This is the English translation of my first fanfic. It was originaly written in Spanish and it has been translated by MissQuestions-LaAmazingNabo.

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Prologue

Zelda stared at the enormous, black rock that was before her for several seconds, the same rock in which, only instances before, Midna had disappeared through and returned to the Twilight. She looked to her left, where the support of the Mirror of Twilight, the only thing that was left of it, was located; then she looked at her right, where she found him.

Link, the chosen hero of the gods, looked, too, at the enormous rock. His gaze was lost, Zelda supposed, assimilating that he would never see again the one who had accompanied and helped him during his adventure.

She regarded him for an instant, finally observing him in detail. The first two times she saw him, he had appeared in his beast form, but even back then, his fierce and gorgeous blue eyes had made an impression on her. The third time she saw him, she had barely recovered consciousness after her soul returned to her body. By then, they were in mid-battle against Ganondorf. Now he was in front of her, without any impediments or haste to deter her from observing.

She would not deny it, there was no doubting that the young hero was handsome, and to stop observing him was some difficult chore. He was not very tall, approximately the same height as her, but his shoulders were broad and his arms strong. His blonde hair fell over his left eye while some tresses of hair peeked rebelliously from under the green cap he wore. His face was of a different kind of beauty than she was used to; she had known lots of handsome men before, mainly princes and nobles, but none possessed that wild beauty that attracted her so much. Yes, she recognized that – even though she practically did not know him – she felt attracted to him. Although it wasn't exact to say she did not know him either. While her soul had been bound with Midna's, she could pick up important characteristics from the young man. She knew that Link, above all else, was courageous, but also kind and willing to do anything to help those in need.

Slowly, and without averting her gaze from his eyes, Zelda walked to him and placed a hand on his shoulder, gently, trying to get his attention. Noting the contact, Link turned towards her, his gaze still holding a bit of confusion.

"Link," she said once she saw she had his attention, "What are you going to do now? Are you going back home?"

"I really don't know," he said after a moment of contemplation. "I suppose so. I miss Ordon, but after all that I've lived through these last weeks I don't know if that will be enough for me."

"What do you mean?"

"My life in Ordon was very peaceful, there was not much to do aside watching goats and playing with the children." His thoughtful gaze turned towards the horizon. "For me, that life had always been satisfying, but after being from one place to another, fighting, getting to know people, discovering places, I think that life would be boring and monotonous for me now."

They stood there in silence for many minutes, staring at the horizon, until the princess took his left hand, the one she knew bore the mark of the chosen one, and said to him, "If you wish, Link, you may come to the castle. I would like to name you member of the castle guard, and offer you a good position within them."

"Me a soldier?" he said, looking at her.

"Yes. You are a courageous man, strong, and of great skill with the sword. You would make a great addition to my guard. "

"I don't know…"

"Think about it. Go back to Ordon, and if you really don't like that life anymore, come to my castle and try what I offer. And if that does not satisfy you either, you could always leave. "

Link remained silent for a moment, meditating.

"You have all the time you want, Link, a week, a month, a year… the doors of my castle will always be open for you."

"All right," he answered finally with a slight smile on his face, a smile that made the princess's heart beat a bit faster.