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Zelda’s Diary
by Moranos the Vala
This is the story of how a young Princess Zelda enslaved a young
peasant boy named Link. This story takes place a few years before the
events of Twilight Princess.
Chapter One
14 March, Year 1672 of the Third Age
Dear Diary,
Yesterday was my 15th birthday! It was an amazing day, but I wish
daddy wouldn’t go through so much fuss on my account. He makes me feel
like the luckiest girl in the world, but I have to remember what
mother told me: I can never loose sight of my own privilege. I should
be humble, and I should learn to care for all the subjects of the
realm of Hyrule.
Anyways... yeah, yesterday was the big party! I saw this cute boy
there, from the Ordon woods. I think his name was... Link? Yeah, it
was Link. He’d come to deliver a gift of some sort from the village,
and I made them let him stay for the party. He wouldn’t stop beaming
at me... he was rather adorable, but he’s only 9 or 10 years old.
Silly boy! I don’t know why I’m remembering this so much when there
were so many fun things happening all day. It was a festival! The
guards and knights did a huge demonstration, with sparring and
everything! But I still showed them up when it came to archery...
daddy wishes I wouldn’t do that, but I just love to shoot. And I’m
good at it! So there...
Anyway, today was actually just as interesting as my actual birthday.
Today was the day that Lady Impa gave me my own key to the secret
Royal library. It’s this rather grand room, deep and dark near the
foundations of the castle. There are scrolls and books and papers
going back thousands of years! It’s breathtaking to know that my
ancestors’ words are written there. I can’t wait to learn more... I
mean, I know the histories pretty well, and the stories about the
Goddess Hylia, the Sky People, the Hero of Time, the sealing of Ganon,
and the Sacred Realm. But I can’t wait to read it all in their own
words! I mean... hundreds of years ago, there was another Princess,
named Zelda! I’m so lucky to have been born into this family with its
amazing history.
Time for bed! I have to be ready for tomorrow.
15 March
Dear Diary,
I don’t even know where to begin. I was going through old scrolls from
the very beginning of the Third Age, from the time when Ganondorf was
executed for trying to steal the Triforce from the Sacred Realm. I
didn’t know... the Hero of Time, his name was Link. Just like that boy
from the other day. I thought it was probably nothing, but I went back
farther, and found records from even earlier, and the legendary hero
who fought Demise... his name was Link, too. And it was always some
peasant child, or fairy kid from the woods.
I need to see this boy again. I’m not sure what this is all about, but
I’m scared that something awful is going to happen, again.
Maybe I’ll tell the chef that I want pumpkin pie from those fantastic
pumpkins from the Ordon village...
16 March
Dear Diary,
I found some weird notes in the histories, more stuff I didn’t know
before. Ganondorf wasn’t killed. I mean, I would have had him
beheaded, but for some reason the seven sages decided to imprison him
in something called the Twilight Realm. I’m not sure what that is yet,
and I’m not sure I want to ask Impa about it yet either! She already
thinks I’m snooping around too much into things that are too grown-up
for me... but I’m 15 now, I can handle it.
But here’s the good news: I convinced daddy that it would be wonderful
to have pumpkin pies! The chef has already sent an order to the
village, specifically requesting that charming young delivery boy to
bring pumpkins for his Princess... so, now I wait.
18 March
Dear Diary,
Oh. Wow, so much to tell today. Link and his... uncle? Cousin? I think
it’s his cousin... they arrived with a wagon load of pumpkins to be
made into pies. But when they were done unloading, I asked if Link
would like to tour the castle, and of course he said yes! I promised
his cousin that he would be a guest of the Royal court for the day,
and that we’d send him back safely.
I showed him everything. My chambers, daddy’s chambers, the throne
room, the secret library, the kitchens, the stables, the towers and
battlements, and even the catacombs and sewers under the castle. We
even did some shooting, and I have to say, he’s quite talented. Even
Impa had to admit that he took to the bow very naturally.
I think he enjoyed his day, but he seemed sort of more interested in
me. It’s not surprising... I mean, I’m a princess, after all, and an
incredibly good looking one, to boot. I have to be careful, or he’ll
wind up with a huge crush on me. Which reminds me...
I went through the archives again this morning. I found references to
at least two more heroic figures named Link, and what’s more, I found
a sketch by one of my ancestors of the Hero of Time. He looks exactly
like the Link I know.
And the Link I know is staying at the palace tonight. We lost track of
time, and the stablemaster didn’t want him to take a pony back at
night, so we’re waiting until tomorrow. I guess I’ll have some more
time with him in the morning. I wonder if he knows anything... he
seems rather dense, but honorable and sweet.
19 March, Morning
Dear Diary...
Oh dear...
I... I looked in on him while he was sleeping. Or, rather, I thought
he was sleeping. I snuck into his room and found him... playing with
himself. His eyes were closed, and he was mumbling my name over and
over as he stroked his cock.
I was so surprised I couldn’t move. It was... big. Too big for a boy
his age, and he was using both hands. He was sitting there on the edge
of his bed, about to cum, right when I walked in. I was quiet and he
didn’t hear the door open, and I just stood there with my hands over
my mouth! But then he looked at me...
He tried to run away, but I stopped him. I hugged him, I told him it
was okay, nothing to be ashamed of. Impa has taught me so much
about... sex... all the things mother would have, if she were still
here. But I... I was so curious.
I led him back to the bed, and tried to tuck him in. But his cock just
stood there making a tent out of the covers... I knew he’d never get
to sleep.
I reached in and grabbed it. I didn’t really know what I was thinking,
and I still don’t, but I figured it would help... and besides, I was
fascinated by it. By him.. by the way it made me feel when he was
masturbating while thinking about me.
It all happened so quickly... he was about to cum, and I didn’t know
if he would ejaculate... he’s so young... so I just... put it in my
mouth. He came so quickly, and there was so much. I swallowed it all.
He tried to hide under the covers, but I kissed him on the forehead
and told him it was “just a dream” and that everything would be ok in
the morning, and that he shouldn’t speak of it.
I was so wet when I went to bed... but now I have to get up and see
him again. I wonder what will happen...
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