So I don't forget again

Entry 47: Zora's Domain

The Prince asked me if I ever bathe. I wasn't sure what that was. He then asked if I ever just sit in water. When I said no, he mumbled something like, "that explains it" then told me to follow him. He led me to a room with a large pool in the middle surrounded by various plants. He then asked me to get undressed. Odd, but I trust him. I removed everything but my under garments. He asked me to also remove those. I had to explain that Hylians, or at least I am or aren't as comfortable with nudity as Zoras. We're fragile compared to Zora with their scale like skin. He apologized profusely and asked if I was uncomfortable around him and other Zoras. With their colorful scales and fins it never really sunk in that they didn't wear much, but that's just how they are, and I never felt odd about it.

After this we hopped into the water. The Prince picked a fruit looking thing off one of the plants and crushed it, letting the broken bits fall into the water. He then swam around the edge mixing in the substance. By doing this these foamy bubbles appeared! While I was distracted by the bubbles the Prince poured some slimy stuff on my head which when rubbed also turned into bubbles. He massaged the substance into my scalp and hair which felt really, really nice.

So nice that I almost didn't notice that he spoke. He asked me what I was writing. I told him about the journal and why I started writing. Mipha's diary was found recently. Since I'm the one that she loved he thought it'd be alright if I read through it. It feels like I'm invading her privacy, but she has passed on and I want to know more about her and my past. She probably wrote something about me so I couldn't help but to be compelled to at least skim through it.

When we got out of the water, I felt amazing and so relaxed. The Prince had the diary sent to my room so I could look through it. As I thought there was a lot about me. Even when I was very young, I had exceptional swordsmanship which even bested adults. There was a very stark difference between when I was young to when we met again when I was older. When I was young, I was energetic and always smiled, while when I was older, I rarely spoke and never smiled. Yet, I was supposedly the same kind soul. She asked if something had happened, but I only shook my head. Reading that passage in particular I felt something tugging at the back of my mind. Suddenly I felt so guilty. It seemed I always did whatever I was told. Even if someone mentioned there being a monster causing trouble, I'd go straight to fight it.

An uneasy feeling is building up within me.

The banquet's about start so I should get dressed.