《Too Far | Botw Sidlink/Zelink》9.) Things He Despises
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Link waited another year before leaving suddenly. He couldn't bear to live with things just getting worse in his household. So one morning while his mother was still out working and his sister was sleeping, he packed what he needed and left. But not before leaving the project he'd made for his sister on the side of her bed near the pillow.
The project he'd made was a horse. The animal reared up on its back legs and stood on a pedestal with the name 'Epona' on it. His sister had loved horses and had hoped to own one someday. Technically, she would. It's not living, but its still a horse. Link wished he could have painted it, but he didn't have the rupees for it at the time.
Now he was leaving, so he would never get to paint it for Irie. Link placed a kiss on the girl's forehead before he turned and exited through the door. He did not know that she opened her eyes immediately after a gentle 'click' of the door shitting. (A/n. It is obviously supposed to be shutting, but I'm afraid this typo is one of those few unintentional ones that just happen to be pretty great.)
The Hylian walked for hours before he made it to Castletown. He stepped into the main plaza and stood near the large marble fountain in the center. He stifiled a gasp at how elegant the whole thing looked. The blond dug through the pocket in his trousers for the letter of recommendation his father had written quite a while ago. His father's old friend was a now captain in the army, if not a higher rank by now. Once found, the teen searched for the address and turned on his heel to leave. But he bumped into a smaller figure behind him, dropping the letter. l 'Oof' was heard from what sounded like a younger girl.
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"Ah! I am terribly sorry, Miss. I wasn't quite paying attention." Link reached his hand out to help her get back on her feet. She took his hand and courtsied before introducing herself.
"No worries. I believe I should've introduced myself sooner, I am Zelda. May I ask your name?"
"Link. Pleasure to meet you."
Unintentionally, the two started into each other's eyes silently, destiny tied them together from that moment on.
The finally pulled away and Link cleared his throat, "I should probably get going; I can't be late to the training grounds. . ."
"Heroic, are we? Well first you might need to know how to get there. Make a left at the next alley and head straight until you see a dull pink villa with a white stripe. From there proceed to the right and you should arrive at your destination. Just make sure you state your business when reach the gate. Farewell, brave hero!"
The cerulean-eyed blond turned to leave with a smile. Zelda waved in return and later kicked something. She reached down the grab the object and figured out it was a letter.
Months Later
He was dull, losing emotion and lacked ardor. Something he originally intended to do in order to aid his family soon became an enormous weight to drag from his poor shoulders.
Three bags. Three bags of rupees had already been mailed sent home. Each continued around one-hundred fifty gems in Hylian currency. That was just the amount of shiny chunks of mineral in the bags; it did not equal the value placed in the small chunk of burlap. He was currently tossing in the amount for his fourth bag. Link promised hinself would stop sending them soon . . .if he didn't fall in battle first.
Two days after he had ran into the princess, she arrived at the training grounds with a couple guards. Apparently he had dropped his letter that day. Immediately after, the boy had given the epistle to the commander; that 'small' action then proceded to make his life a living hell.
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Link hadn't known that he was the hero, he only found out when the commander told him. The blond always knew he was gifted with combat, what he hadn't known was that he was capable of defeating the greatest swordsmen in all of Hyrule at only the age of four. How he never remembered that, was a wonder to him. Things then proceeded with Link receiving orders to pull the freaking Master Sword out of it's pedestal. They had traveled deep into the forest where a talking tree had told him his destiny.
Not even a day later, Link had his status raised to a knight, preparations started for him becoming Zelda's appointed knight. Four champions were then chosen from the for races of Hyrule to protect the country, for the cycle of legend was nigh.
His once peaceful life had gone from struggling to provide for his mother and sibling, to bearing the weight of an entire country on his shoulders.
"Hnnnngg," Link let out a quiet groan while his face rested on his arms like a pillow. It hurt to remember, it hurt to think, heck it even hurt to breath! The young man's shoulders ached, being alone left him with the company of only his thoughts. They were not kind in the slightest.
Early life had really only been filled with suffering now that the hero thought about it. Family hated him, rigorous training daily, and the weight of the world thrust upon the shoulders of a boy.
His current situation shouldn't have him freaking out like he is now; Link has been through much worse and a simple relationship issue shouldn't be this complicated to fix. The hero finally decided that he can't rely on Sidon to do everything for him. He needed to start standing up for himself, but he needed a break first. Link made a decision; in two days he would leave and go to his home in Hateno Village.
Soon enough, the hero had fallen asleep sitting at the desk in his chambers. He did not hear Sidon enter the room; quietly exclaiming how adorable the hero was when he slept.
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