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Impure Thoughts	By : Lisachan Category: Zelda > Het - Male/Female Views: 7784 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I don't own Legend of Zelda or its characters, no profit is being made from this.

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Author’s Note: This story is set in the Breath Of The Wild era, but the following game Age Of Calamity reveals so much about their history. I love it! Although it seems that the story is not really according to Breath Of The Wild. *spoiler alert* In Age Of Calamity, Ganon is defeated in the end, while Breath Of The Wild is all based on Ganon winning and the champions losing. So, should we assume that Ganon was not entirely defeated and came back to finish what he came for? I don’t know, but either way, I’m gonna use some elements of Age Of Calamity in this story, though. *end spoiler alert* (although I’m sure everyone has played the game by now, or watched someone play it on youtube (like me >_<)).
Also, I’ve done a bit of reading about coronation ceremonies. They’re long and tedious, so I’m gonna skip it, because I want to keep this story light. And sexy. Mmm.

Chapter 4: Stress Relief Before The Big Day

“No, that’s not quite right. A bit higher. Now it’s hanging lopsided. A bit higher on that side. No, the other side.”
Liselle stood leaned against the doorpost, watching this endearing tableau with a sweet smile on her face. Link was balancing on a small ladder by the fireplace, while Zelda was giving instructions on the positioning of a picture that had to come there.
“Oh, is that… Are those the champions of lore?” With her eyes still on the picture, she stepped into the room. She’d heard so many heroic stories about them. Tales of their incredible feats that would survive infinitely throughout time. “Master Link, the one squishing you all together, is that Daruk? My, he’s a big guy. And over there, is that Mipha? She’s cute as a button!”
“The one with the fiery red hair is Urbosa,” Zelda said. “She was a dear friend of my mother. She called me ‘little bird’, just like my mother.”
“And Revali was thug,” Link mumbled, stepping down from the ladder.
“Link,” Zelda lightly scoffed. “He was still a champion.”
“Yeah, because he wanted to show off. You should’ve seen what he’d written in his diary. About you too. Some of it wasn’t very nice.”
Zelda sighed. It was true that Revali could be quite insufferable. Skilled beyond compare, for sure, but also very boastful and conceited. Link did have to take a lot of shit from him.
“Master Link, that’s some grand device you got there just now,” Liselle interfered, sure that talking about his new boytoy would put him in a better mood again. “I watched you ride it through the window.”
“Ah, my Master Cycle Zero,” Link grinned. “Thank you.”
“Yes, it was truly extraordinary,” Zelda enthused. “But Link, did you really have to go so fast?”
“If we’d have gone any slower, we’d fallen over.”
“Well, I hope you won’t neglect Epona for it.”
“Of course not, I’ll still take Epone for a ride too. She needs her exercise.”
Liselle laughed at how the atmosphere in the living room had turned so much more pleasant again. “Now, what I came here to say,” she said, “Master Link, I’m awfully sorry, but those weapons of yours, impressive as they are, are a bit in the way. Would you mind terribly moving them?”
“Oh sure. Sorry, I didn’t realise.”
Of course he hadn’t. Just like a man to drop his stuff wherever he fancies. “Thank you, Master Link. We wouldn’t want our guests to trip over them during their stay here. I tried to move them, but they’re too heavy.”
“No no, that’s no job for a lady. I’ll do it real quick.”
“You’re very kind.” She then turned to her mistress. “Zelda, one of the carpenters wants to know where the stage for the play tomorrow has to come.”
“Right, we were in the middle of discussing that this morning when Link came home.” From then on, she’d been otherwise occupied. “I’ll go sort it out.”
She and Link walked part of the way together. When Zelda saw where he’d left all of his weapons – right in the middle of the inner court yard – she crossed her arms in front of her chest and gave him a reprimanding look. It was in the way for the workmen.
“I was hungry, I was gonna get rid of them right after. And also, I was so eager to see you.” He leaned in for a kiss, but she swooped right past him to test the weight of one of the weapons. Scowling, Link followed.
“This one’s pretty.” She went for the Royal Halberd and tried to pick it up. “Goodness, that’s heavy!”
“It is, isn’t it. I need both hands to hold it.” Even so, with both hands, he picked it up like it was made from paper. “Where shall I put them?”
“Where you keep your... motorised unicorn?” Zelda suggested.
Link sighed and mumbled under his breath. “My motorised unicorn… My Master Cycle Zero,” he then corrected, somewhat pompous.
Zelda giggled. “Well, sorry.”
When he was done, he went to catch up with her, but she had already gone back inside. Then something lurid pink and tiger-striped caught his eyes. “Why Bolson, is that you?” Stupid question. There was no one else quite as gaudy as Bolson.
Bolson’s face brightened when he saw him, and he put down the heavy wooden pole he was dragging. “Master Link. How nice it is to see you. How’ve you been?”
Shagging the princess, thank you very much. “Excellent,” Link beamed. “Fancy seeing you here.”
“Yes, the princess has requested for more carpenters. Not only for the event tomorrow, but she wants the castle to be rebuilt by summer. Didn’t say why.”
“Can they miss you over at Tarrey Town?”
“Yes, all the houses are done there. Besides, even if they weren’t, the castle gets priority, of course. Hudson and the rest must be around here too.” He then put a hand on Link’s arm. “Say, Master Link, I hope you don’t mind me asking,” he said in a hushed voice. “I didn’t want to ask the princess, but, from man to man… Would it be okay for me to associate with the soldiers? Some of them are really handsome.”
“Oh,” Link said, a bit startled by his boldness. “Well, if it doesn’t affect neither of your duties, then I don’t see the problem. Although, I’m not the one who should be making this decision. The soldiers are in Zelda’s service.”
“Hm… You know, forgive me for saying, but there’s one that looks a bit like you.”
Link couldn’t help but blush. “Ah, I’m afraid that one’s taken.”
Bolson sighed. “Well, of course he would be taken. There’s this other one. Quite foul-mouthed and overly confident that one, though.”
“I think I know which one you’re talking about,” Link said, and then he leaned closer to Bolson. “Feel free to go quite roughly on him.”
“Has he been a bad boy?” Bolson continued in an amused whisper.
“Sometimes, yes.”
One of the other builders called out to Bolson for instructions. He turned away from Link, but not before sending him a conniving grin.

“Bolson wanted to know if he can shag one of the soldiers,” Link said, walking into the living room. Just so not to undermine her authority.
Zelda looked up from the dresses that were laid out before her on the table. “Link, your language.”
“Sorry, let me start over. Bolson wanted to know if he can ‘associate’ with one of the soldiers.”
“Sure he can, as long as the work is done.”
“Thought so. What are you doing? Choosing a dress for tomorrow?”
“Well, obviously, I will be wearing my royal robes tomorrow. But Liselle’s new dress won’t be ready yet. Can’t have her standing next to me in her regular clothes. She can borrow one of my dresses.” Hugging her fists to her chest, she let out a happy sigh. “Tomorrow, it will be only two more days until you can go pick up the engagement ring.”
“Are you still sure about this? About marrying me?”
Somewhat alarmed, Zelda raised a hand to his forehead, to see if he had a fever. “Are you feeling unwell?” What was he saying now? She thought that their love was unconditional and without question.
“I’m serious,” Link said, gently but firmly pulling her hand away.
“Of course I’m sure, why wouldn’t I be?”
“Well… Making love to a princess… It puts me under a lot of pressure. I don’t want to let you down.”
Her mouth fell open. “Have I ever given you that impression?”
“No, but… I’ve heard that some women… They fake it.”
Zelda couldn’t help but throw her head back with laughter. When she’d regained her wits, she delicately cleared her throat, feeling a bit sorry for Link’s crestfallen face. “I don’t.”
Link made a small sound of frustration. “For the rest of your life, it will always be me.”
“I only want you, silly.”
“Won’t you get tired of me?”
“I’ve loved you for 100 years and a bit. I would happily do 100 more. At least.”
“It’s just that… The idea of marrying you, it… kinda blows my mind.”
“Link. After all we’ve been through, you… We both deserve to be happy. And if your mind must be blown, then let it be blown. As long as it’s blown by me. Because I’d be more than happy to blow your mind. In any which way possible.” She softly punched him against his shoulder in a playful, yet also reproaching way. “Don’t scare me like that.”
“You’re right, I’m sorry.” Stepping over to the cabinet where they kept the drinks and glasses, he took out the bottle of Noble Pursuit and two glasses. Was it too early for alcohol? Well, they’d already had sex in the middle of the day, might as well have a tipple in the middle of the day too then. “Here, have a drink.”
Glowering, she accepted the glass from him, taking a very unlady-like swig to calm down. Then she took his hand and led him to the couch, where they both sat down. “Do you still feel like you’re not good enough for me?”
Link shrugged. “You know, during this quest I did, I went to the Gerudo’s, and there I read into Urbosa’s diary.”
“Oh, really?”
“Yeah… In it I read something that worries me a bit.” He sipped from his drink. “I hardly have any recollection of it, but is it true that you were acting cold toward me in the beginning? I do remember that you sometimes were upset with me, but considering the stress you were under, I guess that’s only normal. But to say that you were cold...”
Zelda sighed, seeing where this was coming from now. “Did she write it down like that? I have to admit that indeed I was a bit troubled. Being protected by such a handsome young man could be potentially disturbing for my training. To put it blunt, my interest for you was a distraction. Don’t get me wrong, I loved you from the moment I saw you, let there be no doubt about that. But to prevent Ganon to revive, I had to figure out how to awaken my sacred power first and foremost. All I wanted was to fall head over heels in love with you, just like a normal girl. But I couldn’t. It was so frustrating. Please understand.” To her relief, his face broke into a warm smile.
“I do understand.”
Smiling too, she cuddled closer to him. “And yet… You were the very reason my sacred power had at long last awakened.”
“Me?”
“Yes. All four something-blight Ganons had been summoned at once. You took it upon yourself to fight them all at the same time, so I could flee. But I couldn’t leave you there. I turned back, and out of pure anguish, a light suddenly burst from my hand. So, if I hadn’t felt so strongly about wanting to protect you, it may not even have happened. From that moment on, I finally felt like I too had a part in this important battle, but above all… You were not alone any more. I could fight there too, together with you.” She lowered her face. Her eyes had saddened. Because even though they had initially managed to defeat Ganon, against all odds, he had somehow survived. He’d come back, fatally wounding Link and killing the other champions. “But it was all to no avail. In the end, I couldn’t save Hyrule. And my friends. I couldn’t save you.”
Putting his arm around her, Link hugged her close. “That’s all in the past now. We have better things to look forward to.” He kissed her, tasting the liquor on her lips. “I didn’t really know how to tell you this without hurting your feelings. But I’m glad I did.”
“Me too,” Zelda smiled softly. “You can tell me anything.”
They sat like that for a bit, and then Zelda suddenly chuckled.
“I can’t believe you still have to wear a mask in order to enter Gerudo City. You’ve proven your worth, they should be thankful.”
“Oh, it’s just easier, you know,” Link sighed. “If I go in there, looking like a man, some of them still look at me as if they’d want to… I don’t know.”
“Feed you to their seals?”
“Yes. Alive.”
Zelda giggled. “They’re a bit intimidating, aren’t they?”
“Well, I didn’t want to say it, because Urbosa was such a close friend to your mother, but… Yeah. Their demeanour, their built… I mean, the way their hipbones are jutting out is positively scary.”
“And then there’s still Buliara.”
Link snickered. “That’s not a woman, that’s a building.”
Zelda tisked and shook her head in slight disapproval. Would there come a time, she wondered, where she’d long to go back to that time when he hardly talked?

The next morning, Zelda was awake before Link. Sleeping naked had never been a very appealing thought to her, before. Why would she? That had changed, now that she had a warm body to press herself against at night. A body that she wanted to express her adoration for every night.
She was still a bit sleepy, but the jitters in her stomach for this important day told her that she wouldn’t be sleeping any more. Might as well admire her hero. Because it was still dark outside, she lit a few candles, as quietly as she could. Then, relaxing back into the bed, she leaned up on her elbow, looking at him, on this rare occasion where he could sleep in. As today was a holiday, there was no training for the soldiers. And so, he could stay in bed with her. Pulling away the sheet a bit, she let her eyes roam over his sleeping body. His skin was far from flawless. He had battle scars, of course he did. It would’ve been a miracle if he’d come out of his many battles unscathed. But he wore them with pride, as a token of how he had – successfully – served this Kingdom. And thanks to Mipha’s powerful healing magic, luckily they weren’t too severe. Without it… She didn’t even want to imagine.
“Thank you,” she whispered.
“For what?”
With a little gasp, Zelda looked up at his face. “Oh, you’re awake.” His masculine smell drifted up her nose, and she took a deep breath, letting it fill her head. “I wasn’t thanking you, actually. I was thanking the Goddesses. For creating you. You mean so much, not just to me, but to the Kingdom and all of its races, to everyone. Without you, achieving piece would’ve been impossible. Not only that, but you’re strong, you’re handsome, you’re kind and chivalrous. You know how to fight, how to cook, how to...” She inhaled and bit her lip. “How to love a woman. Seriously, is there anything you can’t do?”
“Hmm… dance?”
Zelda laughed. “Okay. I can live with that.” Then there was still his physique. Extremely fit, but not overly sinewy or burly. Not an ounce of excess fat on his body. Perfection, right there in front of her. The Goddesses truly had done a stellar job on this one.
Not to mention his undeniable morning wood. Which might still serve a purpose this morning.
“You know…” Link murmured, grinning. “I kinda like it when you watch me like that.”
Zelda’s gaze drifted lower, to where his morning erection tented the sheet. “Hmm… You wouldn’t say.”
“Oh, that’s just… I often have that in the morning, it’s not a sexual thing,” Link quickly said.
“It’s not? So, it has nothing to do with me? Watching you?” With an insulted air, she slid out of the bed and put on her dressing gown. “Guess I might as well go then.”
“No, that’s not what I mean. Come back to bed… Ooh!” He’d wanted to go after her, but his protesting muscles stopped him.
“What?”
“My hips are sore. And my… butt muscles too, I think.” As if it was a subtle reminder that there was after all a limit to how much sex they could have.
Zelda chuckled. “I suppose they would be, yes. Will you be able to look out for my safety today?”
“Believe me, anyone who tries to harm you will regret being on the wrong side of my sword.” Ignoring his aching hips, he valiantly crawled to the edge of the bed. “But seriously though, I just meant to say that I didn’t want you to get the impression that I only ever think of sex.”
“I’m just joking,” Zelda smiled, dropping the act and joining him back in bed. “Wouldn’t it be normal, in this early stage of our relationship to only think of sex?” She pushed him down and straddled him, to spare his poor hips. “It’s perfectly okay to be insatiable now.” Because she was too. Just watching him was enough to make her want to do it. It would take a very, very long time, if ever, before she would grow tired of having hot, fierce sex with her hero.
Link swallowed. If his morning erection usually wasn’t anything sexual, as of this moment, it was. It were no longer only hormones induced by sleep that kept it standing up. An eager sparkle appeared in his eyes when her dressing gown fell open, and her breasts became visible. He hummed when her moistening pussy ground up against his stiff manhood, and her playful giggle sent his heart racing. Waking up next to this gorgeous girl, it really didn’t take a lot to get him this excited. Her lips curled into a sensuous, teasing smile while she leaned over him, continuing to rock against him. “I’m quite nervous for today,” she said softly. “It would be great to relief some stress right now. Would you like it too?”
Grunting, he quickly nodded.
She giggled, sitting back again and revealing more of her body, but not sliding her dressing gown off completely. It was great fun how they took turns in being in control. Yesterday, it had most definitely been him. It had been spectacular. Today, it would be, very spontaneously, her again.
Letting her hands glide up her body, she held his gaze while she squeezed her breasts. He hissed, guessing her intention, when she lowered her face and raised one of her breasts. He groaned loud when she did just that what he had hoped, swiping her tongue along her nipple. Juice was hotly bubbling out of her, lubricating his jerking erection, and she pushed her hips down onto him, making him groan again.
“That’s… really sexy. Seeing you do that,” he moaned, wiggling his hips to try and get inside of her.
“You mean this?” Zelda smiled sweetly, flicking her tongue more over her nipple. She laughed when he gasped and bit his lip.
“Oh, sweet Goddesses...”
“Are you thankful to them too?” Zelda chuckled.
“Oh yeah,” Link said decidedly. “Very.”
She let out a gentle laugh, soft and melodious, making the back of Link’s ears tickle. Then she lifted her hips, letting his waiting manhood find its way inside. She laughed with a bit more conviction when Link’s mouth fell open in ecstasy, and when she thrust down hard onto him, she cried out, smiling with relief. Her eyes closed for a moment, and she let her head drop back, pushing her chest forward and letting her breasts emerge fully from behind the hems of her dressing gown. Her hands drifted to her hips, pushing back the light garment there too, so he could see the way his raging, stiff length was firmly rooted right up her centre. Cracking her eyes open again, she indeed could see his enthralled gaze locked onto that view. The sacred place that had been his to breach. That would remain his until it was shrivelled and dried up.
None of that now. Her love juice was still abundant for years to come, and it seemed like there was no end of her lust for him, as if 100 years worth of it had accumulated in her body. Now that she had him, it needed to get out.
Link needed to catch his breath for a moment. Before all of this, before they’d started being intimate with each other, he’d always regarded her as someone so pure, so pristine. He had never expected her to be so uninhibited about her body, the way she was showing herself to him now, so unmistakably proud and satisfied to have him planted inside of her. Needless to say though, he loved it. Her soft skin had an almost satiny glow to it. The way the candlelight flickered and danced on her body was mesmerising; the sparkle in her eyes very promising.
Zelda mischievously smiled at him. Leaning forward again, she placed her hands onto his chest. “Have your muscles grown so rusty after only one month?” she murmured.
Link grinned. “Those were muscles I never had to use during battle. I think I might still need a lot of training on them.”
“Hmm… A lot,” Zelda agreed. With a little sigh, she wiggled her hips. “Now then...” She was about to lift her hips, but Link spoke up again.
“Actually,” he said, lifting up his knees, “could you sit up again and… and lean back?”
“Oh,” Zelda said slowly. “You want to see all of me? While I ride you?”
“Yes,” Link nodded eagerly.
Supporting herself on his thighs, she leaned back with the most sensual smile. “Like this?”
Link licked his lips and swallowed hard. “Oh yes...” He gaped up at her, completely in her thrall. Completely at her mercy too, the way she had him clenched between her thighs. He let out a small grunt of excitement when she clamped her muscles down on his rigid, waiting length, and he pushed his pelvis up a bit.
Zelda made a slow, humming sound in the back of her throat. Even though he was slavishly staring up at her, she could tell that it pained him how he couldn’t be on top, pounding into her like an animal. He still had a lot of fighting spirit in him. Now that there were no more enemies, he needed to get rid of all his energy in a different way. The hungry look in his eyes had started to change into an impatient scowl, she noticed now. She had initiated this. Making him wait was in fact quite useless. But she found it so amusing to tease him to the point where he would release spectacularly inside her. Taking pity on him, she started moving her hips. She moaned softly when her sensitive inner flesh was stimulated, the pleasant friction quickly spurring her on to move faster. Pleasant tingles started to flash through her lower belly and loins. They told her that it wouldn’t take long at all before they would intensify and consume her entire body. Fired up by the way Link was panting and moaning under her, she fervently bounced up and down. “Oh… Oh, Link,” she mewled, closing her eyes and letting her head drop back.
Link felt his hips automatically jerking up. The muscles there were protesting, but after having been crushed by Hinoxes or struck by lightning in the past, frankly, this was nothing. Even if it would be, it was a sacrifice he was very willing to make. Look at this girl. She was truly amazing, bouncing on top of him like that. Her smiling, open mouth let out a constant stream of blissful sounds. Her dressing gown had entirely slid off her shoulders and was only hanging onto her arms now. And her breasts… Dear goodness… He could not take his eyes off of them. It was as if they were alive, springing up and down like that, putting on a show entirely for him. “Holy Deities!” Link groaned. His balls were churning and twitching, preparing to release their contents. Digging his nails into the mattress, he felt himself moving in accordance to the rhythm of her hips. When he saw her opening her eyes again, and looking at him, something twinged in his gut. The happy smile on her face was like an unspoken agreement, and they both climaxed, hard and fierce, breaking the peaceful morning quiet with their heated cries.
Leaning her hands on his chest, Zelda lifted herself off him again, exhaustedly flopping down next to him. Just thinking back to this would help her make it through today’s tedious ceremonies. Although it would probably be sacrilege to think of sex in the presence of the clergy. But try as she might, her mind would start to wander anyway. She loved to have sex with him. It was a kind of entertainment she had access to most times of the day, when she didn’t have any duties or meetings, and mostly every night. It was very hard not to think about it all the time.
“Will it ever stop being so amazing?” Link panted.
“In another 100 years…” Zelda mumbled, also catching her breath. “Maybe.”

“Oh no no, that won’t do. I cannot believe I’m hearing this. If Master Link is to marry you, he too will acquire a status of nobility.” Liselle was on a roll this morning. “And as a member of the aristocracy, you must know how to dance, at least the basic dances. And what would you do on your wedding?” She turned to Link now. “You honestly wouldn’t want to plunge the princess into a state of disgrace by messing up your first dance?”
Zelda and Link exchanged glances. Over breakfast, they’d casually been joking about Link’s lack of dancing skills, and Liselle had caught wind of it. They had not expected that this little revelation would open up such a world of woe. Although, they had to admit, she was right.
Liselle tisked and shook her head. She could still vividly remember that night, about a month ago, when they had celebrated Ganon’s defeat. There’d been a grand feast. Everyone was overjoyed. There was no rank, everyone was equal. Surely, Link must’ve been overjoyed too. On the inside. On the outside, the dead carcass of the venison roast would’ve probably showed more enthusiasm. He had been standing there all night in the corner with a drink in hand, trying to blend into the environment because he was too shy to dance. As the night progressed, Zelda had at last managed to drag him onto the dance floor. There, he had done something, but she wasn’t sure if she could call it dancing. She’d hoped it had been because of the alcohol. But alas, it seemed like a crash course in the basics of dance would be in order.
“Well, in my defence,” Link said dryly, “there hasn’t been any opportunity to dance, neither had there been a reason for it too. We’ve been busy defending a Kingdom, in case you had forgot.”
“Of course, you do have a point there. But you’re still gonna have to learn it.” Grabbing his hand, Liselle dragged him behind her. She frowned when he made a small sound of discomfort. “Something wrong, Master Link?”
“My hips are just a bit sore, that’s all,” he mumbled.
“Your hips?”
Zelda giggled, briefly pulling up a shoulder in an adorable, girly manner. “His butt, too.”
“Zelda, shush! She’s gonna get the wrong idea!” Link sputtered, flushing.
Liselle frowned, thinking it wise not to pry any further. “Now Master Link, you didn’t think that something petty like sore hips would get you out of this? I’m sure you’ve had to endure greater hardships than this?”
Link thought for a moment. Fell into lava, hit by deadly laser beams, trampled by Lynels... The list goes on. Honestly, how he still looked the way he did now was beyond him. It was a science he couldn’t grasp.
He sighed. “Yes alright, go on then.”
“Take my hand. Walk three steps and pause. No, you’ve started on the wrong foot. Try again. Three steps and pause. Now the same with the other foot. Turn once… No, the other side.”
Zelda guffawed and clapped her hands. “Right, I’ll leave you two to it.”
“Wait, what are you gonna do?” Link said.
“Me? I’ll go find my palanquin, of course. Surely, you and Cassian are strong enough to carry me around town?”

She’d told herself she wouldn’t be nervous. Essentially, all that was required of her, was to just be there. How all eyes would be on her, she tried not to focus on that for now. How the ceremony would probably be long and very, very boring. How she would have to take the oath with a strong, steady voice, preferably without any errors of speech so ridiculous they would go down in history…
Oh dear...
She stood in their living quarters, still in her comfortable home wear, gazing through the window. Even though it would be quite chilly outside, the early autumn sun was already there, bravely burning its way through a light morning mist. Up ahead, on the central square, merchants were already opening their stalls. After their living quarters, the central square was one of the first places they had started to rebuild, so there could be a daily market again, and economy could thrive once more, even though it was far from finished. Today, it was more lively than usual, for the celebratory festival. The food stands sold different kinds of food, more festive. Zelda had authorized for more stands, later on, Kass would be there for some music, and at the other side of the square, they had asked for Hestu, to come shake his maracas. And his entire body. In a fenced area, there would be demonstrations from the soldiers showing their best moves, and a gliding tournament for the Rito’s would also be held. And of course, horse rides for the children and games for children and adults alike. The rest of the day, after the ceremony, Zelda and her entourage would also attend. It would be great fun.
She turned when the door opened behind her.
“So, did her majesty find her palanquin?” Link said with only the slightest hint of sarcasm.
Grinning, Zelda countered with just as much wit. “No, Ganon must’ve eaten it. A carriage will have to do.”
Link joined her by the window, lightly wrapping an arm around her waist. “Are you okay?” he said, noticing the tension in her shoulders.
“Hm,” Zelda nodded, smiling. “Although, I have to admit… I will be happy when the formal part is over. I wish I could skip to the part after it, where we can eat and drink and go to the market and have fun.”
“I promise I’ll be a better dance partner.”
“How did it go?”
“Good. It’s gonna get wild tonight.”
She took a deep breath, exhaling slowly and deliberately. Link could detect a slight shiver too. “I can’t believe I will be a queen tonight,” she said.
“I thought you wouldn’t be nervous.”
“Yeah, me too.” She sounded surprised, almost upset about it.
He too felt pleasant jitters in his stomach. Because there was still this minor detail of proposing to her, somewhere this afternoon. He briefly tightened his grip around her. “Shouldn’t you get dressed?”
She looked at him, thankful for this moment of intimacy, before it would all start. He answered with eyes that told her that, at the end of the day, he would be there for her. “Hm,” she nodded gently, and after a soft kiss, she left to have Liselle tie her into her corset.

“Where are they?”
“Relax, Zelda, there is still plenty of time,” Link said. “They’ll be here, don’t worry.”
“Relax, he says,” Zelda sputtered.
“He’s right, Zelda,” Liselle interfered. “You need to calm down.”
Zelda closed her eyes for a moment and sighed. “I’m sorry,” she said. Blimey, this was worse than having her period. Although, there was another reason why she was so anxious for their arrival. Terrako, her treasured little personal guardian had decided to train under each of the successors. Right now, he was with Sidon. She was immensely looking forward to seeing him again.
When she strode off to who knows where, Link looked at Liselle with a dazed look on his face.
“Oh, this is nothing, dear,” Liselle grinned. Cassian, who had also joined them, chuckled behind her. “Wait until she’s pregnant.” She set off in pursuit of the wayward princess when she saw her heading for the liquor cabinet. “I really don’t think that’s a good idea, love.”
“Just a tipple!”
“I think you should maintain a clear head for the ceremony!”
There was a sudden tumult outside, a distraction Liselle gladly welcomed, and they all headed for the window. A large figure flew over Castle Town. “It’s Teba!” Zelda smiled brightly. Laughing, she opened the window.
“Oh, I hope he doesn’t turn into such a show off like Revali,” Link groaned.
“Master Teba,” a soldier was crying out from below. “I know you can fly, but you are still expected to formally announce yourself!” It was hard to tell whether the soldier was annoyed with Teba for skipping security procedure, or just desperate. Having detected an aerial breach, flying guardians started to move in on Teba, but he masterfully avoided them, even seemed to make a game out of it. When he had spotted the princess, he bowed his head in mid air, and then dove down again to have himself properly registered as a guest. Shortly after, the other champion successors arrived practically at the same time.
“Is Patricia not with you?” they heard Sidon saying to Riju while they were approaching the living quarters.
“No, these cold temperatures are not good for her,” Riju replied. “But Buliara has accompanied me.”
After the four champion successors had entered, the impressive, abnormally burly woman stepped into view. Zelda suppressed a laugh when Link slightly cringed.
Her guests of honour, they had arrived. Sidon, Yunobo, Teba and Riju. Liselle and Cassian both bowed their head. “Your excellencies,” Liselle said.
Yunobo raised both his hands. “Oh please. Too much praise,” he said with a charmingly oafish laugh.
“I’m so happy you’re here, all of you,” Zelda said. She had visibly relaxed.
“It’s our pleasure, princess. Thank you for having us,” Teba said with a gracious head nod.
Zelda felt herself blushing. For a bird, he was very attractive. “Where’s Terrako?”
“He got distracted on the way,” Sidon said. “He’s not far behind though. Maybe if you call him...”
Heading for the door, Zelda stuck her head out. “Terrako?” Upon hearing her voice, she heard the erratic ticking of his tiny feet on the floor as he came bounding towards her. Making his curious little sounds, he jumped right into her arms. “Terrako!” she smiled warmly, hugging him close. “I’m so happy to see you. How is your training going?”
Terrako bleeped excitedly, telling her in his own strange language how much he enjoyed it. “That’s great to hear. I’m gonna put you back down now, okay?” Some more bleeping, and then he was off, running around like a metallic bouncing ball on super drugs.
“Now, can I offer you a drink? Noble Pursuit, anyone?” Zelda suggested, turning back to her guests. Without even waiting for a reply, she hurried back over to the liquor cabinet to pour them all a glass. Link and Liselle both shook their heads with slight amusement at how she stood with her glass in hand, beaming with a childish kind of satisfaction that she got to have her tipple after all.
“Princess, forgive me, but are those...” Riju said, staring up at the picture above the fireplace. They all flocked around the picture. Thanks to some genius technological quirk, they’d all been able to meet with their beloved predecessors. Seeing them again on this picture evoked a deep nostalgia, as they all started reminiscing about the epic battles they’d had together.
Feeling a bit like a third wheel in this, Liselle went to get the royal regalia, which she and Cassian had retrieved from the treasury earlier that day. When Zelda laid eyes upon her mother’s crown, she tried to suppress the quivering of her bottom lip, tried with all her might to swallow the lump in her throat. “Liselle, I suppose it would be inappropriate to ask you to put it on my head?”
“Me?” Liselle said, surprised. “No, it is mandatory that the priest will do it. A coronation is, other than a formal matter, also a religious affair.”
“Yes, I was afraid so.” She sighed. “Goodness, I just hope I won’t bawl my eyes out.”
“Think of happy things.”
Zelda nodded. Her romp this morning with Link. Yes, she would think of that. Sex with Link, even just the thought of it, never failed to make her feel better.
“It’s about time we go,” Link said. “Are you ready?”
Zelda swallowed and bravely, determinedly nodded her head. This was the hard part. After this, they would all join the crowd. Without crown, of course. Taking part of the festivities with an expensive and irreplaceable crown on her head would be just as stupid as stepping unarmed into a horde of starving Lynels. Then they could have some fun. And a couple of much needed drinks. “Yes. Let’s get this over with.” After all, compared to the Calamity, this was nothing.
Right?
“Good luck, princess,” Riju said with a charming smile.
Zelda answered with a faint smile of her own. “Liselle?”
“Yes?” Her stomach twisted at how tiny and unsure Zelda’s voice sounded right now, reminding everyone once again of her young age.
“Will I be a good queen?”
“Most certainly you will. You have already shown that to the people by saving us from Ganon’s oppression. And if in the future, you are still struggling, then me, Link, and all of us here at the castle will be there for you.” She lightly squeezed her hands. “You are going to nail this.”
“Princess,” a voice said behind her. It was Sidon, offering her a thumb up and his trademark smile. “You got this.”

To be continued...

Author's Note: Meanwhile, someone has kindly explained to me – thank you for that – that Age Of Calamity is an alternate timeline, where the champions, thanks to Terrako’s warning, have won. But, if they won, then Breath Of The Wild wouldn’t have happened. I find this very confusing for my simple, damaged-by-alcohol brain. So, every Age Of Calamity element I’ve already integrated in this fic so far, I’m not gonna change them. Because, after all, it’s only fan fiction, where I want to express my love for the characters. So, this fic is set in the Breath Of The Wild universe, slightly influenced by Age Of Calamity. There ^_^
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