Alright, before you start, I've got two things to say. 1) Thank you all SOOO much for the reviews!! I've got several long and lovely reviews for the last chapter and it made me so happy! You're all reaaal sweet readers, ya know?
And then 2) I did it. I honestly don't believe it, but I actually did it. I finished War of Shadow! It's the longest story I have ever written, its a hundred pages long in Word… in size 10 as well! Gosh, I'm proud over myself :P
So everyone… here it is, the last, final, ending chapter of War of Shadow!
The Heroine: War of Shadow
Dawn of a New Day
A harsh wind swept over Hyrule Field. Three days had passed since the end of the war, and the strong winds that frequently passed through the valley had now finally succeeded in blowing away the stench of death. But the country was still destroyed. What used to be green lush grass was now dirt, trampled up by thousands of men. The trees around the valley had been burnt, especially the ones to the south, where one could see all the way passed the trees and past Hyrule. The city of Hyrule had stayed intact however, since the enemy never succeeded in passing the wall. Not that they hadn't tried. There were holes and burn marks over the white wall, and huge chunks of stone lay scattered over the field from it.
Another wind passed through the valley, traveled up over the city and over the hill before the castle. It grabbed hold of the dark blue dress of a figure standing upon the brink, staring out over the field. Zelda sighed. Her hair, which she hadn't bothered to make anything of, was left down and blowing around her grim face. She was the one to recover the fastest out of the three friends since her wound wasn't dangerous to begin with. It had almost healed now.
But that was not the worries of Zelda's mind. Her pale blue gaze was fastened on the field, watching the ruined land. She knew her people could rebuild the walls and buildings they had built themselves, but what about the grass? What about the trees? Could they rebuild what the Goddesses had planted in this world long before the Hylians arrived?
Shedding a single tear for her troubles, Zelda then bent her head in a silent prayer. It couldn't hurt to ask the Goddesses for help. But then, just as she thought that, there was a bright blue light in the valley, like a lightning, filling up the entire valley. Then as soon as it had come, it disappeared again. And as Zelda dared to open her eyes again, she could see before her eyes the dirt giving way for new sprouts of grass, the green tip just visible above the brown earth. The dead trees changed in color, from a blackening brown to a lush green, like that of young tree sprouts.
A smile crept onto Zelda's face. "Thank you…"
A sound behind her caught her attention and she turned. Link was treading down the path, looking hollow. Her face was pale and it was now suddenly visible how hard the two years outside Hyrule had been. She was thin, like she hadn't eaten well. But perhaps that was because she hadn't been eating for several days, when she had been unconscious.
But none of this mattered to Zelda at this moment. She was just so relieved to see her friend alive at all that she quickly gathered her skirts and rushed over to Link. "Link!" she breathed relieved and threw her arms around the blonde girl.
"Zelda." Link sighed relieved as well, and hugged her back tightly. "You're awake."
Zelda parted from her and smiled warmly. The last time they had seen each other was back at the Seal of the Six Sages, with Chase.
"I would ask you what has happened to you since we last saw each other…" Zelda began, but like she figured she saw Link's smile immediately falter, "…but I do not think anyone of us wishes so relive those moments." Then a warm sparkle crept into her pale eyes again. "I'm just so glad you are alive."
But her words only served to sadden Link more, who wrenched her gaze away from the Queen and looked out over the city below Hyrule. People were going about with their business, but a strange silence lay over the grounds. They did not yet know that two of their heroes had awakened. Zelda had instructed the castle court not to tell anyone. Not yet.
As always, Zelda read her friend like an open book. "I have done everything in my power since I woke up…" she started, but paused as she saw tears immediately well up in Link's eyes. Apparently, this was not the words she wanted to hear. Nonetheless, Zelda continued with some difficulty. There seemed to be a lump in her throat. "…but I think only the Goddesses now have the power to decide over his fate."
Tears ran down Link's cheeks like rivers, and she was unable to stand up. She sunk to the ground, sobbing.
"It's- it's all my fault," she confessed, but she was crying so hard she was almost unable to speak. Zelda kneeled beside her. "If I- If I hadn't said… If I hadn't told him…" Link continued, her desperation and sorrow so raw that it broke Zelda's heart to see, almost more than the knowledge that Sheik was dying. "If I hadn't told him… he would have been here… he would be alright… h-he would b-be a-alright…" Link continued, her tears completely blinding her as the sobs took over and she couldn't speak anymore. At this point Zelda took her head in her arms, pulling her towards her, comforting her friend. She leaned her cheek to the top of Link's head, unaware that tears was spilling from her own pale blue eyes.
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"Looking at this…" Gimel started, looking around himself with bright green eyes, "it seems like none of it has happened." He paused, waiting for a reply, but when it didn't he continued. "The war, I mean."
Still no reply.
Finally Gimel wrenched his gaze away from what he been viewing –which was the city, since he had been standing in the middle of the town square, gazing at the still intact and white buildings which looked unaffected by the war – and turned to Kratos.
The man was sitting on a stone bench, his eyes fastened upon the castle on the large hill above the city. The southern warrior looked worried, his brown eyes stormy and his face grim. It appeared as if the man had not heard Gimel at all.
"Kratos?" Gimel asked tentatively.
The man still had his gaze fastened on the castle. "…It's been three days," he said. "And no news of Sheik, Link… or Zelda."
Suddenly Gimel felt extremely guilty. For a moment, he had forgotten all about his friends, which he had no idea of if they were alive or dead.
Gimel moved away from the buildings and stood beside his friend. "Do you think they…are okay?"
Finally Kratos broke his gaze and dropped his eyes to the ground, running a hand through his black hair, shuffling the front stripes, bright in their reddish color. "I don't know," he sighed. He seemed extremely worried, even more worried than Gimel. And that was saying something, since this was Kratos after all.
Gimel slowly frowned. He had long suspected something which he hadn't dared to mention to the man in front of him, but there were sometimes signs that he might be right. So he suddenly decided to push his luck.
"It's awful," he started, watching Kratos intently. "I mean, I wonder what will happen to Hyrule if Zelda…if their Queen… would die."
As confirming his suspicions, Kratos' face visibly paled. Gimel raised an eyebrow.
"...You like her, don't you? Zelda, I mean?"
He couldn't stop the words coming from his mouth, and he instantly regretted it. But when Kratos' expression didn't change into one of denial, Gimel realized he had been right. Since he had come to know Kratos he had often visited and been with the Queen and therefore often talked about her. And the words he had used had only been words describing her beauty and kindness. The few times Gimel had actually seen the Queen he had been there with Kratos, and the two seemed to share a strange friendship… like a bond. Of course, Gimel knew that Kratos had been attracted to Link when they met. And maybe Link was attracted to him in some way. But that was it, just attraction. Something used to hide Kratos' real feelings. Which Gimel had guessed, and been right, was about Zelda.
A smile tugged at the corner of Kratos' mouth. "D'you think she'd fall for me?" he asked him. "A thief from the outskirts of this world? Hardly."
Gimel was about to open his mouth to reassure him that she would, and perhaps already had, but Kratos interrupted him.
"So what about you… and this assassin?"
Gimel immediately flushed into a deep color of crimson. "I-I have no idea what you're talking about."
"Oh, I think you do," Kratos countered, the grin widening on his lips.
"I do not like Chiyo," Gimel said stubbornly, folding his arms in an attempt to look determined.
"Whatever you say, cowboy," Kratos grinned. Then he noticed someone behind Gimel's right shoulder and gave a greeting smile.
"Well, evenin' Chiyo," he greeted.
A look of panic immediately entered Gimel's face and he quickly reached up to flatten out his tangled and unruly hair. Then he spun around, only to discover that Chiyo was in fact not there and that Kratos had fooled him.
Kratos barking laughter behind him seemed to confirm this as well.
"Sure, you don't like her," the man said, sounding very much unconvinced.
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It was the morning of the fourth day since the end of the battle and there was still no news of the three heroes. Although Zelda and Link had recovered almost completely, no one in the castle was allowed to spread the word. That because one of them was still lingering between life… and death.
The morning sun sent a bright ray of light into the otherwise shady room, through the opened window. A soft breeze entered through the window, sending the thin white curtains dancing. The wind passed through the room and caused Sheik's blond hair to flutter slightly over his forehead. His eyes were closed, where he lay in the bed, and he had not moved or shifted in any way for four days, since the moment he had fallen on the battlefield. There were bandages all round his stomach, which had succeeded in stopping the blood flow. The Sheikah was now in a coma.
Beside the bed in the shadow sat Link, watching how the sun fell on Sheik's expressionless face. She was silent, wishing for his eyes to open. Wishing for those red eyes to look at her again, to see through her, like only he could. For him to touch her with his fingers, those hands that had healing touch…
Since the day before, when she had woken up, she had never left his side, save for when she met Zelda. She had not eaten or slept. Much like Sheik had done when he had guarded her room from the assassin, she remembered and couldn't help to smile softly.
She could simply not believe how stupid she had been. How selfish she had been. What did it matter if she could not love Sheik, if he was not even there? Of course she loved Sheik, and nothing in the world could change it. Not if he died, or if she did. Too bad, she realized with a heavy heart, that it took to Sheik dying for her to realize it.
She sat silent for a while, feeling the tears well up in her eyes, feeling the lump in her throat and the tickle in her nose. Sheik's chest kept rising and falling faintly, like every breath he drew was a miracle.
She gave a sudden smile, despite the tears she so desperately held back. "Zelda told me…. You can hear me, even though you are you're not…" she paused, searching for the right word. "…here." Then the smile suddenly faded from her lips, and a tear found it's way down her cheek. "She also told me, that it is now up to the Goddesses whether you live… or die."
She wiped the tear of her cheek, gathering herself for what she was going to say next. "But even though it hurts… even thought I might lose you, Sheik…" she looked at him, grazing his lifeless fingers, taking hold of his hand. "I want you to know that I love you. I love you, Sheik." Here the tears suddenly streamed down her face, but she did not sob, nor did her voice falter.
"I always have… and I always will."
Her voice, that had seemed so loud against the silent and cold walls faded away. There was nothing more Link could do or say now. She had expressed her feelings in those words. And… there was now nothing more she could do.
She gently squeezed his hand, looking at his handsome tanned face. It was then she realized that she was never going to see that devilishly handsome smile again, that she had fallen for so long ago. His mysterious appearance… she was never going to learn what was behind it. Never was she going to see him again, kiss him again…
This was it. This was good-bye.
Her eyes dropped to his hand, which she kept caressing with her thumb. Her thumb that seemed so small compared to his strong hands. She stopped caressing it, but her hand remained in his. What would she do now? There was simply no going on after Sheik. Her eyes drifted of to the window. Outside, people lived on, going on with their business. People that did not know her, or Sheik. Could she live like that, like nothing had happened? Could she forget him? Oh, Goddess. I cannot do this. There is no going on…
She did not know why she did what she did next. It was just an impulse, that's what it was. Her eyes landed on his stomach, and under all those bandages, his wound. Carefully she reached out with her hand – not the one holding Sheik's hand – and gently grazed his stomach. Then she placed her hand right over his wound, and let it lie there. She watched it for a moment, drifting off in sad, numb thoughts. Until she felt something faint, by her other hand.
Her eyes snapped wide open and she did not dare to breathe. What… Had she imagined it? But then it happened again. Sheik's hand tightened around her own.
Link couldn't help it, but she gave a surprised yelp and jumped back, she was so startled. But her hand remained in his, and his hand seemed strong and live again, and…warm. And it was squeezing her hand. Slowly, Link let her eyes drift from his hand, up his arm, to then settle on his face. She could not believe it. Color quickly returned to his face, and then…
His eyelids fluttered open, and his piercing red eyes were looking at her again. Seeing her. Link's heart seemed to be going a mile a minute, and she instinctively tightened her hand around his weak grip.
"Your fingers…" he murmured in a hoarse voice, and Link quickly moved closer to him, leaning down to hear his soft tone better.
"Do you know they have healing touch?"
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"I can't believe," Chiyo started, putting her hands on her hips as she gazed out over the field within the gates of the Lon Lon Ranch, "that this place made it."
She spun around, looking around the buildings that too were intact. "I mean, look at it. Completely unharmed!" She flung out with her arms as if to prove her point, but she already had. Gimel and Kratos, who had entered behind her were as surprised as she was. Gimel, with Tzadek in a bridle beside him, looked at his ranch in awe.
"Oh, Goddess," he breathed, "it survived."
It was the first time any of them were back at the ranch since the war. Gimel dropped Tzadek's rope as he walked forth to the gate before the field where his herd of horses used to graze. Before he let them go, that is. He leaned to the gate, sighing slightly. He couldn't help to feel a bit depressed. What was he supposed to do know? He had no horses. Nothing to live on.
Gimel hardly noticed Chiyo coming up beside him, leaning to the gate as well. Kratos noticed it though. "I'll… go and see if any of the houses got damaged," he excused himself and disappeared surprisingly fast.
A moment of silence passed. Finally Chiyo spoke. "What are you going to do now?" she asked, voicing his thoughts.
He gave a light sigh, oddly not panicking over her presence. "I don't know," he confessed. Then he gave her a hopeful smile. "I guess I'll start over. Breed a new herd," he said, looking at Tzadek with a fond smile. Chiyo followed his gaze and smiled too. The golden horse snorted, slightly surprised by the sudden attention.
"I'll help you, if you want." Chiyo said in a nervous voice, not looking at Gimel as her red hair hung down her face to cover her burning cheeks.
He looked at her, a smile spreading on his lips. "…I'd like that," he said.
They smiled at each other for another moment or two until Chiyo suddenly found herself. "Well, I have to go," she said, though she looked like she really didn't want to. But then she flapped her wings, and soared off into the sky and towards the castle city.
Little did they know that Kratos was watching them from a window in the farm house. A grin had been resting on his lips, but now it slowly faded. Why did he feel depressed all of a sudden? Was it, he realized in horror, that Gimel's words possibly might have got to him? He hadn't realized it… but he really was alone. His people had chased him away, but he had hardly cared. He'd always been a loner. He could live alone. Or could he?
His eyes drifted up towards the castle, which was visible in the horizon. Was Gimel right? Did he like Zelda?
With mild horror he realized that the farmer was right. He did care for someone.
Her immediately narrowed his eyes at Gimel down on the ground.
"That stupid cowboy is making me go soft…" he muttered disgruntled, turning away to leave.
Down at the ground, Gimel sighed, looking after Chiyo, until he felt something buff at his side. He turned his bright eyes to Tzadek, who tossed her slender head friendly, her cream-colored mane dancing around her neck as she did. The farmer reached out to scratch her between her ears.
"Well, girl," he said with a slight sigh, "I guess it's just you and me again, huh?"
"…Well, last time, I believed someone helped you out with the ranch… but if you want to ignore him, that's fine."
The soft voice startled Gimel quite a bit, and he spun around so fast he nearly tripped. He would have, too, if Tzadek hadn't buffed at his back to make him keep his balance.
"Sheik!" he exclaimed surprised. Before him stood the Sheikah, taking slight support at his grey mare Uraeas since he was not fully healed yet. He looked tired, but other than that, he looked healthy as ever. His skin was tanned and his blond hair fell in a unruly state over his head, falling into his blood red eyes, which were alit with a lively sparkle.
"What- I- but you-," Gimel spluttered and couldn't quite decide what do say. "I thought you were dying!" he finally blurted out, and then winced at his own harsh words. But then he narrowed his eyes. "Wait a minute, are you supposed to be riding? Or walking? Or even being outside the castle?"
"Probably not," Sheik said, offering a crooked smile. "Which possibly makes your earlier statement true, since I'm not healthy enough to help you with the ranch now."
Gimel opened his mouth to reply, but Sheik beat him to it. "But," he shot in, "as I made my way over here, I met someone who I think is interested in helping you too."
The Sheikah used his trademark mysterious smile as Gimel frowned. But then Sheik stepped aside as a high-pitched whinny echoed through the ranch.
At first Gimel's features seemed baffled, but then a look of extreme joy entered his face as a small and red horse with pure white mane galloped past Sheik and towards the farmer.
"Angel!" Gimel exclaimed as the little stallion came to a halt before him. The horse pranced to his right, snorting happily, and Gimel moved to fondly embrace the animal. But he quickly rethought his decision as Angel snapped after his fingers with ears laid back, and then set of in gallop down the field in the ranch, whinnying wildly.
"Well," Gimel sighed happily, blowing at his tender fingers as he looked at Sheik who was grinning, "I guess everything's back to normal again, eh?"
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The stars twinkled brightly in the Hylian night sky, enjoying a moment of silence. Then there was a sudden explosion of color, and the silence disappeared. It was replaced with cheers and more fireworks. The city below Hyrule castle was filled with people, all celebrating the victory of the war. A week had now passed since the end of the war, and the news were finally out the three heroes that had fallen were now alright. Therefore, a party in honor of victory was held in the middle of the city. The night sky was lit up with fires and fireworks. Not a sad face could be found. Laughter was heard everywhere. The feeling of joy surged through the whole city.
People who were laughing out of sheer joy humbly bowed to Zelda as she passed them. She settled for stopping by one of the fires. She felt cold in her raspberry colored satin dress. Her hair was up, fastened in an elegant and beautiful bun, but unfortunately brought more chill to her bare neck. She wished she had brought something to warm her with, but apparently she had to settle with staying close to the fire.
She looked around at her people, watching them celebrate. She felt happy for them, so extremely happy. She had managed to help them through another crisis, and they had survived. They had won. But as happy as the faces were, as happy as she felt for them… she herself was not entirely happy.
For some time now she had wondered if this was who she was destined to be. Their Queen, leading them…alone? Was she to be their lonely leader?
"You look cold," a deep voice said softly beside her. The Queen turned, and saw Kratos standing behind her. He was looking very handsome in his beige trousers and half-opened black shirt. The red stripes of his hair fell into his soft brown eyes.
"Do I?" Zelda asked, her voice a little faint, still a little lost in her thoughts earlier.
"You're shivering," Kratos replied with a crooked smile.
At this Zelda snapped back from her thoughts and looked at him. Then she suddenly realized something. "I'm sorry," she suddenly said.
He seemed baffled, and didn't quite understand what she was talking about. Luckily, she continued. "I heard you were arrested for being the traitor. I'm so sorry."
A smile crept back onto his face. "Zelda," he started, almost laughing at how sorry she seemed and yet he had forgotten all about it. "It's alright. I don't care-"
"No, it's not alright," Zelda continued. "You might be from a people that has a reputation of being thieves… but you are still the most honorable man I have ever met."
Kratos was looking a little surprised by her sudden speech, and to tell the truth, so was Zelda. But then Kratos suddenly held out his arm, which caused Zelda to frown.
"…you're still shivering," he explained with a smile.
Zelda realized he was right, and moved closer to him. He wrapped his arm around her, warming her more than any blanket. And together they stood in the night, watching the fireworks.
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Link stood in the shadows, watching the party before her with a slight smile. She could see her friends, Zelda and Kratos, watching the fireworks together, and not far from them she spotted Gimel and Chiyo, who were talking and laughing about something. She felt her heart go all warm and fuzzy over it all. She really couldn't believe how good everything had turned out. The war was over, all the threats to Hyrule were gone, no one was suffering anymore….
So why did she feel so troubled?
Not standing to see everyone so happy, Link fled the scene by going up the stairs to the great stone wall before the city. There she stopped, looking out at the night sky. Somehow, the world grew quiet around her, the sounds of the fireworks died away, and the silence of the night took over.
There was something wrong. But the worst part was that she couldn't put her finger on what. There was something… something that had happened during all the chaos that had been the war. Link suddenly raised her eyes to the sky above her. Something that had happened in the sacred realm, while she fought Ganondorf.
She did not know what had happened. But if she was here, alive, that had to mean that Ganondorf was gone…right? But she couldn't remember. She remember entering his chamber, starting to fight him, then… black. Had she killed him? Of course she had killed him, she told herself. But… if she had, where had he then gone?
Last time she defeated him, his spirit was locked away in the sacred realm. So what now, if she had defeated his spirit? Had he died? Had he disappeared? All these questions made Link uneasy. She wasn't so sure she had defeated him at all.
Because the last thing she remembered, before everything was a blur, was that Ganondorf had her at his mercy. She closed her eyes, trying to recall the horrible fight.
Pain.
At least, that's what she felt as Ganondorf suddenly grabbed hold of her shirt, hitting her square in her left temple with his fist. Without a word, he loosened his fingers around her shirt, and she slumped to the ground, and this time, she didn't get up.
Ganondorf floated down to the platform, towering above her broken frame, looking at her indifferently. He had succeeded in angering her to the point where she lost control of herself and he had easily grabbed the upper hand of the battle.
Now that she was weak enough… he could make his move.
He extended his large foot, pushing her so that she lay on her back, and he could see that she was still alive and also, conscious. Good. He couldn't afford to kill her. Then his efforts would be wasted.
Her fading dark blue eyes rested upon him, not even bothering to muster the rage in them she always saved for him. They were emotionless, and one would think Link was dead, if she was not breathing in ragged breaths.
'…What a pitiful excuse for a Heroine you are,' Ganondorf suddenly said. It wasn't a sarcastic comment or tease, it was just a plain statement.
'…save me the mockery and just kill me,' Link croaked, her voice faint. It was no use fighting anymore. Her hope had left her. Her last moment had come, and yet all she could think about… was Sheik. Now she would never get the chance to tell him she was wrong. That she really loved him.
'I am not going to kill you,' Ganondorf stated flatly.
Link snapped back. If that was what she remembered… that she had been almost dead… how is it that she was standing here right now? And how was it that they had won the war at all? And then there were those words Ganondorf had said, I am not going to kill you.
Why not? The questions were almost enough to cause Link's head to explode, but instead she closed her eyes again, trying to remember every last piece of the fight…
"You killed me two years ago, and yet you see, my soul survived. I am still alive. We can't kill each other,' Ganondorf continued.
'What does it matter?' Link asked wearily. Somehow, all this information was such a strain on her.
'It matters because I want you dead. Permanently,' Ganondorf bit back.
Link gave a grin, despite her fatigue. 'But you will never kill me. Because like you now said, it is a battle between our souls.'
'Indeed,' Ganondorf grinned, but his next words caused Link's blood to go cold. 'But I've found a way around that.'
Link's eyes snapped open. But I've found a way around that.
What? What way? What had he done? What had he done to her? What!?
"You're not really in a celebrating mood tonight, are you?" a soft voice asked her.
Link gave a shriek and spun around, a hand on her heart which seemed to be drumming by the speed of light. She had been so absorbed in her thoughts that she hadn't noticed Sheik coming up behind her. She sunk down on a large boulder of stone, since her legs seemed shaky, but not only because Sheik had startled her. She suspected her previous thoughts had something to with it too.
Sheik noticed it too. Her heart gave a flutter as she realized that he would always see through her. He kneeled in front of her.
"What's the matter?" he asked worriedly.
Link looked into his red eyes, finding comfort in them. She was safe now. She had Sheik, they had won the war. What did it matter what Ganondorf had done to her?
"I… honestly don't know," Link confessed, and she took his hands, caressing them with her thumbs. "But I don't think it matters anymore. Everything is… actually alright," she said, lighting up in a smile.
"…so you are going to stay?" Sheik asked in a soft voice, and Link couldn't help to frown. Of course she would stay, and she was about to say so, when she remembered what she had told everyone when she had first come back to Hyrule. She was so angry and sad that she had just wanted to stay for the war, and then leave first thing again. As Link thought back on it, it all felt so very long ago. She had changed to much.
"Sheik…" Link started, feeling like her heart would break from all the guilt she felt, "leaving Hyrule…and you, was the worst mistake I have ever made. I'm so sorry-"
But Sheik cracked a loving smile and he took his hand to cup her chin. "I don't need any apologies," he said with the softest voice he had. "I only need you. Like you said…everything is actually alright."
And then he kissed her. And Link really did feel like it was going to be alright. No, it already was alright. Everything was as it should be, there was no war, and she was in Sheik's arms, kissing him. And his kisses made her feel so cherished and wanted that nothing could go wrong. Absolutely nothing.
But then he suddenly parted from her, so sudden that Link almost tumbled forth, but she grabbed on to the rock she was sitting on at the last moment. Sheik was still close, his lips so close to hers that all she had to do was to reach out and she would be kissing him again…
But then he opened his mouth to speak. "So if you are going to stay, and everything is alright now…," he started, his voice nothing more than a whisper, but he didn't have to speak any louder. "… I should probably ask you this now, before everything goes wrong again."
Link laughed a little at his last words, because he was probably right. Things would probably go to hell again. Sometime. But absolutely not now. Then she remembered the first part of his words and she knitted her eyebrows together in confused curiosity.
"Ask me what?" she wondered, but what she really wondered why he was talking and not kissing her, because he was still so close, still using a whispering tone when speaking.
But then to her disappointment, he pulled away even more, so that he could see more of her, but still kneeling before her.
"Link… will you marry me?"
Link blinked at him. Had he just… asked her to marry him?
"Will you be my wife?"
To marry him? Be his wife? So then…he loved her. He loved her! He loves me! He really does! Her mind instantly flushed over in moments with him, like when she really thought he was going to die. When she had imagined a life without him. There is no going on without him... And now, now he was asking her to spend the rest of her life with him! To marry him! Because he loves me, he does!
Then she realized that she had been silent for several moments. Goddess, answer him you fool!
"Y-yes," she blurted so fast that she succeeded in stumbling on the one-syllable word, but she didn't care. "Yes, I'll marry you. I- There's nothing else in the world I'd-"
But she didn't finish her rambling. That was because Sheik had cupped her face with his hands again and kissed her.
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THE END
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Well, folks, there you have it. The End! It's a bit sad, isn't it? I mean, I've worked on this story for I don't know how long, and now it has finally come to an end… -sniff-
Oh, well, enough with the emotional stuff, and on to the next things. Which are a) gimme loads and loads of reviews :P, and b) the sequel. Again.
Yes, as you've probably figured, there will be yet another story about Link and Sheik and everyone else. So ha! You're stuck with me for another story, Mohaha!
Anyhow, as you've probably already guessed, the plot will involve the events that happened up in the Sacred Realm with Link and Ganondorf. He did something to her, but she can't remember. Strange, huh??? I hope so. Because you'll find out what happens in that story.
So folks, look out for my next story… The Heroine: Twin Soul! (at least, that's what I think I'll name it… )
P.S Don't forget those long reviews now!
Hugs and kisses//Lou