BotW Zelink Oneshots

Sunrise (M)

"Tighter."

I suffered through my struggle to breathe as my lady's maid tightened my corset to its limits. This was for an occasion that would occur once and never again. If ever had there been a time when I'd needed to look my absolute best, it was now.

My eyes constantly kept returning to the clock on the wall. There was only one hour left before the ceremony was scheduled to commence. I wasn't even at the Temple of Time, and yet I already felt close to fainting. I looked in the mirror, and I still had the waist width of an obese hynox. "Honestly, can't you make it any tighter?" I snapped.

"Your Majesty, please try to remain calm," pleaded one of my maids. I nodded; she was right. I was really letting my stress get the best of me. "My deepest apologies if I'm speaking out of line, but, ehm...I feel it necessary to mention something that your lover spoke to us about."

When had Link possibly found the time to seek out my own group of personal attendants to tell them something? "Not at all. Go on."

"Yes. He told us to put your comfort at the highest priority rather than your appearance. He said, quote, 'Today will only come once, so it's imperative that her memory of it is not plagued by discomfort.' He was quite insistent about it, I tell you."

My heart fluttered. It was just like him to go out of his way like that for my sake. I swallowed my pride. "Very well."

"Would you like me to loosen your corset then?"

"Yes, please. Thank you."

~ • ~

I'd recently been blessed with the rare opportunity to be freed from my royal responsibilities for a few days. This was something that only happened for me once or perhaps twice a year. Luckier still, Link had managed to secure a week-long leave from his duties as captain of the Calamity Defence Brigade in conjunction with my time off. Since it had been ages since we'd had the chance, we decided to go on a proper adventure like we'd used to in the days when our kingdom had still been in its early stages of restoration. I suggested we spend our few days of freedom in Kakariko Village to pay a long overdue visit to our old friends who lived there, and he proposed that we set out on a hiking trip as well just to make things more exciting and to get outside for a change.

However, I'd neglected to discern that 'hiking trip,' in Linkish, translated to 'long and arduous climb up a near vertical mountain range.' It was now an hour or so past midnight, and the two of us were making our way up the side of the cliff just south of Lanayru Road. As one might expect from someone who's spent roughly the last half decade cooped up in the castle and filling out scroll after scroll of political documents, I was remarkably out of shape. My partner, however, was just as full of energy as he'd been in those olden days, scrambling up the rocky hills with ease. Even by the time we'd reached a level where he was able to stand and walk, I was still trudging along on all fours, barely able to carry my own weight. The gracious gentleman he was, he offered to carry me on his back for a ways when he saw what a sad state I was in.

Not long after I'd recovered strength enough to walk on my own, I started to feel a chill in the air. It was already quite cold to begin with on account of the high altitude, but now my snowquill tunic was beginning to fail me. I stiffened, watching my breath come out in billowing puffs of fog. With Link just a few steps ahead, he looked over his shoulder and came to a stop, nearly causing me to walk straight into him. He smiled.

I turned in the direction he faced and spotted the cause of the sudden drop in temperature. In the distance, but steadily drawing nearer, was none other than the spirit Naydra. My eyes probably looked like they were ready to pop out of my skull in that moment.