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The love life of a Hero	By : Lisachan Category: Zelda > Het - Male/Female Views: 3839 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 6: Longing for a tipple yet?
Link appeared in a haze of blue and gently landed on the teleportation spot. Once he was free to move, he hurried to his house, happy to be done travelling up and down the Kingdom again. When he approached, he was just in time to see Amira leaving. Ivee stood at the door seeing her off.
“Hey Link!” she cheered when she’d spotted him, running to meet him.
“Hey,” Link smiled, kissing Ivee on the lips. “What was your mum doing here?”
Ivee hooked her arm around Link’s, and they walked back to the house together. “Making arrangements for the wedding, of course. She had to make some adjustments to the dress, and I had to try it on again. And also, I’ve invited her over for a chat. About our first time.” That last bit was added in a whisper.
Link was mildly shocked. “I thought you didn’t like to talk about sex with your mum?”
“Don’t worry, I didn’t go into detail. But at least she deserves to know when it happened, and how. And to finally get it all off my chest. Do you have any idea how difficult it was for me not to be able to tell someone about my first kiss, and my first time? Those are big moments in a girl’s life. Milestones.”
“Okay, okay,” Link sighed. “So, the dress. Does it fit now?”
“Yes. Luckily, it’s a muslin kind of fabric, and it’s an empire dress, so curves can be easily camouflaged.” She laughed at Link’s mystified face, as he had no clue what ‘muslin kind of fabric’ and ‘empire dress’ meant. “What will you be wearing at the wedding?”
“I was thinking about the Barbarian Armour. You like that, don’t you?”
“Hmm, let’s keep that for the night. I’ll be hot for you in the blink of an eye.”
“Because, without it, you’re not?”
“It will have been a long day, I’ll be tired. And also, if you’d be wearing it during the day, I’d be having dirty thoughts all the time.”
“Wouldn’t that wet your appetite?”
“A bit too much, I’m afraid. Our wedding night would be over in ten seconds or so.” She gave him a cheeky grin and swiftly kissed him on the cheek. “How about your Champion outfit? That would be nice.”
“Kay, Champion it is.”
“Did you contact the priest?”
“Yup. Did you contact the mayor?”
“Yup.”
“Cool.” He waited until they were back into the house and the door was shut behind them, then… “So, about that first time, you only said good things, right?”
“How could I not? It’s hard to fault something that was perfect.”
“Hn… Why, thank you.”
“Are you blushing?”
“Am not.”
And so, the day of the wedding rolled around. Even though the ceremony in itself would just be a necessity to show people that she was now officially allowed to carry children, Ivee was still dead nervous. “Mum, would you stop snivelling, please,” she sighed, while her mother was fluttering around her, picking loose threads and fluff from her wedding dress. As tradition would want it, she and Link had slept separately. He in his house, Ivee back at her parents.
“I can’t help it,” Amira said, swiftly wiping her eye. “Where has the time gone? Seems like only yesterday you were in your little christening robe, and look at you now.”
“Dear me, have you gained a bit of wait, my love?” Nikki said, who was there for… Ivee didn’t really know what for.
“Possibly, yes. Link’s meals are just too good,” Ivee lied. Well, technically, she didn’t lie. Link really was a good cook. As was she.
She winced when Azu came storming into the house. All he’d done all morning, was to excitedly bounce around the house, shouting: “Yay, yay! Another party!”
“Azu, Azu!” Amira said, desperately trying to get of hold of this tiny whirlwind. They hadn’t told him about the pregnancy yet. He wouldn’t be able to keep it a secret. “I have a very important task for you.”
The whirlwind screeched to a halt. “What?”
“Why don’t you accompany your dad to go fetch Link? If you ask nicely, then maybe you can ride Epona.”
“Yaaaay!” Azu cheered, running off in search for Pruce.
Nikki rubbed her forehead and sighed. “I need to go to the toilet for a bit.” Before she left, she threw another suspicious glance at Ivee’s belly.
“Why is she here anyway?” Ivee hissed, once Nikki was gone.
“To help me with the food and stuff.”
“We didn’t need her to help with the food on your birthday party. So why now?”
“Because there will be lots more food now. There will be a buffet. I can’t do all that by myself. Purah has also offered to help out, although she said that she might be a bit later. Some new project she’s working on.”
“Oh, really? What is it?”
“I don’t know. A new substance she has discovered and wants to experiment with.”
As if on cue, Purah walked in. “Hellooo! Master of Ceremony has arrived.”
“Purah!” Amira exclaimed, quite relieved. “You’re early!”
“Yes, Symin has taken over. My, Ivee, don’t you look wonderful!” She clapped her hands and rubbed them together. “So, let’s get this show on the road, shall we?”

As the weather was nice, the ceremony and the party would be held outside. The ceremony in itself hadn’t really been a big deal. They’d wanted to keep it short, on purpose, just in case Link would get summoned before he got the chance to say ‘I do’. It was the party that everyone was looking forward to, anyway. Food, drinks, music and dancing until the wee hours of the morning.
That didn’t mean Link hadn’t been romantic about it, on the contrary. To be honest, Ivee was quite impressed. He’d arranged for two horses, Epona and the Royal horse, and had put them in front of an open carriage. After the ceremony, they’d gone around the village for a celebratory ride.
“Can you take out two horses at at time?”
“I’m vouching for Epona,” Pruce said proudly, who was at the front, steering the horses. Obviously, Azu was sitting right next to him, having the time of his life.
“They wouldn’t entrust the Royal horse to him,” Link whispered in Ivee’s ear. She couldn’t help but giggle. “Have I mentioned you look stunning?”
“Yes,” Ivee beamed. “But feel free to say it again.”
“You look stunning.”
“So do you.” But then again, Link would even look good in a hessian sack.
Afterwards, guests were allowed to take their turn in the carriage, as a sort of entertainment until the banquet. At the middle of the table, Ivee had noticed two ‘thrones’, like on her mother’s birthday, and she sighed. When the carriage once again had stopped to pick up new guests, she decidedly marched towards it.
“Azu, let’s get one thing straight, alright? We’re not gonna sit on those thrones all night. We are going to dance.”
“Of course. Because on a party, we dance. Right, Link?”
“Right!” Link shouted back, sticking up his thumb.
Purah used this idle time in between to take some pictures with the Sheikah Slate of the happy couple and, once the carriage rides were done, the whole family. Afterwards, everyone was enjoying the canapés and drinks, talking amongst themselves. Nikki was standing next to Purah with her arms crossed in front of her chest, looking quite bored already. “I really do think she shouldn’t be wearing a pristine white dress,” she fussed.
“Maybe that’s why she’s not wearing a pristine white dress. Surely, you must’ve noticed the pink ribbon under her chest,” Purah smartly retorted.
Grunting, Nikki helped herself to another drink and canapé from the table and went to seek out other company. Pleased with herself, Purah went looking for Amira. “Ah, there you are. Isn’t it about time we set out the food on the buffet table? I’m hungry. Are you hungry? By the time we’re done with that, it will be about time to eat.”
“Where’s Nikki?”
“No idea. Good riddance.”
“Uh, okay. Well, at least she’s helped us with the cooking.”
While they were preparing the festive spread, Amira saw how Ivee poured herself a drink. She was pleased to see how her daughter wisely stuck to spring water. To her dismay, Nikki had also noticed. She was making her way towards Link and Ivee with two cups of spirits. Amira dropped whatever she was holding, but Purah was already on her way, winking as if to say “I’ve got this.”

Ivee rolled her eyes when she saw Nikki approaching and tried to hide behind Link, which was, obviously, no use.
“Stay calm,” Link muttered.
“Won’t you have a drink, Ivee?” Nikki cunningly offered.
“I have water.”
“With a drink, I mean this.” She held the cup in front of her face. “Link, you?”
“I still have some, thanks,” Link politely declined.
“No, thank you,” Ivee smiled. “Bad for my waistline.”
“Is it because I said you’ve gained some weight?”
“Yes. You’re right, I need to do something about it.”
“Oh, but not today, though. Today’s a celebration.” She once again thrust the cup in front of her face.
“No, thank you,” Ivee persisted.
“Now now, too much alcohol damages the brain,” Purah intervened. “Wouldn’t you agree, Nikki?”
“Ugh, you again.” Looking offended, Nikki stomped off.
“Thank you, Purah,” Ivee said.
“No worries, my child. You know, I really don’t understand why your mum likes to associate with people like Nikki. Your mum’s so nice, once you get to know her, and Nikki’s, well… toxic.”
“I don’t think my mum recognises it as such. But Nikki just happens to live here. And it’s like you say, my mum’s too nice to turn her down. And where else would she get her gossips?”
“Huh, I’d say the only reason why she’s offered to help out with the food, was curiosity.”
“Say Purah,” Link said, “do you have time somewhere next week? For… a chat?”
“Of course, Linky! You drop by anytime.” With a wink, Purah returned to Amira, and Link felt a slight blush rising to his cheeks.
“You think she knows?” Ivee whispered.
“Maybe. But Purah won’t tell.” He took a swig from his drink. “Even so, I would try not to touch my belly too much, if I were you.”
Link had barely finished speaking, when suddenly Koyin appeared in front of them with a tray of canapés. “Canapé?”
“Yes, lovely!” Ivee cheered. “In fact, you can leave the tray, thank you.”
“Ivee...” Link gently reprimanded.
“What? It’s my day, I can do whatever I want. And my mum made them, so… There are plenty of them anyway.”
Shaking his head, Link turned to Koyin again. “How are the sheep?”
“Wonderful, thanks for asking. By the way, you look very pretty, Ivee.”
“Thank you so much,” Ivee smiled warmly.
“Are you so hungry, then?”
“Yes,” Ivee simply replied, and then to Link, “Want some?”
Link took a canapé when she offered him the tray. He’d been worried that she would’ve lashed out at him if he’d taken one on his own risk. Pregnant women could be dangerous – scratch that – unpredictable when hungry.
“So, only a couple of weeks after your mother’s birthday, here we are again, partying.”
“So we are,” Ivee nodded. Then she started stuffing her mouth with canapés, indicating that she didn’t want to talk any more. Koyin’s small talk started to feel a bit like prying.
“Well, guess I’ll go pick up another tray then.”
“You do that,” Link said. “Don’t forget to take a canapé for yourself sometimes.”
Next, it was the mayor who wanted to chat. “Any plans for the honeymoon?”
“Well, I did make a deal with myself that, if this romance with Link would last, I would make a pilgrimage around the Kingdom to go worship all the Goddess statues,” Ivee said. “But maybe we’d better hold off until after...” Oops, she’d almost said too much there. “Until after Ganon’s defeated,” she quickly corrected herself, trying to act cool about it. “Isn’t it about time to eat?”
Luckily, the mayor hadn’t noticed her little slip up. “Oh yes, as it is now, it’s definitely too dangerous to travel around the Kingdom. But indeed, that would be a very nice honeymoon. I’m sure Link would know his way around to guide you to all the statues.” He then went on inquiring about when Ganon would be defeated anyway, since all four Divine Beasts had already been conquered. Link replied that it would be any day now.
“You’re really something, you are,” he hissed, when the mayor had moved on.
“Sorry!” Ivee squeaked under her breath. “I didn’t know this wedding would be such a cross examination.”
Her eyes scanned the crowd for any more possible threats. For now, no one was coming their way. Only now, she noticed that Link had also invited some guests that she only vaguely knew. There was a woman who looked a bit like herself, but older. Then there was a spunky girl with ginger hair. And another younger looking girl with platinum blond hair, who she didn’t know at all.
“Who are they?” she said, nodding towards the trio.
“Oh, they work at an inn where I often go,” Link informed her. “I told them about the engagement, so I thought it might be nice to invite them to the wedding. We get along quite well.”
“You didn’t tell them about… that other thing, did you?”
“Of course not. But, well… They kinda figured it out on their own.”
“So, what did you say?”
“Nothing! I ran!”
“Well, that’s practically the same as saying yes, isn’t it?” She glanced over to the three women, who were quite happily mingling with the local villagers. “Isn’t it risky then, to have them here?”
“If anyone asks, we’ll just stick to the story that we married each other out of love.”
“You say that like that isn’t so.”
“Of course it… You know what I mean.” Link knew that she was only joking, and they laughed together. In the distance, they saw Sophie shuffling by, munching on a canapé. She might’ve been a bit jealous. From that distance it was hard to tell, but she even looked liked she’d been crying. And suddenly, Ivee didn’t feel so chagrined any more. This day was just something she had to go through to start her future together with Link.

Ivee sat at the table, circling the rim of her cup with her index finger. The good thing about those cups, was that no one could see what was in it. Water wasn’t exactly the most festive drink, but the idea that she was doing it for the sake of her baby comforted her. She did hope that those few drinks on her mum’s birthday party wouldn’t hurt. Not like she’d drunk herself into a stupor. Even though, at times, there was nothing more fun than to drink yourself into a stupor. Which brought her back at her starting point: to intensely long for something alcoholic. But since that was off limits, her mind drifted to something she could enjoy any time: Link.
Her husband.
Link was enjoying the food. He’d done his obligatory speech, thanking every one for coming, thanking those who had helped, and raising his cup. Out of empathy for Ivee, he’d also switched to water now. He’d noticed though, that Ivee was a bit quiet. “What are you thinking about?” he asked softly.
Ivee leaned closer to him. “Body paint on interesting places. Tiny shorts. No underwear.”
“You have such a dirty mind.”
“Pff… I just wish we could skip this part.”
“It’s your wedding day, you should be enjoying it.”
“Oh, I am enjoying it! But a party without alcohol is just not the same.”
“There’s food. Lots of it.”
“Indeed there is. Think I’m gonna go for seconds.” She stood up, waiting for Link to join her. “You coming?” Link looked up at her, looking confused. “Well, I’m not going alone. People will think I’m a glutton.”
Laughing, Link stood up. “I think after having devoured almost an entire tray of canapés, that’s already too late.”
After dinner, the children of the village performed a little play, in which Ivee was the damsel in distress, and Link the brave knight who had to save her from all kinds of villains. Which was cute, and at least provided a bit of distraction.
When it was time for their first dance, Ivee seemed to regain her spirits a bit. Now she could perfectly understand her mother’s annoyance, back on her birthday party, when Azu had made her sit on her throne all evening. And her joy, when Link had asked her to dance.
She noticed Link breaking out in a sweat when they were in the middle of the dance floor, all alone, all eyes on them. “Don’t worry, this first dance doesn’t involve a lot of dancing,” she reassured him. “Just hold me and shuffle your feet a bit.”
“Okay.” Link did as she’d told him, and could feel himself relaxing when Ivee blissfully sighed against him. This wasn’t so hard at all. He could even bring himself to some idle chatter. “Is this the best day of your life?”
“Hmm, I don’t know. My birthday was also pretty awesome.”
“That was the best night of your life.”
“Yes,” Ivee agreed. “So this will be the best day.” She wrapped her arms tightly around him, rubbing their cheeks together. “Is it true that it’s almost time to fight Ganon?”
“I think so, yes. I’ve already been to the castle. A right mess it is. Teeming with monsters.”
“Please, be careful.”
“Of course I’ll be careful. I’m a lot stronger than I used to be.”
“Will Princess Zelda be revived too then?”
“Maybe.” For a split second, he felt her tensing up in his embrace. “Hey, don’t worry.” He held his hand in front of her face, the one where he now carried his wedding ring. “I’m married now. And I’m going to be a daddy. She’ll take peace with it.”
“Really?”
“She’ll have to. Going after someone who’s already taken is below her.”
The sight of this ring around his finger put her mind at ease. He was well and truly hers now. She couldn’t help but wonder what Zelda’s face would look like when she would learn this news. Picturing this moment, she felt some kind of pleasant jitters in her stomach. Maybe it was a bit mean of her, but it made her feel a bit better.
“Is it true that you want to go worship all the Goddess Statues?” Link said. “You never told me that.”
“I thought you might find it stupid.”
“Not at all! In fact, I think it’s an excellent idea. You’re gonna love it.”
The parents were then invited onto the dance floor. Ivee danced with Pruce, and Link danced with Amira. After that, the other guests joined them, and the party had really taken off.
“Link! Let’s do the Bolson dance!” Aster cried. “I have taught it to you, remember?”
Link perked up. “Oh, that I can do!”
Upon seeing this, Bolson joined in, and before they realised, everyone was doing the Bolson dance.
“Well, I’ll be,” Bolson said. “Never thought I’d see the day the Bolson dance would be this popular.”
“This is so much fun!” Aster laughed, excitedly clapping her hands and jumping on the spot.
“Aster, let’s go catch some bugs!” Narah cried.
“Okay!”
In between the dancing, Link had to entertain people with stories about his adventures and travels, which frankly he preferred. There were tales of Lynells he had to fight and riddles he had to solve, and his encounters with various different races. It was just when he told about the dragons, that Ivee stopped by for a refill of her drink. “Do you think the dragons will still be around when Ganon’s defeated?”
“I hope so,” Link said. “The dragons are harmless, so I don’t think they’re one of Ganon’s minions. Maybe we can spot one of them during our honeymoon.”
“Oh, I’m looking forward to that.”
“I want to see the dragons too!” Azu shouted. “That must be so cool!”
“Me too, me too!” Sefaro joined.
“Hm, once Ganon is defeated, it will be safe to leave the village,” Link said. “I’ll take you to see them then.”
“Yaaay!” Azu and Sefaro both cheered.
“Link, look at my bugs!” Narah said.
“Oh, they’re very nice!”
“Did you enjoy our play?”
“Very much! You were the cutest bokoblin I’ve ever seen.”
“Ah Link, you’re gonna be such a good dad,” Ralera sighed.
Link looked up in a slight panic. “What?” He looked over at Ivee, who communicated with her eyes that she hadn’t told a thing to anyone.
Ralera laughed softly, clearly endeared by what she saw. “Well, eventually, there are going to be kids, right?”
“Ah, eventually… Of course. Don’t you have to watch the windmills?”
“It’s my husband’s turn now.”
“Oh really? Is it that time already?”
Link and Ivee both couldn’t be more relieved when Purah announced that it was time to cut the wedding cake. “This day is a trial in itself,” Link hissed, once they sat back on their thrones. He actually got clammy hands!
“Tell me about it. Longing for a tipple yet?”
“Yes. I feel your pain.”
After dessert, some people started to leave, so they’d be well rested for their duties the next day. Purah was one of them.
“Are you happy you came?” Link asked.
“Very! Surely, I couldn’t miss out on Linky’s wedding.”
“Thanks for taking on the role of master of ceremony.”
“It was my pleasure.”
“Do you want to fast travel with me up to the lab?” he offered. “It’s quite far.”
“No, that’s quite alright,” Purah said. “After all this great food, a little exercise won’t hurt. Besides, I wouldn’t want to steal you away from your lovely wife. It’s almost time for… Teehee… You know… That.”
“Purah, stop it.”
Ivee loomed behind him like a predator, slithering greedy arms around him. “Hmm, it’s almost Barbarian Armour time,” she sighed, and then she leaned forward to gossip into Purah’s ear. “You know, under his Barbarian shorts, he doesn’t wear any...”
“Ivee, don’t say it!” Link yelled, feeling himself growing ever more embarrassed.
“Linky! You cheeky boy!” Purah cried out.
“It has nothing to do with that, it’s a sartorial issue!”
“Purah, would you like some leftovers?” Amira said, carrying a couple of containers.
“Why yes, lovely, thank you. Dinner for tomorrow sorted. Well, I’ll be off then,” she said with a wink to the newly weds. Ivee giggled. Link was about to burst into flames.
“Link, what’s the matter?” Amira asked.
“Nothing. Nothing at all.”

To be continued...
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