was the wide array of flora. Every tree within the province was adorned with either bright yellow, wine red, or sunset orange leaves all year round, casting a heavenly glow across the landscape.

Zelda's eyes scanned the horizon, Akkala Tower and Death Mountain shining brightly through the fog. The Akkala Falls rose up in the distance, roaring water casting a thick layer of mist over the Sokkala Bridges. Passing over the triplet of bridges, Link and Zelda cantered beneath a thick canopy of trees along a faded path until their destination finally came into view.

Compared to the major towns in Hyrule, this one was by far the most quaint. Lanterns glowed in the distance, casting long shadows across the grass. Golden trees surrounded the edge of the town, the constructed homes made up of various painted blocks. As the sun began to set before them, the entire town seemed to brightened more than usual somehow.

Zelda finally made the connections, "Is this the town, Link?"

He glanced back over his shoulder with a small smile, "This is the town."

A man rested against the main entrance and clambered to his feet as the two arrived, "Evening, Link!" he called as they slowed down, "Haven't seen you in a while! Have you got any more ingredients for me?"

"Of course I have," he replied simply, "Let me get us settled in and I'll get you the ones you asked for."

Moments after they left the man's side, Zelda tugged on Rhoam-Lien's reins a few feet into the town, awed by the sheer beauty of the town. The houses were built rather differently than the ones that she was used to, although they didn't take away from the rest of the town. In the center stood a small Goddess Statue surrounded by numerous small fountains, any droplets that splashed onto the wood glittering in the sunlight.

There were six homes in total, all apparently occupied by different races and businesses. This is what she wanted out of a settlement; all of the races mingling together without conflict or fear. This was far from the prestigious Hyrule Castle Town, and one day, she hoped that Castle Town would be the same.

Noticing her expression, her Knight stopped beside her. "That was Stamm, a travelling chef," he explained to her, then chuckled, "And he never lets you forget it…"

"He seems like the type," she whispered, a smile gracing her features.

A smirk tugged at his lips as he gestured towards an elderly couple, "There's Moggs and his wife, Monari—she makes a mean mushroom skewer." The Princess laughed as he drew her attention to the stalls on the other side of the town, "We have all of the main races here too. There's Fyson, who wanted to have a shop of his own. Over there is Greyson and Pelison; they wanted a new place to live, so they came here…"

"And who are they?" Zelda wondered, pointing towards an older man and a Gerudo vai.

"Oh, and that's Hudson over here; he's the one who built this town. That's his wife, Rhondson, who sells voe clothing to outsiders." He paused, "Welcome to Tarrey Town."

People near instantly noticed their arrival, recognising the Hero but not his companion. The Princess hung back as the residents came to greet them, smiling as she realised how peaceful he was here and how much this place must have taken the world from his shoulders; even if only for a little bit.

One small girl cut through the entire crowd to reach the Hero, catching everyone's attention. "Hey Link! You're back!"

He grinned and picked her up, plopping her atop Sauvage, "Hello, Hunnie! Have you been eating what your parents have been feeding you?"

The child giggled, "Of course! After that cake, I've eaten everything!"

Link smiled, "Everything?"

"She has," another voice stepped in, a slender woman making their way towards them; a small basket of clothes tucked under her arm. "Welcome back, Link. We haven't seen you in a while…" Turning to Zelda, the lady extended a hand to her, "We bid you a warm welcome to our humble town, Princess. I'm Ruli, Hunnie's mother."

"It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance," she stammered once all eyes turned on her; how could a Princess lose her confidence before a small group of people? Clearing her throat, she shook the woman's hand.

From her perch, Hunnie remarked, "You sound funny."

"Don't be so rude, Hunnie!" Ruli snapped, then returned her gaze to the Princess, "You and Link are welcome here for as long as you'd like. This lad here made this wonderful town for us all, and we've heard nothing but wonderful things about you from that young lad."

Zelda glanced over to Link, "You said that Hudson made this town."

He shrugged, "I helped get the supplies and the people here—he built it."

Even after 100 years, he was just as humble.

"We heard that you and your friend want to build Hyrule," Hunnie remarked suddenly, slightly too loudly. In effect, she caught the attention of others situated nearby.

Glancing back to his charge, Link scratched the back of his neck before replying, "We are, Hunnie. We…have lost a lot, so we'd like to help everyone get back up on their feet now that everything has settled down."

"Then why do you look so sad?"

The Princess forced a smile, "Because it's going to be hard to make everyone happy, Hunnie. But as long as we all work together, then we won't be sad anymore." The little girl was confused, though the rest understood perfectly.

After a moment, Link guided his charge off to the side and nodded to one of the buildings, "If you want to settle down in the inn, I'll get Stamm his ingredients and then I can introduce you to everyone?"

"That would be most splendid, Link."

As she made her way towards the tiny inn, she was glad to see that the heartache he had felt back at the Citadel had lessened so now that he was in Tarrey Town. He was perfectly valid to feel the weight of his responsibility, although it hurt Zelda to see him so burdened by what he had to do. While Zelda had grown up knowing that she would always be burned by duties, her Hero had his destiny thrust upon him and it would never leave him.

She hoped that she would make him happy one day, or at least lessen his burden in any way that she could. After all, hadn't he done the same for her?

But there was one thing that she could easily conclude as she stepped into the inn, Tarrey Town showed how hopeful their future could be.

Night had descended onto Tarrey Town, and with it an even cooler breeze. Stars winked down onto the quaint town, surrounding the moon in an elegant glow. The Princess of Hyrule sat on the small terrace atop the inn, one of the blankets draped over the seat now around her shoulders as she buried herself in its warmth. The sound of the trees swaying in the wind alongside the fragrance of flowers in the pot beside her was enough to partially ease the fears that brought her outside; though not enough.

They had spent almost a week in Tarrey Town now, merely enjoying the simple life that had been built on the island. The people were happy enough, thankful for living in a brand new place full of completely different senses to what they were used to. It gave Zelda the hope that one day she could look down on Castle Town the way she did on Tarrey Town now; satisfied and happy with the peace that had been founded so quickly.

When Link and Zelda were not by one another's side, the former was constantly helping Bolson at the Citadel or praying to the Goddess Statue in the middle of town. Plagued by his need to ease the spirits who had perished there, the Princess had often watched her Hero from afar as he lay down candles before the statue and prayed for forgiveness; for it wasn't his fault that he was resurrected, it was merely the will of the Goddesses.

And, as the days passed by, the strain on his body and soul seemed to lift; and with it his spirits.

Despite this, nightmares had plagued Zelda's sleeping life. Her Father, despite his bittersweet words to her at the Spring of Courage, constantly reprimanded her for wasting her time in little towns. The people did not matter at the moment, he would say to her, only unifying the races and establishing her rule. She was not acting as a Princess would, behaving in a friendly manner towards her appointed Knight, spending over a year in hiding, and only now having unified the Zora behind her.

And, to make it worse, she still had not asked Bolson—who had not yet returned to Tarrey Town—if he would help to rebuild Castle Town.

"Nothing but failure…"

Those words still stung.

Resting her forearms onto the table, she sighed into the night; her breath fogging up in her face. "I am trying my hardest, Father… but Hyrule cannot be rebuilt in a day…"

"Your Highness?" She nearly jumped out of her skin when the door creaked shut behind her, and she spun around to spot the only Zora resident in Tarrey Town; an old Zora with wine coloured scaled who went by the name of Kapson. He had apparently been a priest in his younger life and married off the man who founded the town. He now ran the inn, and was overjoyed to see the Princess arrive.

"Kapson," she breathed with a laugh, briskly straightening herself, "You gave me quite the fright there. Did I wake you?"

"My apologies, Your Highness," Kapson smiled, then, "And no, for I was already awake. I thought that you may require company, but if that isn't necessary then…" He was quickly cut off by Zelda's silencing hand and soft smile. As he took a seat opposite her, he remarked, "Could you not sleep?"

"I'm afraid not, dear Kapson. All the things that I must do to rebuild Hyrule has caught up on me recently. I have many thoughts keeping me up at night."

The Zora tilted his head, "Would you like a rupee for your thoughts?"

She chuckled and, after a pregnant pause, finally relented, "I came here to see Bolson and his carpenters. With their skill and expertise, they will be rather useful in helping to restore previous Hyrulean landmarks to their former glory. They have done an incredible job so far with the Citadel…" She sighed deeply, avoiding Kapson's kind eyes. "I wish for Castle Town to be rebuilt."

"That sounds like an admirable plan, Your Highness," he said. "It will show that Central Hyrule will no longer be a symbol of fear and deterrence, and will hopefully attract many to live there once more. If anything, Castle Town could become the next Tarrey Town!" She hummed, and Kapson quickly noted how her mood soured at his last remark. "What do you fear, Your Highness?"

She was silent for a long time. What did she fear? The question spun in her mind over and over again, but no answer came to mind. If anything, too many answers came to mind; fear of failure, fear of unworthiness of the throne, fear of losing her people to another threat, fear of the Yiga, fear of Link never truly remembering everything, fear of love, fear of the future.

The better question is what don't I fear? Zelda thought darkly.

"The people are overjoyed that the threat of Calamity Ganon and the Guardians are gone, and also that their Princess has returned to them," Kapson clarified. "Is that what you are afraid of?"

"Partially," she said, only to find the words tumbling out without thought. "I believe that coming to this wonderful town has reignited an old fear. Tarrey Town has many races living together—something that I had always wanted to see before the Great Calamity, you see—and yet it also shows how content many are with living as they are…"

The Zora blinked, "As they are, Your Highness?"

"After Calamity Ganon decimated Hyrule, the people were lost. It took a lot of time, though the people managed to find their own path again, and with it a semblance of peace," she explained, staring down at the pattern of the skin on her hands, "They must be happy that there are no more monsters terrorising them, of course, but how would they feel if their Princess suddenly reappeared and began to rebuild a Kingdom that most of them never knew? Do they even want Hyrule back after they have made their own foundations?"

Kapson fell silent for a while before exhaling deeply. "I understand your view, Your Highness, however I think that you only see the front that the Hyruleans put on."

She blinked, perplexed.

"Ever since the Calamity, you were right to say that we as a Kingdom were lost. And while we may have found some form of path to rebuild upon once more, Hyruleans have put on a front for the past one hundred years." Zelda finally met the Zora's eyes. "They act how your appointed Knight does; we have a stiff upper lip and refuse to show when we are in pain unless it is absolutely necessary."

Unfortunately, the Princess knew exactly how her partner acted; and it sent fear into her gut at the thought of her subjects doing the same.

"So what do you propose that I do? If I try to show how much my people are hurting, then they may hate me more than ever…"

Kapson chuckled, "Far from it, Your Highness. But what I mean is that the Hyruleans have made their own foundations, yes, but it doesn't mean that they are sturdy foundations. We are striving for a common ground that is no longer fear of the next sunrise. We are desperate for a symbol, and you are that symbol, Your Highness. And with you and Hyrule Castle rebuilt with Castle Town also back to its previous grandeur, then we shall finally have firm foundations to build up from."

She thought on his words for a while, tugging the blanket closer to her as a cold wind hit her side. Glancing onto the small town, a tiny smile creased her features as she considered what Kapson said about how her work could and would make the foundations that her subjects needed to build up from.

"From the ground up…"

He smiled, "Aye, our town mantra. It fits this rather well, doesn't it, Your Highness?"

Rising to her feet, Zelda sat beside the Zora and clasped his hands tightly. "It is perfect, Kapson. I am indebted to you for your inspiring words. You have shown me true hope."

The door behind them creaked again without warning, though neither of them paid mind to it. "You are welcome, Princess, although it is I who am indebted to you for giving this Kingdom the light it so deserves. Now," he added after a moment, "You should rest, Your Highness. You have a long road ahead of you."

She smiled and nodded firmly, thanking the Zora one more time before retreating to bed.

She had never slept so peacefully as she did that night.

Zelda woke to a cacophony of noise in the morning, so much so that she couldn't even hear the tweeting of the birds outside or even the children playing outside. After her peaceful sleep, she was far from relaxed as she stormed out of the inn and into the main square outside.

And yet, what she was greeted with was far from what she expected.

Everyone who lived in Tarrey Town had apparently risen early—including Link, to her surprise, for he was far from a light sleeper—and were gathering planks of wood and various supplies through the main part of town; apparently preparing something outside of town that she did not know about. Whatever it was, Zelda knew that it was an incredibly big project.

"Sav'aaq!" Rhodson called over to her with a pearly white grin, only carrying light objects due to the bump on her stomach.

"S-Sav'aaq!" Zelda stuttered back, receiving a smile from the Gerudo as her husband called her away. Not only was everyone acting casual around her, something that had never happened one hundred years ago, but it seemed as if the people of Tarrey Town suddenly had their own project to attend to rather than enjoying another simple day.

She was stunned even as her Hero came over to greet her.

"What is all of this?!" she demanded; her tone sterner than what she had intended it to be.

Link only smiled, scratching the back of his neck, "The people of Tarrey Town are helping Bolson and his crew gather all of their building materials. Sorry for waking you."

"I can see that, but why are they doing it? You aren't being very quiet about it."

He clasped his hands behind his back, smiling sadly, "I had a nightmare about the people of the Citadel last night and heard you and Kapson talking. I didn't want to eavesdrop, but I caught what he was saying about rebuilding Castle Town. That's why we had come here, so I thought that we would heed his advice and start."

She blinked, "So you asked Bolson to do all of this without my consent?"

His heart seemed to hit the ground; he had only wanted to help, especially since he hadn't noticed her upset whilst he was dealing with what he had seen and heard at the Citadel, even more so with the memories that it had brought back in the process. "I-I… I mean…"

Zelda's hearty laugh cut him off, and in a second she was in his arms; head buried into his shoulder. "I'm just teasing, Link. Thank you… thank you ever so much. I don't think that I could have done any of this on my own."

"I'm sure you could have," he murmured as he stroked her hair.

The Princess worked her way out of the embrace. "I couldn't have, Link. Thank you for staying at my side, and I hope that rebuilding of Hyrule will help to put the spirits of the deceased and you at peace." He smiled, then tugged her into another hug; thanking her back over and over again as they blocked out the sounds of construction preparations around them.

From the other side of town, Hunnie smiled—those two loved each other as much as she loved cake.

They would rebuild Hyrule from the ground up; for the living and for the dead.

All they had to do now was start.

Author's Note: I honestly think I kind of lay on the angst a bit thick in this one and didn't focus on the members of Tarrey Town as much, but I'd love to see what you think of this one. Also let me know if there are any mistakes etc.! I've sat all day to try and fix this up and get everything sorted so I hope that you all liked it. Let me know, and in the next one we'll be off to Goron City—a chapter I've been really excited for since the start! Have a good day/night!

~RandomButLoved~