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 9: Princess Zelda in her bedroom
Ivee was absent mindedly leaning on her broomstick in front of the store, dreaming about Link, as she often did, when suddenly, an enormous, rumbling sound thundered through the air. Throwing her broomstick to the side, she looked up at the sky. What she had heard were the red beams from the Divine Beasts, which had released a tremendous amount of energy towards the central point they’d been aiming at for the last few months. Pruce came out of the store, Amira also joined them.
“Do you think...” Amira said.
“There’s no mistake,” Pruce ascertained. “It has started. Link is taking on Ganon.”
Ivee fell to her knees with her hands in prayer. “Please, let him be alright. Let him be safe,” she chanted. “Please, don’t let it be like 100 years ago.”
Amira knelt down beside her daughter, wrapping her arms around her. “Don’t you worry. Look!” She pointed at the sky. “The red beams have turned blue. That means that the Divine Beasts are helping him. He’s gonna be fine, dear.”
Another wave of thunder rolled through the air, followed by the most terrifying sound they’d ever heard. Although it was very distant, they could hear it clearly: a monstrous voice screaming and roaring with agony.
Or rage.
“Didn’t you hear that?” Amira said. “That was Ganon screaming out in pain. Link’s doing a splendid job.”
“It might’ve angered him more.” Visions of Link being smashed to the ground went through her head. Covered in blood. Too late to reach for his weapon.
“Oh, but no. We must stay positive.”
“Iveeeee!” they heard from a distance. A man was approaching, carrying a girl in his arms. It were Symin, who could run much faster, and Purah. “Thank you, Symin,” Purah said, when he put her down in the grass. “Ivee, you’d better go inside,” she said, handing her a bottle. “This stress isn’t good for the baby.”
“What’s this?” Ivee said, in tears by now.
“Calm down and drink it. It’s a sedative.” Purah helped Ivee up and escorted her inside, along with her parents. “There’s nothing we can do now, anyway. You just go rest now. Are you drinking it?”
“Yeah.” Ivee sniffed and wiped her eyes, downing the bottle. She let Purah put her to bed, but still the tears kept coming. “He’s my husband, it’s normal that I’m worried.”
“Of course it is,” Purah agreed. “And it’s true that we all underestimated Ganon the first time. But I’ve seen Link’s stats on the Sheikah Slate. He couldn’t be more ready to take him on.” She ran her hand through Ivee’s hair, and then reassuringly let it rest on her cheek. “Believe me.”
Ivee nodded. They needed to have faith in him. “Is this potion okay… for the baby?”
“Don’t worry,” Purah smiled, sitting by Ivee as she drifted to sleep. “Completely harmless. When you wake up it will all be over.”
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Ivee’s eyes were wet when she regained her senses. She must’ve been crying in her sleep, and very hard too. The sadness she’d felt was very real, very intense. She didn’t really remember what she’d been seeing in her dream, but it took her a while to realise that it hadn’t been real. It also took her a while to realise that she was lying in her old bed, back at her parents’ house. Even so, the bedsheets smelled of Link. How was that even possible? Link had never spent the night here. Was she so desperate for his return that she started smelling things now?
Wait…
It weren’t the bedsheets that she smelled. It wasn’t her imagination either.
With a jolt, she turned around. There was this indescribable sense of relief when she saw him sitting there on the edge of her bed. In one piece.
“Link...” She patted herself on the cheeks. “Am I awake?”
“You are awake,” Link said, looking rather amused.
She reached out her arms and hugged him tight, being very mindfull of his warmth as she held him, his heart beating against her. He was alright. She let him go again, wiping tears from her face. “Is he gone? Is it over?”
“Yes. Piece of cake,” Link grinned.
Ivee kissed him and once again held him close. It was only then that she noticed. There was someone else in the room. Link had brought a guest. Someone who almost seemed to radiate light. Instantly, she let go of Link again, feeling a bit embarrassed about this display in front of her eyes.
She was here. She was real.
Princess Zelda was in her bedroom.
“Princess! I mean, your Majesty! I mean...” How did she have to address her anyway? She bowed her head when the Princess stepped closer.
When Zelda let out a little laugh, it almost sounded otherworldly. To Ivee, she had the aura of a deity. “Link has told me about you two. That you are married and expecting a baby.”
Ivee noticed the Princess kneeling next to her bed, and she almost wanted to shout out that she didn’t have to kneel for her. But before she got the chance, Zelda had taken her hands. Only then, she dared to look up.
“I came to congratulate you.” Her eyes were sincere when she said it, and there was a warm smile on her face.
“T-thank you,” Ivee stuttered. “Did you come all the way here to tell me that?”
“Yes. I was curious to meet the woman who has managed to capture Link’s heart.”
Ivee felt a fierce blush rising to her cheeks. How embarrassing. “It’s a real honour to have you here.” Then she turned back to Link. “So, was it very difficult?”
“With our powers combined, it was nothing. Princess Zelda created weak spots with her magic, and I hit them with arrows. Oh!” He suddenly reached for his Sheikah Slate like a little boy who’d gotten a new toy. The Bow of Light materialised. “Look what I’ve got!”
“Wow...” Ivee breathed, genuinely impressed. “It’s so shiny. You definitely have to show this to Nebb. He’ll go crazy.” She pulled back the sheet and swung her legs over the edge of the bed, so she could nestle herself against Link. Zelda stood up to give them some space. This sudden show of affection wasn’t even so much to show off towards Zelda. From the bottom of her heart, she was just so happy to have him next to her again. “I’m so glad it’s over. You won’t have to go away any more. Now you can stay with me all the time.”
“Yes, regarding that...” Zelda’s voice interfered.
Ivee sighed ever so slightly. She was afraid something like that would follow.
“I’m afraid I will still need Link’s assistance.”
“What?”
“Ganon’s minions have caused a lot of damage all through the Kingdom. We must repair that and restore the Kingdom to its former glory.”
“No...” Ivee groaned, on the verge of tears again. “I just want him for my own. Is that really so much to ask from a mother to be? I don’t want to share him any more.”
That otherworldly little laugh again. “Don’t worry. I won’t claim all of his time. I’ll make sure he gets to see his children growing up.”
Ivee pouted and almost felt like sticking out her tongue. But she shouldn’t be childish about this. This is what Link does. Like she and her dad who had the shop. And Ralera and her husband who minded the windmills.
“If you want, you can take up residence at the castle, once it’s rebuilt.”
Ivee’s initial reaction to that would’ve been ‘are you out of your fucking mind?’. But this was a princess, so she needed to rephrase. “It’s a very generous offer, but I would prefer not to. You see, I’d like to have my mum and dad spend time with their grandchildren too.” That, and she wanted to keep Link as far away from her as possible. She trusted Link, but not her. As the ruler of their Kingdom, she probably had the power to undo their marriage and all.
“Of course, I understand. What was I thinking. Well, should you ever change your mind...”
Ivee had her gaze firmly fixed upon Zelda’s face. While they were looking at each other, she tried to convey a message with her eyes. Zelda hadn’t been able to be there for Link during his long, solitary journey to defeat Ganon. She couldn’t have possibly desired from him to carry this burden alone. He had turned to Ivee, had come to love her. Because she had been there for him, and not just physically. Zelda, the Princess, had missed her chance. It was the peasant girl who had ended up with the ring around her finger.
Zelda delicately cleared her throat. “Well then, I will leave you.”
Link stood up to follow her. That would be his duty again from now on.
“No, please, stay seated. I will let myself out.”
“But… Don’t I have to come with you?”
Zelda’s mouth turned into a smile. “After all of your effort, I think you are entitled to some time off.” Her smile broadened when she saw the expression of joy on their faces. She still had a lot to learn as a Princess, but one thing was for sure: she wanted to be a good ruler for her people. “I shall now take my leave. Or no… In fact, I… think I might catch up with Purah for a bit. That is to say, the little girl downstairs who indeed appears to be Purah.”
“It is Purah,” Link said with an amused grin.
With a dignified nod, Zelda bid her farewell and made her way down the stairs.
“I saw,” Link stated.
Ivee narrowed her eyes. “You saw what?”
“Honestly, the tension between you two was palpable.”
“Can you blame me? She’s gorgeous!”
“So are you! Why is it so hard for you to believe that?”
“I’m a peasant girl.”
“So am I! I mean, peasant. Not girl.”
“Hoho, not a girl indeed.” Ivee smirked, pushing him down on the bed and rolling on top of him.
“Ivee, not here.”
Feathering kisses over his face, Ivee pressed her groin against him, making him gasp. “Why not? Everyone’s caught up with Princess Zelda being here anyway.”
“Hey sis, why are you lying on top of Link?”
Ivee veered up, rolling next to Link on the bed. “Azu!” she cried out. “What are you doing here?”
“Mum’s angry because I knocked over a sack of flour.”
“Why did you do it then?”
“It was an accident! When I saw the Princess, I got so excited, and I just ran into this sack.” He hopped onto the bed next to them. “But I’m also here because I was curious to hear about Link’s battle with Ganon, of course!”
“Of course.”
“What’s that?” Azu pointed between Link’s legs. The friction had caused his tunic to creep up, and the inevitable tent that had formed there was clearly visible.
“Nothing!” Link shouted, quickly covering it with the sheet.
“Is it a weapon?”
“I… guess you could say that.”
“What an odd place to keep a weapon. Can I see it?”
“No! Uhm… not right now.”
“What do you mean, not right now?” Ivee hissed. “Not ever!”
“That which is forbidden becomes more enticing,” Link hissed back. “Reversed psychology.”
“Why not?” Azu relentlessly continued.
“Because it might explode.”
“Oh! Isn’t it dangerous to keep it there then? Shouldn’t you take it out?”
“Azu, have you seen the lady who’s downstairs?” Ivee interfered. “That’s Princess Zelda. She has also fought alongside Link. Maybe you can ask her about Ganon, okay?”
“Okay. But only if you show me the weapon.”
Reversed psychology failed miserably.
Ivee was growing quite desperate. Maybe it would help if she would distract him with some other news. Azu still didn’t know about her pregnancy. “Azu, there’s a baby growing inside my belly.”
“A baby?”
“Yes.”
“Inside your belly?”
“Yes.”
Azu looked sceptic. “How did it get there?”
Ivee and Link threw clueless looks at each other. It was enough to make Link’s ‘weapon’ shrink rapidly, which in this case wasn’t a bad thing at all.
“Ah, Linky. Could I borrow your Sheikah Slate? The Princess would love to see some pictures from the wedding.”
Link blew out a sigh, of annoyance, but also of relief. Right now, it was rather convenient to be interrupted. “Maybe we’d just better go downstairs too.”
“Aw, but I want to celebrate with you,” Ivee complained, hanging around Link’s neck.
“Don’t worry. If I get some time off, we’ll be able to celebrate plenty.”
“We can celebrate now,” Azu said. “Mummy can make a cake.”
“Yes, with all this flour you’ve spilt,” Ivee said with a sour face, following Purah and her brother down the stairs. Her face brightened up again when she felt Link’s hand touching the small of her back in a comforting gesture. At least for a couple of days now, he wouldn’t be going anywhere.
“Mummy?” Azu said, when Amira was putting him to bed that night.
“Yes, Azu?”
“Sis told me that there’s a baby inside her belly.”
“Indeed, there is.”
“How did it get there?”
“That happens when a boy puts his weewee inside a girl’s slit.”
There was a short silence. Azu was probably trying to envision it. “That’s gross.”
“It is. Don’t do it.”
“But if it’s so gross, then why did Link and sis do it?”
“Because it’s the only way to get a baby.”
“The only way?”
“Yes, the only way. And they do need to have a baby, because Link needs a successor.”
“Do I also need a sussecsor?”
“When the time is right for it. In twenty years or something.”
“I don’t want to put my weewee inside a girl’s slit.”
“You don’t have to worry about that for now. You can just be my little Azu for a very long time.” Amira pulled the sheet snugly around her little boy, and kissed his forehead. Within a couple of months, she would be a grandmother. Things were already going fast enough as it was.
To be continued...
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