[ Safe... As Sheik pulls Zelda in close, she begins to feel the message he is trying to convey. Fear, conditioned by the Imprisoning War, screams for her to grab the secret stone before anyone can see it, to take up the Master Sword and defend herself. But that feeling of familiarity is ringing louder and louder, punctuating her racing thoughts—the fear, frustration, and heartbreak of the recent days leading up to this tumultuous arrival.
Zelda squeezes her eyes closed and buries her face against him as Sheik envelopes the princess in his arms. Slender shoulders shake with quiet sobs as she listens to him. She grips his mantle with white knuckles, unaware of how hard she is pulling on it.
At offer to scream... Zelda actually does that. Muffling her mouth with the white cloth, the princess screams aloud into it. Everything they tried to do! Every plan they carefully constructed! Gone! Nothing has gone right, not a single thing, since the day Sonia died and Ganondorf became the Demon King. Isn't everything—everything—they sacrificed enough? And if not, why reject Zelda's sacrifice now? Why prevent her from giving up the only things she has left for the sake of the future of Hyrule, for the sake of Link?
Zelda keeps Sheik in this position for several long minutes, wailing into his mantle. Ever since Sonia's death, there's hardly been any time to grieve. Even her funeral was a hurried, quiet affair. After that it was war without end, skirmishes with the Demon King's army that Hyrule lost time and time again. The fleeting peace and happiness Zelda had known when she first arrived in the ancient era was gone. The prospect of returning home to her time was gone. The chance to see Link again was gone.
Somewhere in the midst of her tears, her memories of Sheik and the time they shared together in Songerein will return. Said memories slip into place like a book onto a shelf. But Zelda doesn't mention them. Even after her crying finally slows (which it eventually does), the princess remains silent in Sheik's arms. ]
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Zelda squeezes her eyes closed and buries her face against him as Sheik envelopes the princess in his arms. Slender shoulders shake with quiet sobs as she listens to him. She grips his mantle with white knuckles, unaware of how hard she is pulling on it.
At offer to scream... Zelda actually does that. Muffling her mouth with the white cloth, the princess screams aloud into it. Everything they tried to do! Every plan they carefully constructed! Gone! Nothing has gone right, not a single thing, since the day Sonia died and Ganondorf became the Demon King. Isn't everything—everything—they sacrificed enough? And if not, why reject Zelda's sacrifice now? Why prevent her from giving up the only things she has left for the sake of the future of Hyrule, for the sake of Link?
Zelda keeps Sheik in this position for several long minutes, wailing into his mantle. Ever since Sonia's death, there's hardly been any time to grieve. Even her funeral was a hurried, quiet affair. After that it was war without end, skirmishes with the Demon King's army that Hyrule lost time and time again. The fleeting peace and happiness Zelda had known when she first arrived in the ancient era was gone. The prospect of returning home to her time was gone. The chance to see Link again was gone.
Somewhere in the midst of her tears, her memories of Sheik and the time they shared together in Songerein will return. Said memories slip into place like a book onto a shelf. But Zelda doesn't mention them. Even after her crying finally slows (which it eventually does), the princess remains silent in Sheik's arms. ]