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A work exploring the events that took place before the calamity- detailing Link's chaotic ascendance into the royal guard, his first meetings with each of the champions, Zelda, and the people who raised him. [Complete!]
"Link tossed the sword down. It stayed upright, embedded into the dirt and mud. He wanted to tell her just how desperately he’d wanted to reject it and put it back into its pedestal. The way he ran and lied, and was still lying. King Rhoam was the one who insisted the truth be buried, but Link didn’t utter a word of protest. He may have come clean, but he had no intention of coming clean to all of Hyrule.
He felt he didn’t owe Hyrule anything.But the question remained, just how much did he owe Zelda?"
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21 Apr 2026
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Zelda plays a game with her knight. He doesn’t know he’s playing, but she’s sure he knows she’s playing with him. She isn’t subtle. The game is easier than she expected it to be, even though she still feels fiercely proud when she wins.
The rules are simple: Zelda tries to get Link to break the rules. Getting him to break any rule technically counts as victory, but the sweetest victories are the ones where she gets him to break a rule surrounding his oath.
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15 Apr 2026
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In nearly every way (except the most notable), the Princess of Hyrule was the Goddess incarnate. For that reason alone, it was a little ingenious for the King to offer up his daughter’s hand to whoever was able to pull the sword.
Link hadn’t meant to pull the sword. He planned to watch as his comrades pulled with all their might, perhaps even tease a few about how it was all for the better that the sword didn’t budge, because surely no Princess could ever love their ugly mugs, and then get into a good old-fashioned wrestling match with their bruised egos after one too many jokes. But it hadn’t mattered what he had in mind; Link’s plans be damned. The Goddess had already plucked him out of obscurity and set him along Her own path.
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14 Apr 2026
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She watches him land the final blow on whatever monster had gotten too close to town that night. She doesn’t get a good view in the dark, only hearing a horrible ugly wail and a wet thud as it collapsed onto the muddy field, and then the lightning illuminates him for a terrible moment. His torso is all red and blue, bloods mixing into a terrible purply-brown. The sword gleams unblemished in his hand, but his posture is weak, exhausted.
“Are you alright?” She asks him, gut twisting at the sight of him. Black eye, gash sweeping from temple to cheekbone, split lip. Blood mats in his blond hair, but he smiles when he sees her.
“Finally got your attention?” He wheezes, voice crackling with what must be blood in his throat. His blue eyes sparkle.
She throws his arm over her shoulder to help him up, pulling him back to her home across town. She plays dumb. Maybe he won’t know, doesn’t feel the same pull in his stomach that she does, the tingle where his skin brushes against hers.
“There are plenty of prettier girls in town who will fix you up better than I can, if you want me to drop you off,” she says.
He huffs out a strained breath, leaning his head onto her shoulder. “No. You can’t run this time.”Bookmarked by Frulp
12 Apr 2026
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Truth Be Told by dayhaven
Fandoms: The Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild/Tears of the Kingdom
01 Sep 2023
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“Have you threatened every person in this castle?” She hissed. “Because I haven’t heard a word of my incompetence in three and a half weeks, and only after tricking some poor unfortunate footman into speaking halfway ill of me does he break down nearly into tears and beg me to please not tell you what he’s said.”
A faint pink blushed onto the tips of his ears. He didn’t say anything, but he didn’t have to. It was an unwilling admission of guilt.
“Would you prefer they gossip about you, Your Highness?” His eyes lifted back to hers only when he finished speaking, and for a single moment, she was frozen under his stare. He had asked in sincerity, without any disingenuousness.
The audacity, to ask such a question. “No,” she said, her voice falling flat. Insulting, that a man who so rarely used his voice could so easily put her in her place with it. He hadn’t even really meant to.
For just a moment, she stared at him, waiting for him to lord his victory over her as he had so well earned. But instead he just kept staring earnestly at her, as if it were her turn to disclose, as if she was the one holding out on him.
Finally, blessedly, he spoke again. “What would you have me do instead?”
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12 Apr 2026