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cherrrydragon · 11 months ago

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➤ the art of stealing (a heart)

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SUMMARY ↳ As a thief, you've always been attracted to shiny things. There’s a glow that catches your eye. It’s almost enchanting, designed to catch your eye and reel you in. Sidon. He’s glowing. The spots that adorn his crest and his blue and yellow fins, are glowing, bioluminescent. “Have–” you stutter, completely enraptured by the sight of him. “Have you always… glowed?” pairing: sidon x fem!reader warnings: almost smut but nada tags/notes: hylian!reader, courtship rituals, eventual romance, based on the hc that zora's are bioluminescent/this tumblr post wc: 7.9k - "cherry stop yapping so damn much" challenge (i never plan such long fics but i keep getting carried away help)

Perhaps you are in over your head.

You wouldn’t say you were a rotten individual, not at all. You don’t do the things you do for mere pleasure… well, most of the time. Even when it is, you steal from people who don’t need it.

Like Prince Sidon of the Zora.

At first it was for necessity. You learned early on that playing by the rules left you vulnerable. So, you adapted, honing your skills and leveraging your talents to carve out a niche where you could thrive. Your family needed stability, and you delivered. You are proud to say they are living quite comfortably now.

Now, however, it is more for the thrill. You like the challenge, find the risk of getting caught almost exhilarating. It’s not just the high stakes or the chase anymore; it’s the game itself that has become intoxicating. The thrill of evading capture, the adrenaline rush from outsmarting the authorities, it’s all a part of the allure now.

You find yourself standing in the grand hall of Zora's Domain, your heart racing as you look around. The opulence and splendor of the place draws you in like no other, with the intricate coral designs and delicate water sculptures. It’s a stark contrast to the more modest lifestyle you grew up in. But that’s part of the charm, isn’t it? Stealing from the rich, from those who hardly feel the loss, and bringing a little bit of that splendor back to your own life.

It’s been quite some time since you scratched that itch. You notice the glint of a finely crafted trident on display, its surface shimmering with a light that seems almost ethereal. That would fetch a high price from some more… degenerate folk, but more than that, it would be a trophy, a testament to your skills and daring. The thought makes your heart race faster, your fingers itching to reach out and claim it.

But you can’t afford to be reckless. The Zora guards are vigilant, their keen eyes always on the lookout for intruders. You need to be smart, to blend in and bide your time until the perfect moment presents itself.

As you move through the hall, you catch sight of Prince Sidon himself. He’s tall, imposing, and radiates an air of authority that’s hard to ignore. Yet, there’s a kindness in his eyes, a warmth that makes you hesitate for just a moment. You shake off the feeling. You can’t afford to get distracted now.

With a deep breath, you slip into the shadows, your mind focused on the task at hand. Every step is calculated, every movement precise. You’ve done this a hundred times before, and you know you can do it again.

As you make your way closer to the trident, you hear footsteps approaching. You press yourself against the wall, your heart pounding in your chest. The guards pass by, oblivious to your presence. You let out a silent sigh of relief and continue on.

Finally, you’re there. The trident is within reach, its beauty almost mesmerizing. You reach out, your fingers just inches away when a voice stops you in your tracks.

“I would kindly ask that you don’t, if you wouldn’t mind.”

Your heart leaps into your throat as you turn to face the source of the voice. There, standing with an air of calm authority, is Prince Sidon. His presence is even more imposing up close, but it’s the gentle firmness in his eyes that truly holds you in place.

For a moment, you consider bolting, but something in his gaze makes you pause. It’s not anger or hostility; it’s understanding, maybe even compassion. “My prince,” you hum, a false air of calm masking the panic racing through your veins. “I assure you, I meant no harm. Simply admiring the craftsmanship of this exquisite piece.”

Prince Sidon raises an eyebrow, clearly unconvinced but not hostile. “Admiration does not typically involve reaching out to take something that doesn’t belong to you.”

You smile, a touch of charm in your expression. “You’re right, of course. Forgive me, it’s a terrible habit of mine, getting too close to things that catch my interest.” You take a careful step back, hands splayed to your sides. “I only wonder why the wealthy take to much care to display their prized jewels so much.”

Prince Sidon regards you with a mixture of curiosity and wariness, his sharp eyes never leaving yours. "The trident is not just a prized jewel," he says calmly. "It is a symbol of our heritage and a beacon of hope for the Zora people. It belonged… to my dear sister, Mipha.”

Ah, the champion of the Zora said to have fell in battle 100 years ago. “It belongs here, in Zora's Domain, where it can inspire and protect,” he declares.

Prince Sidon's words hang in the air, and you find yourself caught between the desire and understanding. The trident isn't just a valuable artifact; it's a piece of his heart, a remnant of his sister's legacy. For a moment, your resolve wavers, and you feel a pang of guilt.

“My apologies, my prince.” It is sincere.

Prince Sidon's expression softens slightly at your sincere apology, but his guard remains up. "I appreciate your understanding," he says. "However, I'm afraid I cannot overlook this incident."

“Well, I’m afraid I can’t exactly stay and chat about my transgressions,” you reply with a half-smile, trying to mask the anxiety in your voice. “I would hate for your hospitality to be marred by my presence.”

You’ve been inching closer and closer to the window ever since the handsome Zora entered the room. Prince Sidon's gaze follows you with a mix of concern and resolve. “You don’t need to make a hasty exit,” he says, his voice calm but firm. “I’m not here to pass judgment hastily. I only wish to understand your intentions and perhaps offer you a chance to explain yourself.”

You pause by the window, the moonlight casting a soft glow on your face. The cool night air filters in, a welcome contrast to the tense atmosphere inside. You weigh your options quickly. Run away, and face no consequence, or stay, and chat with the very attractive prince?

Yeah, you’ll take the first option.

“Sorry, hun, but I’m not one to stick around.” And with that, you allow yourself to fall out of the window and out of sight. Sidon races to the opening and looks over the edge, but you’re nowhere to be seen.

Here’s hoping to never seeing him again.

You stare at Link in barely concealed disbelief. “You want to see me suffer.”

“ Zelda wants to see you succeed,” Link corrects with a wry smile. His fingers move in tandem. You need to be a normal functioning member of society, and to do that you need to be civil and not steal things from people, he emphasizes with a pointed look.

“But I didn’t even steal it,” you whine, referring to the trident. Zelda knew just by looking at you that you had gotten up to no good, and refused to leave you alone until you confessed. You give Link a look of frustration, hoping that your silent plea might convince him to relent. But he’s unwavering, his gaze steady and expectant.

You huff, taking your pack and heaving it over your shoulder. As per Zelda’s request, you and Link will set out to Zora’s Domain, a little bit of royal business and a little bit of “community service” on your part.

As you approach the grand gates of Zora’s Domain, the grandeur of the place takes your breath away once more. It’s all so… shiny . And shiny things have always attracted you. The guards at the entrance recognize Link immediately and allow you both to pass without question. You feel a pang of discomfort as you cross the threshold.

“Link, my dear friend!” you hear, and you immediately recognize the voice. Shimmering red floods your vision as the very prince that’s plagued your thoughts approaches. His arms are out as he wears his grin well. “It’s good to see you!”

Link smiles and waves at him, but Sidon pays his bland greeting no mind and gives Link a generous hug, lifting him off the ground. You shift uncomfortably beside Link, trying to stay out of the way while Sidon’s exuberant greeting continues. The prince’s gaze shifts to you, and you almost laugh at the way his eyes widen.

You raise a hand. “Yo.”

“Link,” Sidon blinks, “ you… do know who you are with right now?”

You snort. “Nice to see you again.”

This is [Name], Link signs. She’s here per Zelda’s request.

You sigh and walk up to Sidon, patting his arm, feeling his muscle briefly. “I’m reformed,” you grin.

She helped me get back an heirloom of the Gerudo. Since then, most of her crimes have been pardoned, and she’s been working to give back to the community. Link explains as he’s finally let down, and the knight turns to you. And you were reformed, until you tried to steal again.

At first, you weren’t too keen on helping anyone but yourself and your family. Wasn’t your problem, but then you got thinking. The Lightning Helm is a precious heirloom to the Gerudo, and you’ve been inside Gerudo Town a couple of times (never to steal, those women scare you). Vain as it may be (it is) you requested that you receive a Radiant Shield in exchange for your help. That jeweled treasure now sits on your back.

Prince Sidon’s gaze remains fixed on you, a mixture of curiosity and cautious optimism in his eyes. His initial surprise seems to be giving way to a guarded interest. “You’re the one who returned the Lightning Helm?” Sidon’s tone reflects a hint of admiration now, though he’s still processing the situation. “That’s quite impressive.”

You shrug casually, trying to play off the compliment. “Just a matter of finding the right opportunity, and the right incentive,” you say, patting the Radiant Shield on your back. “And a little persuasion never hurt anyone.”

She’s very sorry for trying to steal the trident, Link signs.

“I’m very sorry for trying to steal the trident,” you nod, half in jest, half serious.

She’ll help in any way she can as atonement. You grumble under your breath at the notion, but you reap what you sow.

Sidon nods. “Very well. We’ve had some recent issues with a horde of Octoroks disrupting our fishing operations. It’s affecting our community, and we could use some help in investigating and addressing the situation.”

Zora’s Domain, as you’ve come to find out, is very humid. It’s almost stifling, a constant reminder of how different this place is from your usual haunts. The air is thick with moisture, clinging to your skin and making every movement feel just a bit heavier. Still, your complaints will not be appreciated, so you keep them to yourself as carry in large boxes of shipment in.

Your hands are already sore from carrying the heavy boxes, but you focus on the task at hand. You cringe at the dryness and blisters you’ll probably find in your hands later. The sun is setting over Zora’s Domain, casting an ethereal glow over the shimmering coral structures and tranquil waters. Every now and then, you catch glimpses of Prince Sidon overseeing things, ever the vigilant prince of his people.

Link waves for your attention. “You’re doing good,” he says softly. He’s been helping out alongside you, a silent partner in your atonement. It’s nice to know you’re not the only one in this.

“Just doing what I can,” you reply, wiping sweat from your brow. “I didn’t expect the humidity to be this intense, though. Feels like I’m swimming through the air.” You shudder at the sweat clinging to the back of your neck. “I feel gross.”

Zora’s Domain does have a way of making you feel like part of the water. You’ll get used to it, he nods sagely.

“Here’s hoping,” you mutter, struggling with another heavy box.

Later, when the sun has long passed the horizon, you’re making your way back to your quarters, a gleam catches your eye. You pause, squinting in the dim light, as you spot a glimmering object partially hidden among some rocks near the edge of the water. The way it catches the moonlight reminds you of a precious gem, and your curiosity gets the better of you.

As you get closer, you realize it’s an old, tarnished box. The once-bright metal is dulled by time and neglect. You kneel beside it, brushing away some dirt and algae. The box seems ancient, and the craftsmanship is intricate.

You carefully open the old box, the hinges creaking softly as you lift the lid. Inside, nestled in a bed of faded velvet, lies an assortment of trinkets and curiosities. Among the items are a few old rings, a weathered journal, and a few delicate trinkets that might once have been quite valuable. The most intriguing piece, however, is a small, ornate pendant with a shimmering blue stone.

You carefully lift the pendant from its resting place, examining it in the moonlight. The blue stone catches the light in a mesmerizing way, almost like it has its own inner glow. It’s an exquisite piece, seemingly out of place among the other trinkets.

…Technically this isn’t stealing, is it? You just… found it. All on its lonesome by the shore. Of course it once belonged to someone, but these items are old, and probably long forgotten. You tug your lip between your teeth, pondering.

As you continue to examine the pendant, a voice startles you. “Found something interesting, I see?”

You glance up to see Prince Sidon standing a few paces away, his imposing figure softened by the moonlight. His tone is light, almost playful, but there’s a glint of curiosity in his eyes.

You glance back and forth between him and the box in your hands, noticing the way he eyes it too. “Believe it not, I really did just find this on the shore.” You hold out the items. “See? They’re all old. They’ve probably been moving in the waters for a long time.”

Prince Sidon steps closer, his gaze fixed on the box and its contents. His curiosity is evident, but there's also a hint of skepticism. "You have a knack for finding interesting things, it seems," he remarks, his eyes lingering on the pendant. "That piece is quite beautiful."

Sidon’s eyes narrow slightly as he inspects the pendant more closely. “The design… it’s familiar,” he murmurs, more to himself than to you. “This pendant resembles some ancient Zora craftsmanship, though it’s not one I recognize immediately. It could be a relic of our past.”

You frown, suddenly aware of the gravity of what you’ve found. “Really?” Does that mean you have to give it back? Bummer. “Ancient as in, long ago even for a Zora, right?”

Sidon gently takes the pendant from your hands, examining the gem held in it. Prince Sidon holds the pendant up to the moonlight, the stone casting a soft blue glow. His expression shifts from curiosity to one of deep contemplation. He nods, humming, “Yes, quite. This design is more on the simpler side of things.”

“So, I can’t keep it?” you can’t help but ask.

Sidon averts his gaze to you as you poutily finger through the rest of the box. Your eyebrows raise as you spot something. “Oh, hang on.” You hold up a ring, its engraving similar to that of the pendant. “I think this is a matching ring, or something? It’s got the same gem and everything.”

Prince Sidon’s gaze shifts from the pendant to the ring in your hand, his eyes widening slightly. His own comes up to gently grasp yours, turning it this way and that study the ring. “Yes, that does seem to match,” he says, taking a closer look.

Your brain stops working at his proximity, but you shake your head and focus. “How about this? I trade you the ring for this–” you grab the pendant from his hands, replacing it with the ring, “–your guys study that, and I get to keep this.” You’re already clasping the pendant around your neck. “Sound fair?”

Prince Sidon’s gaze lingers on the ring you offer, and then shifts to the pendant now clasped around your neck. He examines your proposal with a thoughtful expression, clearly weighing the offer.

“They’re obviously from the same set, right? Everything you can figure out from the pendant you can figure out from the ring.” You're mostly talking out of your ass, but that’s your specialty. You sigh at his hesitancy. “If it comes down to it, I’ll give it back. But unless this thing is going in a museum I want it back!”

Prince Sidon’s gaze remains thoughtful as he considers your proposal. The moonlight reflects off the pendant around your neck, casting a soft glow that seems to enhance the item’s allure. His pupils seem to dilate as he gazes upon it. The moment feels tense, and you can almost see the gears turning in his mind.

“You make a convincing argument,” he hums.

“I have a way with words. I kind of have to.”

Prince Sidon’s lips curl into a slight smile. “Very well. I’ll accept your proposal.”

You grin. “It’s been a pleasure, my prince.” You hand Sidon the box with the rest of the trinkets in it, not having any interest for it, and head back to your room to catch some rest. As you walk back to your quarters, the pendant feels warm against your chest, a reminder of your little victory.

The following days blur together in a routine of hard work and moments of unexpected community. The Zora people, initially wary of you, gradually warm up as they see your efforts to help. Your tasks vary, from assisting in the market to helping with maintenance and repairs around the Domain. You learn a great deal about Zora culture, their history, and their ways of life.

Many of the female Zora compliment your new accessory. They marvel at its beauty and craftsmanship, asking where you got it from. You just shrug and tell them you found it one day.

After a particularly sweaty day of work, you find yourself relaxing in one of the many pools around the Domain. The cool water soothes your skin. You sigh and lean your head back, closing your eyes in relaxation. the sound of gently flowing water surrounds you, creating a tranquil atmosphere.

The tranquility of the moment is interrupted by the sound of approaching footsteps. You lazily open one eye to see Prince Sidon walking towards you, a neutral expression on his face. “I hope you’re finding the Domain to your liking,” he says, his tone light and conversational.

“It’s definitely grown on me,” you reply, not bothering to move from your relaxed position. “The humidity is still a pain, though.”

He hums, coming to sit next to you. His eyes find the pendant, staring at the way it dips between your breasts. “Our historians have… theories. On the meaning of the ring.” You can’t help but feel a bit self-conscious under his scrutiny. You shift slightly, adjusting the pendant, noticing the way his eyes follow the movement.

You raise a brow. “Do tell.”

His hand slowly reaches out, gently taking the gem between his fingers. His touch is gentle, almost reverent, as he examines the pendant. His pupils dilate again.

“Nothing important. Just some personal jewelry,” he says after a moment. You’re not quite sure you believe him, but you decide not to press the issue.

“Then there’s no need to put it on display, huh?” you chuckle. “Good for me, then.” There’s something about the way he’s looking at you, a mixture of curiosity and something else you can’t quite place.

Prince Sidon’s expression softens as he releases the pendant, his hand lingering for just a moment before pulling away. “Yes, good for you.” His voice is low, almost a whisper.

You clear your throat, breaking the tension. “So, what’s next on the agenda? More heavy lifting, or do I get a break?” You smile, trying to lighten the mood.

Sidon chuckles, his eyes crinkling at the corners. “I think you’ve earned a break. But if you’re looking for something to do, there’s always more to explore in Zora’s Domain. Perhaps you’d like a tour? There are parts of the Domain most visitors don’t get to see.” He seems almost hopeful, eyes eager.

A tour sounds intriguing, and you find yourself nodding before you can think it through. “Sure, why not? Lead the way, Prince Sidon.”

He stands, offering you a hand with a grin. You take it, feeling a jolt of electricity at the contact. As he guides you through the Domain, you’re struck by the beauty and intricacy of the place. Sidon shares stories and histories, his voice warm and engaging. You can’t help but be drawn to him, his presence calming and reassuring.

As the tour progresses, you find yourself in a secluded area of the Domain, a quiet garden with a small, tranquil pool. Sidon stops, turning to face you. “This is one of my favorite places,” he admits, his eyes reflecting the soft glow of the water. “It’s a place of peace and reflection.”

You take in the serene beauty of the secluded garden, the gentle ripples of the small pool creating a calming effect. The lush greenery and the subtle glow of bioluminescent plants cast an enchanting light over the area, making it feel like a hidden oasis.

“This is beautiful,” you say, genuinely impressed. “I can see why it’s one of your favorite spots. It sure might be mine.”

Sidon’s eyes light up with a hint of pride. “Then you may come here as much as you’d like.”

With a little bit of teaching from Link, you think you’ve gotten the hang of fishing.

Link, the chaotic mess, prefers leaping and snatching them up with his hands, but you don’t, so he showed you how to carve small spears to throw at them. They work just fine, and you can do less work.

You’ve already acquired a good haul, but you still have some spears left, so a couple more won’t hurt. You’re crouched near the water’s edge, eyes focused on the shimmering surface as you try to spot any movement that might indicate the presence of fish. The evening sun dips below the horizon, casting a warm golden hue over the water. The tranquility of the moment is a stark contrast to the bustling energy of the Domain during the day.

That peace is broken by a giant figure leaping out of the water in front of you.

You gasp, grip tightening on your spears to jab it into the creature, but a firm hand stops you. Your hand is gently held as you stare into familiar golden eyes.

Your jaw falls open. “Sidon?”

He looks just as shocked as you, eyes flipping between yours and your tightly held spear. It is then you remember yourself, and drop it. “By the Goddess, Sidon, you scared the shit outta me!” you admonish. “What are you even doing?”

Sidon still holds your hand in his, failing to find the right words. “I–... I sincerely apologize for scaring you. It was not my intention.” He looks a little sad at the thought of scaring you, and you kind of feel bad.

“Aw, it’s okay big guy,” you coo, other hand coming up to pat his crest. Sidon’s head pushes up against it. “Seriously though, what are you doing here? I don’t imagine Zora’s swim in the same waters as their prey.”

Sidon’s expression softens as you pat his crest, a faint blush tinting his cheeks. He releases your hand slowly, the warmth of his touch lingering. “I was… fishing.”

You blink. “Really? Me too.”

Sidon blinks up at you, so you gesture to the basket of fish to the side. “I was catching some for others too. Y’know, being a helpful and normal person.”

“I see,” rumbles Sidon. He looks back at you, eyes roaming up and down. “You are a good provider.”

You shrug. Sidon continues on, voice lighter and imploring for your attention. “I, too, am a good provider.”

“I’m sure you are, you’re a prince after all,” you smile kindly.

“I will prove it to you.”

You wave your hands. “I already believe you–”

Sidon sinks back into the water, cutting you off. You huff and rest your head on your hand, content to watch him. You’ve seen Sidon and other Zora swim before. They are all graceful and artistic in their ways, but Sidon… seems to be extra showy today. He performs flips and turns, all seeming to be part of a grand dance.

You can’t help but be mesmerized by Sidon’s performance in the water. His movements are fluid and powerful, a testament to his strength and agility. As he dives and twists, the setting sun’s light catches on the droplets of water, creating a sparkling effect that only enhances the beauty of his display.

Finally, after what feels like an eternity, Sidon surfaces, holding a large fish in his hands. He swims over to you, a triumphant smile on his face. “Is it to your satisfaction?”

Your laughter bubbles up before you can stop it, echoing across the water. "Very impressive, Sidon. It’ll be a good meal.”

Sidon beams at your praise, his smile wide and genuine. He places the fish in your basket, the catch even more impressive than any you’ve seen today. “I am glad to have impressed you,” he says, his tone warm and sincere.

You pick up the basket and make your way back to the Domain, Sidon on your heels. You look back at him. “I already think highly of you, Sidon. You didn’t need to do that.” When did he become just Sidon?”

Sidon’s pupils go big. “I am content to prove myself to you, my dear.” When did you become “my dear”?

The two of you make your way back to the Domain, the golden light of the setting sun casting a warm glow over the water and the surrounding landscape. Sidon seems to be lost in thought, his gaze occasionally flicking to the basket of fish. You can’t help but notice the way his demeanor has shifted, becoming more relaxed and at ease.

When you finally reach the entrance, you turn to face him. “Thank you for the fish, Sidon. It’s a wonderful catch, and I’m sure it will be appreciated.”

Sidon’s eyes twinkle with satisfaction. “It was my pleasure. I am glad you enjoyed the demonstration.” He pauses for a moment, his expression becoming more serious. “I… I wanted to ask if you would join me for a meal later. We could… share my catch.”

Your heart skips a beat at the invitation. It sounds like a lovely opportunity to spend time with Sidon, but there’s also something else in his tone that makes you feel warm inside. You nod, a smile forming on your lips. “I’d like that. I’ll see you later, then?”

Sidon’s smile returns, and he bows slightly. “I look forward to it. Until then.”

As he turns to leave, you head towards your quarters, feeling a mixture of anticipation and contentment. The day has been full of unexpected moments, and you can’t help but feel that there’s more to come.

Later that evening, you find yourself in a cozy dining area within the Domain. The table is set with simple yet elegant dishes, and the aroma of freshly cooked fish fills the air. Sidon is already there, waiting with a warm smile and a casual, relaxed demeanor.

As you sit down, he gestures to the dishes. “Please, make yourself comfortable. I hope you find the meal to your liking.”

You take a seat and serve yourself, the fish proving to be as delicious as it smelled. The conversation flows easily as you both share stories and experiences, and you find yourself growing more and more at ease with Sidon. A glint catches your eye, focusing your attention on the neck piece Sidon wears.

You raise a brow. “Did you clean your jewelry?”

Sidon’s eyes follow your gaze to the pendant he wears. His face splits into a satisfied grin. “No, it is a new piece. Quite eye-catching, yes?” The bastard is teasing you, but you can’t help being drawn to the allure of shiny things.

Sidon’s grin is playful, and he seems to take delight in your reaction to his new accessory. “It sure caught my eye,” you admit, fidgeting with your own pendant.

He picks up a juicy crab leg and holds it out to you. “Try this.”

You try to take it from his hand, but he gently bats it away. You spare a look at him, but all he offers is an innocent smile. You huff playful and humor him, letting him feed you. The tenderness of the meat and the rich flavor make your taste buds dance. You savor the bite, nodding in appreciation.

“It’s good,” you affirm, feeling a dribble of sauce slide down your chin. You lift a finger to wipe it away, but you’re beaten to it by a rough touch wiping it away for you. You stare, ensnared as his claw gently pads at your lip, lingering unnecessarily.

His touch sends a shiver down your spine, and you find yourself momentarily speechless. His gaze is intense, and the proximity of his touch feels oddly intimate. His eyes search yours, as if trying to read what’s going on in your mind.

The moment stretches between you, a charged silence filling the space. You’re acutely aware of his presence, the closeness, and the way your pulse races.

Finally, Sidon withdraws his hand, his gaze softening as he smiles gently. “Thank you,” you manage to say, your voice a bit shaky as you break the spell. “You didn’t have to–”

Sidon’s expression softens, and he retracts his hand slowly, his gaze still holding yours. “I wanted to,” he says quietly, a genuine smile gracing his lips. “It’s not every day I get to share a meal with someone as special as you.”

The compliment catches you off guard, and you feel a flutter of emotion at his words. You smile back. “Well, I appreciate it,” you reply, trying to keep the tone light. “The meal is wonderful, and the company is even better.”

The conversation continues, but there’s an underlying current of intimacy between you. The evening feels enchanted, each moment spent in Sidon’s presence creating a stronger bond. He’s attentive and caring, making sure you’re comfortable and enjoying yourself.

Eventually, the conversation wanes, and the two of you sit in companionable silence, savoring the last of the meal. Sidon leans back, looking content and relaxed. “I’m glad you enjoyed the evening,” he says softly. “It’s been a pleasure to get to know you better.”

You nod, feeling a warmth in your chest at his words. “I’ve enjoyed it too, Sidon. Thank you for everything.”

He stands, offering you a hand. “May I accompany you back to your quarters?” he asks, his voice gentle. “It would be my honor.”

You take his hand, feeling the familiar jolt of electricity as he helps you up. “I’d like that,” you say, smiling.

When you reach your quarters, Sidon stops and turns to face you, his expression serious yet tender. “I hope tonight was as special for you as it was for me.”

You can’t shake the feeling that you’re missing something, so you’ll ignore it for now. You look up at him, feeling a surge of affection. “It definitely was, Sidon.”

Sidon gently takes your hand and lays a heart fluttering kiss upon it. The kiss lingers on your hand, his warm lips sending a flutter through your entire body. You feel a mix of exhilaration and nervousness as he releases your hand, his gaze never leaving yours. The intimate gesture is a clear declaration, and the softness in his eyes speaks volumes.

“Goodnight,” he says, his voice a low murmur. “I look forward to our next meeting.”

You nod, unable to suppress a shy smile. “Goodnight, Sidon.”

As he turns and walks away, you watch him go, feeling a sense of contentment mixed with anticipation for what’s to come.

Well, you’ve always enjoyed a thrill.

The next day, as you resume your activities around the Domain, you notice a subtle shift in how the Zora people interact with you. There’s a newfound warmth in their greetings, and a few even offer small tokens of appreciation for your hard work. It’s clear that your efforts are being recognized and valued, and you can’t help but feel a sense of pride.

Sidon makes it a point to interact with you as much as possible, and people are starting to notice. You get some side-glances from those of Sidon’s “fan club”, but you pay them no mind. You still find it hard to believe that someone like you could be something with someone like Sidon. Even so, the Domain feels more like home with each passing day.

You're helping with a community project near the main plaza, and you spot Sidon approaching with a more determined look than usual. His expression holds a mixture of excitement and anticipation.

“Good evening,” Sidon greets warmly, his eyes lighting up as he sees you. “How are you today?”

“Alright, thank you.” You flap the collar of your shirt to cool yourself. “What can I do for you, Sidon?”

He holds out a hand for you to take. “Please, come with me. I’d like to show you something.”

You raise an eyebrow, intrigued by the look on Sidon's face. Without hesitation, you take his hand, and he leads you away from the bustling plaza. His grip is firm yet gentle, and you can't help but feel a sense of excitement as you follow him through the winding paths of the Domain.

He keeps you close to him during your walk, his body language protective and attentive. Sidon’s pace is steady, and his demeanor is almost bubbling with enthusiasm. The air is cool and refreshing, and the setting sun casts a golden hue over the landscape, making everything seem even more magical. He guides you into a grand room, designed with splendor in mind, fitting for a prince.

Ah. A prince. Like Sidon.

…Is this Sidon’s room?

Your heart skips a beat as you realize where you are. The room is adorned with intricate carvings, beautiful tapestries, and delicate water features, all exuding an air of regal elegance. You can't help but feel a bit overwhelmed by the grandeur.

It’s alluring, and just to your liking.

Sidon glances at you from the corner of his eye, satisfied to have captured your attention. He leads you to a large, ornate chest against one wall. With a flourish, he opens it to reveal an assortment of items: delicate jewelry, fine clothing, and intricate artifacts. You gasp at the sight, clearly impressed.

“I’m supposed to be good, Sidon,” you gape, staring at all the luxury you’d love to wear.

Sidon’s smile widens, clearly pleased with your reaction. “You may take whatever you want.” And, fuck, if that doesn’t get you going.

He reaches into the chest and pulls out a stunning necklace. It is similar to the accessories he wears, but somehow it is even more showy. In its grasp is a large tooth, catching the light in a mesmerizing way. It’s even more exquisite than the jewelry he wore during dinner.

“This is for you,” Sidon says, holding the necklace out to you with a touch of shyness in his voice. “It holds… my tooth.”

You stare at the necklace Sidon is offering, its beauty leaving you momentarily speechless. “I... I don’t know what to say,” you manage, your voice barely above a whisper. Surely, this doesn’t mean what you think it means?

Sidon’s eyes are warm and earnest as he watches you. “It’s a gift, to show my appreciation for everything you’ve done. I thought you might like it.”

Oh, okay, so it’s probably not what you’re thinking. Still, disappointment pools in your gut. He steps closer, gently placing the necklace around your neck. His fingers brush against your skin as he fastens it, the touch sending a shiver down your spine. “I’m glad you like it,” he says softly. “It suits you.”

As he adjusts the necklace, you catch a glimpse of yourself in a nearby mirror. The necklace compliments your pendant, and perfect match, and you feel a sense of elegance and grace that you haven’t experienced before.

“It’s stunning,” you say, turning back to Sidon with a grateful smile. “Thank you–”

There’s a glow that catches your eye. It’s almost enchanting, designed to catch your eye and reel you in. Sidon. He’s glowing . The spots that adorn his crest and his blue and yellow fins, are glowing, bioluminescent.

“Have–” you stutter, completely enraptured by the sight of him. “Have you always… glowed?”

Sidon chuckles softly, his eyes twinkling with amusement. “Yes, it’s a trait of our kind. The bioluminescence only calls for… certain situations.” He seems a bit bashful admitting this, his usual confident demeanor softened by a touch of vulnerability.

The soft glow emanating from Sidon’s body casts a gentle light around the room, making the already beautiful setting even more so. You find yourself drawn to him in a way that feels both new and familiar.

“It’s beautiful,” you say, your voice filled with genuine admiration. “You’re beautiful.”

Sidon’s blush deepens, the glow intensifying for a moment. He looks at you with a mixture of gratitude and affection. “Thank you,” he says quietly. “It means a lot coming from you.”

The moment feels intimate, the air charged with unspoken emotions. But as a thief, you’ve been known to run away.

“I… thank you for your gift, Sidon. I think I should get some rest now.” Your smile is one of false bravery.

Sidon’s expression flickers with disappointment, but he nods understandingly. “Of course, I understand. Rest well,” he says softly, stepping back to give you space. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”

You offer him a small, reassuring smile before turning to leave. The hallway outside feels cooler, the grandeur of Sidon’s room fading as you walk back to your quarters. The new necklace feels both heavy and comforting around your neck.

Sidon’s touch haunts you as you fall asleep.

You could’ve sworn you saw a familiar ring on his shoulder as he left.

“Yeah, he’s definitely courting you,” hums Link casually, munching on a fish.

It’s as if he is ignorant to the storm brewing inside of you. Perhaps you should’ve kept your turmoil to yourself, but Link is more knowledgeable on normal people things than you are. Even if only by a little.

Throughout the day, you’ve noticed Sidon watching you from a distance. His presence is comforting, and you find yourself stealing glances at him, your heart skipping a beat each time your eyes meet. There’s a newfound warmth in his gaze, a silent promise of something more.

You stare at Link, your mouth hanging open in disbelief. “You must be mistaken.”

You seriously didn’t notice? Link raises a brow.

You groan, covering your face with your hands. "I thought he was just being nice! Look at how he treats you!”

He doesn’t lavish me in jewelry or give me his tooth, he snorts.

“It’s not like I knew Zora courting rituals,” you groan. “So… what do I do?”

Link shrugs. Do you like him?

“I’m a thief, and he’s a prince.”

That’s not what I asked.

You bite your lip, thinking about all the moments you’ve shared with Sidon, the way he’s made you feel. “Fuck… I think so?”

Sidon’s a good guy, he’ll understand whatever you choose, Link advises. As his best friend, you have my blessing.

You snort, hitting him softly. You pause, thinking. “Zora courting’s all about showing off, right?” Link nods. “Okay. I think I have an idea.”

The secluded garden that Sidon showed you before is as beautiful as you remembered. The lush greenery embraces you as you shed your clothes and settle into the pool. The soft glow of the surrounding plants is all that provides light at this time of night.

You let yourself relax as the water touches your skin. It is neither too cold nor too warm. You let out a sigh of contentment, closing your eyes as you let the gentle ripples of the water soothe your tired muscles. The tranquility of the garden envelops you, and for a moment, you let yourself drift away from the turmoil's of your thoughts and emotions.

The serene ambiance is interrupted by the sound of approaching footsteps. You open your eyes to see Sidon emerging from the shadows. His gaze falls on you with a mixture of surprise and admiration.

“[Name], I didn’t expect to see you here,” Sidon says, his voice soft and soothing. He pauses at the edge of the pool, seemingly hesitant but clearly intrigued.

You look up at him with a playful smile. “We have much to talk about.”

Sidon’s eyes twinkle with amusement as he steps closer to the pool. “May I join you?”

You nod, gesturing for him to come in. With grace, Sidon enters the pool, his movements smooth and fluid. He swims towards you with a relaxed, yet purposeful stroke, his scales lighting up, his bioluminescence creating a stunning visual effect as he moves. As he approaches, the water around him shimmers with the light of his glow.

He settles in front of you, his presence adding to the already enchanting atmosphere. His eyes trail your figure barely concealed by the water’s surface. “You… tempt me.”

“You’re one to talk,” you huff, gesturing to him in all of his glowing glory. You stand, revealing your body as the water drips off of you.

Sidon’s eyes widen as he takes in your form, his bioluminescence seeming to intensify in response to your display. The way the bioluminescent plants reflect off your wet skin and the water creates a mesmerizing effect. His gaze lingers on you, and you can sense a shift in the air.

He swims closer, the water parting around him as he moves with the grace of a dancer. “You truly are enchanting,” he says, his voice low and earnest.

“You should’ve told me your intentions. I didn’t know you felt that way.” You pause. “You… do feel the same, right?”

“Of course,” he promises, hand coming up to clutch your necklaces. “You’ll never need to doubt that.”

You reach for his hand, taking in the ring on his finger. The very one you found in that box with the pendant you now wear.

“I was not truthful earlier,” he admits, voice breathy as he speaks. “This ring and your pendant, they were a part of an ancient courtship ritual.”

The gentle ripples in the pool seem to echo the rising tension between you and Sidon as he reveals the significance of the ring and pendant. The soft glow of your environment illuminates his face, highlighting the earnest expression in his eyes.

“The pair would craft the jewelry, one the pendant, and one the ring. Then, after they were certain of each other, they would exchange the items, signifying their status as newlyweds.”

You raise a brow. “Newlyweds.” You stop holding back, approaching him and entering his arms. They wrap around your waist, holding you up. Your hands land on his crest, inspecting his glowing spots. “So, we technically exchanged them, back then. Are we married now?”

His tail wags at having you so close. He closes his eyes and sighs into your chest. “It is ancient, dear. Not so valid in this age.”

“Unfortunate,” you mumble, taken by his scales. “So then, the other stuff?”

He hums. “Other stuff?”

“The fish, the tooth.”

“Showing you I am a good provider, a good match,” he states. His claws draw gentle patterns into your skin. “Giving you my shed tooth is one of many courtship gifts. To make jewelry out of one's own self is a sign of deep commitment and affection. I fully intend on having you.”

You sigh shakily at his words. “If you’ll have me, of course,” he shyly adds.

“I wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t the case.”

“I certainly wasn’t expecting this from you.” He squeezes your naked body. “After last night, I thought I was too forward…”

“I was confused,” you whisper. “And scared. I didn’t believe that we could be a thing, but…” You rest your head on his. “I’m glad it’s true.”

You lean back, finally having had your fill of his glow. “Zora courting is all about being bold, no? Is this not bold enough for you?”

Sidon’s eyes twinkle with a mix of mischief and affection as he gazes at you. He buries his face into your neck, laughing softly.

“Then you accept? You’ll take me as yours?” His voice is filled with barely concealed glee.

You chuckle. “Yes, Sidon.”

Sidon’s laughter is light and melodious, resonating through the tranquil garden as he pulls you closer. His tail wiggles even more fiercely than before. The warmth of his body against yours is comforting, and you can feel the intensity of his affection in the way he holds you.

He shifts slightly, staring at you, and you understand. You lean in, pressing your lips to his in a long awaited kiss. His kiss is tender, filled with all the emotions he’s conveyed through his gestures and gifts. The world around you seems to melt away, leaving only the sensation of his lips on yours. The warmth of his affection surrounds you, and you can feel his heartbeat echoing in sync with your own.

Sidon deepens the kiss, his hands caressing your back with a reverent touch. You respond eagerly, wrapping your arms around his neck as you lose yourself in the moment.

When you finally pull away, breathless and with hearts racing, Sidon gazes at you with a mixture of love and contentment. His eyes are filled with profound happiness.

“You’ve made me the happiest Zora in all the Domain,” he murmurs, his voice soft and filled with affection. “I am honored you have chosen me.” Sidon’s grin widens, and he gently pulls you back into his embrace. “I promise to cherish and honor you in every way I can. You are my heart, my everything.”

You rest your head against his chest, listening to the soothing sound of his heartbeat and feeling the gentle rise and fall of his breaths. The tranquil garden, the glowing water, and the enchanting atmosphere all seem to conspire to create the perfect moment.

“That’s it then? We’re together now?” you ask, voice quiet in fear of breaking the atmosphere.

“Yes, dear,” he sighs, content. He then smirks mischievously, leaning back to look at you. “Of course, there are other ways of… sealing the deal.”

You smile at Sidon’s playful hint, feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness. “And what might those be?” you ask, your voice carrying a hint of teasing curiosity.

Sidon’s grin widens. “I’d be delighted to show you,” he purrs, voice rich with promise. He lays you against the pool's edge and sinks underwater. You think back on how you started, never would you have thought you’d end up here. Though, you don’t think you’d change a thing.

His sinks lower, situating between your legs. And then–

And then you don’t think much at all.

notes: hope i wrapped that up well enough. its hard to remember all the points to mention when i yap so much LOL

#sidon x reader #botw x reader #totk x reader #tloz x reader #loz x reader

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frickingnerd · 4 months ago

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love triangle with link & sidon

pairing: link x gn!reader x sidon

tags: slowburn romance (sidon & reader), wholesome fluff, jealous!sidon, supportive rivals, planned confession

you've known sidon much longer than link, having loved this man ever since you first met him, but never gathering up the courage to confess to him, due to him being a prince!

you were content with just being by sidon's side for an eternity, without ever confessing to him… and then you met link!

link came to zora's domain and changed everything for you! not only did you soon develop a crush on the heroic hylian, but your close friendship with link also made sidon realize his own feelings for you

sidon had always appreciated your company and he truly loved you, yet it wasn't until he saw you with link that he realized that the love he had for you was romantic!

link was quick to realize he had some sort of attraction towards you, yet he was hesitant at first to act upon it, as he realized that sidon and you seemed a bit too close to just be friends

link actually consulted sidon about his feelings for you, making it clear to the prince of the zora that he liked you and asking sidon for permission to act upon those feelings and ask you out

and sidon couldn't say no, despite how much he wanted to! he had no right to tell this boy that he wasn't allowed to confess to you

but sidon knew he had to make a move on you as well and state his feelings for you clearly! if he lost to link, then he at least wanted it to be with all cards on the table!

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yandereunsolved · 1 year ago

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ꨄ︎ — Yandere Sidon — ꨄ︎

"Mmm~ My pearl, it's good to see you once again in my domain. I have a surprise for my closest hylian friend."

"Sidon! What is it? I have to know."

"Since you always insist on traveling out into the dangerous lands of Hyrule, I made you a set of armor. It's made so that you're able to travel up waterfalls and be protected from harsh downpours. The armor is specifically tailored to your body specifications."

Silly little Hylian. I understand you aren't too keen on Zora customs. Now, we are dutifully courted. The process is underway. No other Zora would dare go against their king or his lover.

"Wow, it's absolutely breath-taking."

"Who says Kings can't craft? It was worth every hour it took to make. I did it just for you. Only for you."

You won't be able to leave here after your next excursion. I'll be following you until you leave Zoras Domain. It will make my heart ache until you return to me. However, I must wait until you use the suit once before we are properly courted. Then, you will be all mine.

#sidon #prince sidon #king sidon #yandere #yandere sidon #yandere prince sidon #yandere sidon x reader #yandere prince sidon x reader #totk sidon #yandere character #loz #legend of zelda #the legend of zelda #legend of zelda fanfiction #yandere legend of zelda #yandere legend of zelda x reader #yandere linked universe #sidon x reader

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cherryblossombankai · 9 months ago

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Day 12: Double Penetration with Prince Sidon

Warnings: fem!reader, monster fucking, sidon has two dicks, anal sex, double penetration

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His hips rock gently. Alongside his thick cock, he has two fingers shoved inside you to help stretch you out. His second cock is slapping against your ass with every thrust, leaking all over your skin and throbbing with need.

“Are you ready, my love?” his voice is gentle and sweet, reassuring you that it’s okay if you’re not ready.

Early in your marriage taking only one of his cocks was nearly too much for you, but recently you’d been brave enough to suggest trying to take both. You wanted to be good for him, to help him achieve maximum pleasure.

“I-I’m ready,” you look over your shoulder at him.

He leans down to kiss you softly on the cheek. He pulls his fingers from your tight warmth to replace them with his cock. He pushes it in carefully alongside the first one. You whimper at the stretch of having both of his cocks inside of you. It feels like the first time all over again. You’re panting and your walls are tightening around him.

He feels you tense up. The squeeze is so tight it borders on pain for him. He places his hands on your hips, trying to still your trembling.

“Please relax, love,” he pants softly. “It’s too tight.”

After a few deep breaths, you acclimate to the stretch of him. His thrusts are slow and deliberate. He wants you to enjoy this as much as he does. Perhaps even more if it can be achieved.

“F-fuck,” you moan in pleasure. Every thrust has him rubbing against your sweet spot.

“I won’t last much longer,” he warns you. The clenching of your walls around both of his throbbing cocks is almost too much already. His balls are drawing up in anticipation of his release.

“Sidon,” you whine. You push your ass back against him, allowing him to go deeper still. You can feel the bulging of your stomach from his size.

Your knuckles turn white from clinging to the bed sheets as you cum. Above you, Sidon is panting and growling. He plunges deep into you once more before going still, his cocks twitching with every shot of cum released into your waiting depths.

As he pulls out of you, he watches his seed leak out of you in thick globs. He shudders, feeling a heat of arousal in his core.

“You did wonderfully, my love,” he says as he guides you to lay down, to rest after exerting so much effort.

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reallyromealone · 2 years ago

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DAY🎃 FIFTEEN🎃 MONSTER - Sidon

Warning

Male reader, nsfw, smut, monster fucking, feral Sidon, biting, double penetration, aggressive fucking

He was unfamiliar with Zora courting, the Hylian prince here on behalf of his elder sister for negotiations and hadn't realised that Sidon was courting him.

From foods to practically assisting him with /anything/ even if it was nonsense.

(Name) was just happy to spend time with the Zora.

(Name) was confused as he looked around the domain for any Zora to assist him but they all turned him away much to the Hylians confusion.

"Should we tell him?" A guard whispered to Bazz who shook his head "it's close to mating season, never get in the way of another Zora whose going to get their mate"

(Name) sighed and sat on the wet silver steps of the domain before spotting Sidon walking towards him "prince Sidon! Thank goodness you're here! I don't know why but every--WHOA!" (name) was lifted up and into sidons arms and carried off "Sidon! Why are you carrying me?!" (Name) said struggling before managing to sit up and eyes were wide at Sidons gaze, it was primal...

Feral.

"Sidon...?"(name) was confused as he was brought to a room within the deeper parts of the domain, into the mountains where the inner waterfalls and private areas were and dropped on blankets and pillows "what is this" (name) asked as sidons head tail wagged a bit "mate" he said simply and presented (name) with foods "oh! It's mating season... wait isn't that basically like marriage?" (Name) spoke to himself and the shark grew impatient as he grunted and (name) looked at the mating gift "I can't deny... I have feelings for you too my little shark"

It was a blur, one moment he was eating the fish Sidon presented him and the next he was held up above sidons as the Zora's large tongue stretched him as his claws were to sharp to stretch him, instead those clawed hands bruised (name)s hips.

"Oh goddesses! Mh! More- o-oh!" (Name) shook as he came and Sidon put him in his lap and (name) felt it, two large cocks pressed against his back and one rubbing against his stretched ass "big.... he whispered as the Zora prince nipped him, causing (name) to whine at the sensation and reached out to tentatively touch the large cocks, curious on how one would get in him.

Sidon growled in pleasure as the beast within him pushed both cocks in, no warning as (name) cried in pain but held on, knowing his mate was not in the right space of mind.

But god did it also feel so good.

(Name) cried in pleasure as he was held in the giant Zora's arms as both cocks fucked into him at a harsh pace, stretching him wonderfully as he held on for deer life, Sidon covering his smaller Hylian body in bites and claims "pupupup" he whispered as (name) bit his lip, he couldn't get pregnant but... he wouldn't dare say that right now "Kiss..." (name) whispered as Sidons Large tongue dove into his mouth and invaded everything and anything he could.

He felt helpess as he twitched in the Zora's and let Sidon fuck him like a common whore.

He couldn't count how many times he came but it wasn't enough for Sidon who pounded into him relentlessly before cumming hard, flooding him with cum and it getting everywhere.

Sidon licked any wounds on (name) before guarding his new mate, warding off any challengers who may be after (name).

The poor Hylian exhausted and barely coherent as he passed out.

#legend of zelda x male reader #legend of zelda x reader #loz x male reader #loz x reader #prince sidon x male reader #sidon x reader #prince sidon x reader #kinktober 2023

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nightttoon · 2 years ago

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Who fell first/who fell harder? Love language. Pet names.

Revali:

He fell first, but you fell harder. It wasn't obvious at first, but the way he looked at people, who you spend a lot of time with, who made you laugh. He was sooo jealous. Spinning around you, showing why he is better option then guy you just talked to.

His love language is quality time. He is ready to spend every minute with you, showing off or just talking. At first you will think he is just annoying as hell, but after some talks he would find way to make you comfortable. Even if it means that he should ask someone about things you like.

Pet names, huh? "Darling, sweetheart, little sparrow, birdie". (No one can change my mind:) And it doesn't really matter if you aren't rito)

Sidon:

You fell first, but he fell harder. This man told you about his feelings as soon as they appeared, so no way you won't know about that. And he never would be ashamed!

His love language is physical contact. Really. Every time you are around he is so touchy! Hugs, kisses, everything is here. He would literally hold onto your then he is sad. (You'll get double of that if it's Sidon+Yona)

Pet names are difficult... Probably "Sunshine, pearl, love, my queen" and something like that.

Daruk:

He fell first, but you fell harder. It's a little complicated with him. He fell first, but it took some time to understand that. Probably someone from his fellow champions pointed at his affection towards you (he talked about you so much that others knew your favorite color and what is your favorite place in Hyrule) and it clicked.

His love language is quality time. Literally spending every second of his free time with you! But of course if you are comfortable with that. He knows then to stop.

He uses: "love, babe, jem, sweet cheeks" as nicknames for you. Sometimes "honey bun", telling you that you are as sweet as one.

Yunobo:

He fell first and he fell harder. It's just the way he is. So sweet and cute. He cares about you deeply, and was so nervous to tell you what he feels, because he was scared he would ruin your friendship. (You probably was the first one to confess)

Gifts! And a lot! Yeah. His love language is gift giving. He remembers every little thing that you mentioned in your talks, or you looked a little too long at market. And he will get it for you! He wants to make you happy! But if you do the same he would be so embarrassed to take something from you!

Can "goro" be called pet name? I think yes. If we talk about another options... "Sweetheart, my love, ruby (Yeah. Goron Ruby), baby, sunshine" will work, along with every sweet name he would master at moment.

Female characters here!

And my requests are open!

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echantedtoon · 5 months ago

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Savior

You're saved by a very handsome prince only it wasn't the gallont night on a noble steed you were expecting.

You hadn't really expected anything like this to happen. Really you hadn't. You were just traveling on your way through Zora's Domains's outskirts towards the middle of the territory. You weren't really anyone important. Just a traveling hylian who occasionally sold a few wares. Noone important enough to start a fight with yet normal enough to get some attention. Perhaps that's why you found yourself in the predicament of being chased by a bokoblin hoard-

The moon shined red as blood tonight as shadows moved.

Quiet night. Unholy night of beasts. Feasting their sights upon the stray women who dare stay out at night when the full moon rises, lighting the pathway for the beasts to claim their prey. Gnashing teeth, snarling fangs waiting to take a bite into innocent flesh where the terrible claws miss. Waiting to snatch you away down into their dark abyss never to return. She was none what so ever concerned about traveling alone tonight. She had better places to be and anyone who dared be foolish enough to tangle with the night would never be heard from again. One look at it would deter most creatures away. But hier business was not with them.

You shivered in the wind that picked up clutching your phone and the small bouquet of flowers closer as you rubbed your shoulders in a vain attempt to bring what limited warmth you had back to your body.

Partially through what was left of the limited moonlight, you passed by some wild trees that made your stomach flip but it came a different feeling.

The feeling of being watched.

It didn't start out that way. At first it was just an aspect in the back of your mind you brushed of as paranoia of the manor's old ghost stories echoing in your mind. The feeling first came around when the sun had just started to set and it wasn't strong enough to warrant anything more than a two second thought and hand waving them off. However thing's changed. The sun soon disappeared over the horizon to be kissed good night by it's counterpart, the moon, and the walking woman was glad that it was a full moon, for it brought moonlight strong enough for you to see the pathway as your feet continued to walk. With it came the feeling but tenfold. You've only felt this way before back at Zephyr University whenever someone wanted to get your attention, that same feeling also returned with the feeling of being followed, but every time your head snapped over your shoulder towards the Darkness behind you....

There would be nothing.

Literally nothing. Nothing but the cold wind starting to pick up. You brushed it off as just your paranoia getting the better of you and you set your jaw against the wind. There was nothing there anyways so what did you have to worry about?

You shivered letting shaking your head. It's just shadows in the dark and your mind playing tricks on you. It urged you to walk faster and faster.

"Come on, Y/n." You thought to yourself with a shake of your head and a deep inhale. "You're just being irrational is all. You need to get your barrings and figure out what to do with a clear head."

It was probably just an animal. Yeah. The world was full of animals so they must've been a deer. Footsteps fast approached you from behind as you walk. Just a deer. A very BIG deer! You picked up the pace walking and walking soon turning to sprinting with the fast footsteps right behind you following you through the dark forest until you got to a clearing. You ran until you made to the middle of it before sharply stopping and snapping around-

Only to be met with nothing.

Your lungs heaved as you stared at the dark trees behind you with nothing but limited moonlight and shadows. You heaved at the silence other than the rustling of wind through the leaves. Nothing was behind you. No footsteps. Nothing was chasing you. Just..Nothing was there. You inhaled before giving a large sigh of relief before turning around.

And your shriek echoed throughout the night as you were met with five pairs of eyes.

A. GIANT. BOKOBLIN. HOARD. WAS. STARING. AT. YOU!!!

Instantly whom seemed to be the leader wielding a spear screeched out like a pig being murdered and pointed it's spear at you.

She didn't hesitate for a moment. Not even a second. Not when the woman turned around and RAN.

Every runner knows that the first warning sign of danger is a sense of dread, a feeling of impending doom. You are about to run away from a monster. But how do you prepare for this? Y/n had always hated dark forests with its lumbering tall trees. It was a place where she felt fear. The dark teased like taunting bullies, each sway of a branch creaking it's maniacal glee and every whistle the wind whipped by your ears whistled their sick pleasure in watching her panicked state of mind. THUD, THUD, THUD!! Went the sounds of her feet against the GROUND ground and curling tree roots, like spiderwebs under her feet, ready to snag her and make her join the abyss any moment. The darkness caged you in with the mockery of noises, a canopy of night shrouding the way out. But for now you only knew one thing.

RUN.

Your body felt light, only being able to feel every time your feet slapped against the ground which would surely be sore later, but you didn't care. You could be hurting for the next ten years for all you cared! Please gods just let you get away! Your eyes darted around for any signs of escape only being shown endless darkness instead. Your only hope was to get back to Taylor! Or to get back to the manor! A place you could at least take refuge. Your arm were partially extended in front of you, to push and swipe down any bush, branches, and other plants in your way as you ran, other hand holding up your dress in a vain attempt to keep from tripping. Stumbling and half tripping over large tree roots and clumps of grass in your wake, but still making good distance. Until the burning in your lungs threatened to make you drop, and you were forced to start slowly down step by step until you were hugging the side of a tree for life, your arms desperately gripping the rough bark until the imprints were deep in your palm and your knuckles were deep white, forcing your body to step around the tree until you reached it's front and you hid yourself behind it from the direction you just ran from. Your back hit the hard tree and your head tilted towards the heavens, hands clutching your pounding heart. And there was silence other than the mockery of wind and branch creaks. Your throat and lungs were on fire. Your heart pounded almost painfully in your chest. And you did not dare move in fear of seeing those MONSTERS somewhere behind you.

You stood there, shaking harder than a tree in a tsunami in dead of winter. Other than the gasps of air your body forced you to make, you dared not make a sound. Not a noise. The whole time you stayed perfectly still as ever so slowly your heart rate decreased the longer the silence went on and the longer nothing appeared. Slowly your lungs and throat's fire extinguished with the help of the cold wind you swallowed, and what was left behind was just a dull soreness. The rapid beating of your heart calmed slowly until it was just a little above what it would normally be beating. Your eyes slowly regained focus from the sheer panic. And your body calmed down but not your mind. Your mind still raced in fear from what you just saw and you stared straight up at the creaking branches of the tree you hid behind. The panic still clear and making you do nothing but listen in anticipation, like a rabbit hiding from a pursuing fox. But still...nothing but silence. And when your eyes slowly looked to the right and your face followed until your cheek and side of the face was pressed against the rough tree bark awaiting for any sounds, but nothing still came.

It was a stupid decision...A bad one really but-..

You slowly scraped your back against the back of the tree slowly inching your way to the side of the tree, and ever so slowly, poked your head out. Not all the way. Just enough to look out at the direction you ran from and saw...nothing. Nothing but darkness and trees. And that made you pause. There was...nothing? Nothing at all? Slowly you pushed your head fully out to see better, and took your time grazing your eyesight around the darkness, straining your eyes in the limited light that seeped between the leaves and branches. Quietly listening for anything running after you, but still nothing came. ...You-..You must've lost whatever that was. You exhaled a shaky sigh of relief and slumped back against the tree. Eyes closing as a wave of relief washed over your tired body.

But that relief was shattered when another pig like shriek cried out and footsteps thudded out through the brush towards your location.

''What am I doing!? Don't just stand there like an idiot!! RUN!!''

You listened to your inner voice, you turned on your heels and began running again taking the opportunity given to you by the gods. You didn't care if you got lost this time, you only cared about living. And so through the darkness the abyss had to offer, you again ran. Not which direction you were heading. Not sure who you'd run into or if you got more lost, but you were darned determined to not be killed by bokoblins. Your feet clicked against the ground which would surely be sore later, but you didn't care. Your f/c eyes darted around for any signs of escape only being shown endless darkness instead. Your arms were partially extended in front of you, to push and swipe down any bush, branches, and other plants in your way as you ran. Stumbling and half tripping over large tree roots and clumps of grass in your wake, but still making good distance. Until the burning in your lungs threatened to make you drop, and this time the roots claiming your feet snagged onto a particularly large root, and a few feet you went tumbling.

Your screams of tumbling over a few feet were cut short as it felt like you hit every single root, rock, and hard spot on your way down. Pain exploded everywhere your body made contact with the ground until finally with a final thud, your body fell hard onto soft grass. Knocking the air out of your lungs and you gasping for air on your side. Your body was in pain from everywhere your body hit the ground and you were sure it would leave bruises and scratches later. You coughed and gasped for air, lungs burning but you nearly stopped breathing again when load crashes came from above you.

Not again! Adrenaline kicked in now as your body wobbled and felt so light, not to mention hurt, as you forced yourself to stand and start walk-running away, swaying as you still gasped for air but your panicked state didn't care about the pain or anything as you somehow quickly got your balance back and started running through the dark. The sounds and darkness of the forest blocked almost all moonlight as you blindly ran to try and get away from the giant pig beasts, to keep from being eaten. You ran...and ran...and ran blindly in the dark with your hands in front of you. Branches and other plants hitting your legs and face as you did, the sounds of the things behind you disappearing as you kept running. At one point you had the brilliant idea to look behind you to see if anything was following you-

"AH!"

Your foot once again got caught on something. You screamed as your body went tumbling head over heels down a hill in the dark. Your already sore and hurt body becoming even more so as you rolled and rolled and rolled until you finally came to a stop at the bottom of it onto your back, with your body facing the sky. Your vision swam and your head spun as you stared up dizzily at the sky as your vision slowly went around and around and around until it focused. And you gave a cough as your burning lungs heaved against your chest. Your heart feeling as if it'll explode any moment it was beating so fast, you couldn't stop it! You just sat there gasping and panting and clutching your chest. Your brain felt foggy. No...No. Don't black out now! Get up! COME ON GET UP!! Muscles burnt. Barely able to breath. The dirt and grass felt stinging cold and burnt your skin as you turned on your side to weakly lay on your stomach, your face gasping the sweet scent of grasses for a moment as you laid there for a sweet few silent seconds, before you allowed yourself to look up and you stopped..gasping heavily and staring at what was before you.

The sight of at least five red bokoblins crashing their way towards you. You shot up to sore feet backing away from their fastly approaching. Backing up and up until there was no more ground beneath you.

And then there was a splash.

You weren't too sure what happened at first. You remembered a bokoblin's angry scream and then the ground gave way beneath your feet leaving you to yell- A yell which ended when a even more terrible sound replaced it.

A splash.

You were expecting a hard solid ground, probably cold too considering the weather. It was still cold, a freezing cold that sent your body frozen in shock for a moment. All at once, freezing cold enveloped you. Not from the hot water but the shock and dread. And there was silence. Numb, peaceful silence. No sounds to be heard. Just zapping cold the further and further you went under the water, looking up and seeing the sun above the moving surface. It was then your brain FINALLY snapped to attention and took noticed of what happened. OH SHI- YOU WERE UNDER WATER!! On instinct your panicked mind made your panicked body kick and thrash your arms and legs wildly. Current of water and bubbles bathed in red made way through the water and you managed to push your head up towards the light breaking the steaming water's surface to garble out a word-

"HELP!!"

Before the heavy weight of the wet dress dragged you back under leaving ripples where you surfaced for a moment. Red dancing in your vision as you reached out towards the sun rippling on the surface. Silence slipped by as the darkness started to seep in-

And then there was another splash.

You barely registered the sudden hands on you until you were suddenly finding yourself being pushed out of the water until you breached the surface a second time. The first thing you did was instinctively cough out the water from your mouth and gasp for breath from whatever force was pulling you out. Arms desperately clawing against the rushing river's water to try and get to safely. Instead Your hands reached to grab at the thing that pulled you out and when you opened your eyes, you were SHOCKED to see not what but WHO had done the heroic deed.

"Goodness me! Are you quite alright? That was quite a tumble you took off that cliff."

You looked up at figure you were holding on to and nearly died from the sight of red clouding your vision. Holding you bridal style was a zora. A zora that was ruby red all over except for the white coloring on his face and chest. Golden eyes looked over you in concern with a small frown as you stared wide eyed up at him still. Until with a hum he looked up at something.

A few screeched had you jumping in his hold and looking up at the cliff side. Five angry bokoblins were screeching and stomping their feet angry that their prey had gotten away from them.

"Rather dreadful creatures are they not?"

"W-What happened?"

"It would seem that you had tumbled off that cliff side and fell into the river." He answered before looking you over again. "Let's get you on dry land."

You said nothing but hung on tightly to his shoulders as he easily held you with one arm and swam on over to the nearest shore, heaving you up and setting you down on the wet bank of mud and grass carefully, your body giving a wet sound as you were set down. You were absolutely soaked through from your hair to your feet. You took a moment to cough and wipe at your face.

"Are you quite alright? That was a long tumble you took."

"Im fine." You looked back up towards the cliff side. It seemed the monster's were tired of their temper tantrum and had started to skulk off back where they came from. That was a relief. "I was just lucky those MONSTERS didn't catch up with me."

"Yes. Bokoblins are rather vile, but you must've been very fast on your feet if you able to outrun them all."

Shakily you slowly began to stand up. "N-Not really. I think i was just lucky to be able to get away. Speaking of lucky, thank you for saving me from the river. I'm afraid I'm not a very good swimmer. What are you doing out here anyways?"

"It was no trouble at all!" His sharp teeth flashed upon you in a bright smile. "I was simply doing what any good samaritan would've done if they were in my position! It was good timing I happened to be swimming by after visiting a dear friend of mine!"

"Very good timing!," you agreed wringing out your dress. "Well you have my thanks, Mister....Zora?" It just now dawned on you that you didn't even know his name.

"Oh yes. How rude of me." He pressed a hand to his chest, water sloshing with his movements as he bowed his head. "I am Prince Sidon of Zora's Domain. A pleasure to make your acquaintance, Ma'am."

You blinked. "P-Prince?!" That.. would explain the fancy silver jewelry and gems that sported his body. "You're the prince?!"

"Yes! It seems like everyone whom sees me has that first impression when first meeting me." H chuckled as you stared in awe.

"I see..We-Well thank you, Your Ma-Majesty." You bowed, slipping slightly on the muddy bank before standing back up embarrassed. "I appreciate your help."

"It's my pleasure though what will you do now? Is there anyone near here who can help you?"

You shook your head. "Not that I know. I was heading to the nearest settlement here but I got side tracked by those creatures." You gestured to where you fell off the cliff.

"Oh my. Hm. Well it'd be unsafe for you to wonder around all alone soaking wet and vulnerable like this..Why don't you let me take you to Zora's Domain? You can get proper help there and I'm sure we have dry clothes somewhere. "

You held up your hands. "Oh no. I'm sure I can manage on my own. You've done enough already."

You paused as a red hand extended towards you with a wide smile from the water. "I insist. A true prince never leaves a fair maiden such as you stranded so helplessly."

A fair maiden?

Your face lit up a pink but you ignored it slowly reaching out to take his hand. "A-Alright."

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A Sage's Regret: Chapter 10

Chapter 10: Crystal Clarity

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An exasperated sigh escapes you as you stare down at the blade in your hands. It was a weapon you’d fashioned using the horn of a slain Black Lizalfos, fused to a damaged sword you’d picked up some time ago. You had just finished sharpening it- rather, you’d sharpened it about four times as you let your mind wander. It would be a fine weapon, for now, until it inevitably broke. A decent sword, but nothing could compare to the one you had lost so many weeks ago.

You had been able to silence your racing thoughts ever since leaving Zora’s Domain. In your head, you kept a mental tally of the facts: you had lost your arm and it had been replaced by the arm of the Ancient king Rauru. The mummified figure you had found beneath Hyrule Castle was the Demon King and he was now awake after a long imprisonment. Zelda had disappeared after receiving a secret stone. Secret stones were objects that gave the bearer great power. The princess had appeared in the past as well as in the present, though you only saw her from a distance.

The most recent fact of your life was that you now had a… companion.

Prince Sidon’s avatar.

“No, that’s wrong,” you mumble as you sheath your sword, “he’s not the prince anymore. He’s a king now.”

Though you hadn’t stuck around for the coronation, you knew this to be a fact. Not only because you fled moments before the announcement, but also because when you summoned the Zora’s avatar you could see that the silent, blue figure now had a crown atop his head as well. It seemed that the vow from the sage would update in real time.

Currently, you are sitting on the field of a small sky island. Frequently, you had taken to returning to the sky, as the crisp air helped you calm down and think clearer. The added benefit is that no one else in Hyrule could bother you when you were up so high above the clouds. The privacy was a welcome addition to your life.

You weren’t entirely alone, however. Standing a few feet away was Sidon’s avatar. He was silent, almost unnervingly so. The real Sidon was nearly never so quiet, and to have a version of him that could not speak felt uncanny. His vacant eyes glowed dimly as he stared off into the distance, though you knew that he was constantly alert despite seeming so calm. He had already proven useful to you, helping you fend off a camp of monsters that had caught you off guard.

Setting the sword aside, you huff out a breath of air as you turn your head to face the copy of the sage. “I wonder,” you mumble, running your fingers along the blades of grass, “can you even hear me?”

Almost immediately, the avatar’s head turns to find your voice. He gazes down at you, though he is still silent and unwavering in his stance.

“Maybe I should reword that,” you sigh, “I know you can hear me. Can you understand me, though? Are you processing any of this? Or are you simply sort of… autopiloting?”

He tilts his head to the side. Still, there is no response.

You feel disappointed, though you’re unsure what you were expecting- or, perhaps, what you were hoping for. At least, that’s what you want to convince yourself of. Deep down, you knew that it would have been perfectly convenient to have another version of Sidon. One for yourself, a walking, talking, living, and breathing copy that was just like the Zora you loved. It was an incredibly selfish thought, one that you knew better than to cling to. Still, it wasn’t going to help you soothe your aching heart.

“Forget it,” you groan, pushing yourself up off of the ground and collecting your belongings, “there’s no point. You’re not a person, you’re a- a- a weapon. A vow. A promise made, I suppose. But that’s it. You’re not him.”

You want to delude yourself into imagining that you can see a hint of emotion on the avatar’s face. A pout of the lips, or a furrowed brow, or a downtrodden expression. It doesn’t happen, but maybe if you stare hard enough, you can convince yourself that it’s the case.

“We should get moving,” you mutter, mostly to yourself but loud enough for the avatar to hear you as well, “I think we’re going to the Gerudo Desert next. The sandstorm looks far too big not to be causing issues.”

You secure your weaponry and sling your travel pack over your shoulder- newly restocked with elixirs and enough food for a few day’s worth of meals- with how much chaos the land had been thrown into due to the Upheaval, you were never too sure when was the next time you would have access to a stable or settlement. Standing at the cliff’s edge, you gaze down below, charting your next route that would take you to the south of Hyrule.

For just a moment, you let your eyes flicker to the side, though. It was impossible not to allow your gaze to wander back to Zora’s Domain. As you prepare to leap off the edge, you can’t help but wonder.

‘How is Sidon feeling after his coronation?’

…

The council’s meeting room was in complete and utter turmoil. Various voices were shouting over one another as scrolls and pieces of parchment were scattered across the table as the elders desperately attempted to search through the palace’s archives. In spite of how chaotic the room was, there was a smile on King Sidon’s face.

He had completely subverted the rules. Gone against tradition, gone against the elders, and gone against even his own worries. And it was all for you.

“This is completely outrageous!” shouts a councilman from across the room, “you cannot ascend to the throne without a queen- you cannot undo the terms of your engagement!”

Lady Yona, who was sitting calmly at the table with an equally relaxed smile, simply tilted her head in response. “Oh, but he can,” she responds, picking up one of the scrolls and unrolling it in her hands, “there is nothing in the historical texts that states otherwise. There is no previous precedent that goes against him. The ascension to the throne with a spouse was a mere tradition, and there are no binding rulings in its favor. And, he is the king now; the law of the land is his to decide.”

Sidon and Yona had both been sure to thoroughly pour over the texts in the archive before making this decision. In Sidon’s favor was the fact that he had been forced to read through the broad amounts of literature many times over in the past at the request of the council. All of that reading had done him good, as now he was equipped with all of the knowledge to back up his last-minute change to the coronation proceedings.

On the king’s other side was Muzu, and the elder could do no more than let out an exasperated sigh at the scene unfolding before him. “You know, this will have all of them in an uproar for the next month, at least,” Muzu chuckles dryly, “but, I will say, I am proud to see you stand firm in your beliefs.”

Sidon feels his heart swell at this. His mind had been set, he knew what he would have to do to ensure that he wouldn’t lose you. But he had been incredibly worried about losing his family in the process. Would his brash decision to circumvent the traditions of the royal Zoras cause him to sever his ties? But thus far, seemingly, it had caused no damage. He hoped that he could maintain it that way.

Deciding that enough was enough, though, the king stands up at the table. Once he does so, a hush seems to fall over the room, with all the bickering council members ceasing their arguments so that they could turn to face him. The majority of them seemed displeased, but they would still have to follow the protocol and listen to what it was that Sidon had to say.

“I know that many of you are unhappy with me,” he starts out, keeping an even tone, “and I know that it may take some time to come to terms with the choice that I’ve made. But my decision is final. I have read through our historical archives a multitude of times. I know them like I know the scales on my own hands. There is nothing in our domain’s past that states I cannot ascend to the throne on my lonesome.”

A voice shouts across the room, “but it is tradition!”

“Tradition is nothing more than a recommendation,” Sidon retorts, a statement which draws a wave of hushed whispers. “There are no laws, no decrees, and no rulings that say I must have a spouse when I ascend to the throne. So, for the time being, I will be unwed. Consider this my announcement that the engagement between Lady Yona and myself is, henceforth, called off.”

This causes yet another small uproar, which Sidon raises a hand to silence.

“With Yona taking up the mantle as head of the council, I trust that she will be treated with the utmost respect and regard by all of you. Her assistance to us will be critical; not only does she have insight to offer, but having her here will help us maintain one of our most critical alliances,” the king continues to explain, warmly smiling at the Zora beside him.

Lady Yona speaks up, stepping up to the table, “I am thrilled to take on this responsibility and begin working with all of you. Zora’s Domain is my home now, and I feel so blessed as to have been accepted with open arms. It is my hope to continue forging a path forward into peace and prosperity so that this domain may continue to shine as brightly as it always has.”

A small wave of murmurings floods across the room once more, though this time, they are more positive. Sidon brings an end to the meeting, bringing attention to how late it is. Once all the council members file out of the room, he lets out a deep, exhausted sigh.

“Tired?” Yona asks with a small laugh.

“Very,” Sidon replies simply, walking beside her as the pair leave the meeting room.

“I think you did quite well,” she murmurs, keeping her voice low as they walk through the halls of the palace, “they’ll come to terms with it eventually. It’s shocking, but all change is.”

“I’m glad you think so,” he chuckles, “I do not regret my decision by any means, but it has filled me with quite a bit of anxiety. To know that you and others support me, though, is a great help.”

Yona grins, clasping her hands together, “I do hope you know that I’m quite proud of you! You’ve followed your heart, and that is something I do not think anyone can blame you for. What’s important now is that you continue to follow your heart, wherever it may take you.”

“Meaning?” Sidon asks, his pace slowing as they approach the bedchambers.

“You know very well what I mean,” Yona laughs, casting him a sideways glance, “after all, is there not a swordswoman who may want to know about the availability of the king?”

He feels his face flush as he smiles bashfully. But his dear friend did have a point. He had done this for you- but when would you learn about subversion at the coronation? He had no way of easily contacting you during your travels, and he knew not when you would next arrive in the domain. Would you learn from a newspaper? From the gossip of a stranger? Or would he be able to confess the news on his own someday?

“You’re quite right,” he nods, “and I will be sure to follow through with that. In terms of the engagement, however, won’t your father be upset with you? The deal has effectively been called off.”

“The next time that I see him, I shall convince my father of the value of my position as chief advisor,” Yona responds with a confident look, “I see no reason why our allyship cannot persist with me as chief advisor compared to being the queen consort. If he cannot see that I am perfectly suited for this role, then he is a fool.”

Sidon’s eyes widen, though he laughs all the same, “bold words, my friend. It is getting quite late, though, and I need not want to keep you up late at night with my worries. I will see you tomorrow, Lady Yona.”

She bows her head in response, “rest well, King Sidon.”

He laughs at the sound of his new title. It was going to take some getting used to. Once inside his bedchambers, he allows himself to finally, after a rather long day, decompress. A deep sigh escapes him as he removes the crown from his head, holding it delicately in his hands before he sets it down atop his desk.

One day down, though a lifetime as king awaited him in the future.

As he readies himself for sleep, he feels an unfamiliar tug in the back of his mind- and it confuses him greatly at first. Quickly, though, he reasons that this was an effect of the vow he had made to you. Seemingly, if you were to summon his avatar, he could feel that action from a distance.

This brought a smile to his face, knowing that even when he was in the domain, he could be of help to you. Protecting you. You dedicated so much of yourself to protecting Hyrule, he wanted to ensure that there was someone looking out for you.

He could only hope that wherever you were, you were safe. And that someday, hopefully soon, he could have you in his arms again. That he would be able to call you his once more.

…

“Alllllll I need to do is get my fingers on a Bubbul gem, then I’m sure to turn into a Satori! And the rumors are true, there are creatures in these caves called Bubbulfrogs, and they glow just like a Satori. Gaaaw, but I didn’t think they would be up sooo high on the walls or run about all nimbly-bimbly like that.”

Standing before you was an odd-looking Hylian- though not unlike one you had met before. Koltin was his name, the little brother to Kilton who you had befriended years ago. Similarly to his sibling, Koltin had an odd obsession. Where Kilton was fixated on all things monster-related, Koltin had his mind set on a creature called the Satori- so much so that he had dressed himself to look like one, with glowing face paint and antennae.

“You’re Kilton’s little brother, yeah?” you ask once he finished his spiel, standing before him and his stand with you arms crossed, “I’m interested in helping. But why a Satori?”

“It’s simple, really,” he replies, in a simple tone as if this were all obvious, “I dream of becoming a Satori! You know… the creature of myth! Piercing eyes… blueish-white fur… oooh, how I’ve admired them since I was a wee Koltin! And then I read these ancient texts and they told me how to transform myself- transform me, Koltin- into a Satori!”

You raise a brow at this. The idea of transforming one’s own body was taboo. It was something that you had only read about in fictional texts from the past, and it was a concept that was severely frowned upon. To change one’s own body is to forsake one’s self- but it was something you occasionally found yourself pondering. It has lingered in your mind ever since the day that Kilton had secretly explained the Zora mask to you.

“Well, if it’s caving you need I can do that no problem. I can probably track down some Bubbulfrogs,” you reply, thinking about the various caverns you’d explored ever since the Upheaval, “in fact… I’ve probably found one or two already.”

“If you get hold of a Bubbul gem, pleeeease give it to me! I’ll give you a treasure in trade, I swear,” he pleads, clasping his hands together and grinning- something which lets him bare his sharpened teeth.

You take a moment to dig through your satchel, sorting through the various valuable gems you had collected while traversing the land. Mostly, you had been hoarding quite a few gemstones that you planned to sell in Gerudo Town for a profit, knowing well that the jeweler there would always give you the best prices for any precious minerals you managed to collect. Hidden among the pile of topaz and rubies, however, was a glowing, pale blue gem about the size of your palm. You’d acquired it in a cave after shooting an arrow at what you now knew was a Bubbulfrog (at the time, you assumed it to be a new enemy).

“This is one, right?” you ask, handing the crystal over to him, “I got it from a frog in a cave not too long ago.”

“Th- th- th- that’s a Bubbul gem!” he exclaims, stammering over his words in excitement as he quickly snatched the gem out of your grasp, “that perfect shape, and the faint blue glow… it’s a real Bubbul gem! Real as can be! Now I can transform into a Satori just like the ones I adore! Thank you so very much! Please, take this gifty in return!”

From his cart of goods, he produces a mask that resembles a Bokoblin. You quickly recognize it as being one of the monster masks that his brother Kilton had sewn and created. You chuckle softly as it’s handed over to you, idly playing with the floppy ears atop the cap.

“We’ve collected all sorts of monstrous treasures- that is, monster parts and goods that make you look like a monster,” he explains, though he keeps his eyes trained on the crystal in his hands, “but at last! The time has come- time to gobble down the Bubbul gem! Cheers, and bottoms up.”

He chomps down on the rock, a clacking sound ringing out through the air that makes you flinch in discomfort. He breaks the gem into smaller pieces before swallowing, an action which seems as though it takes a substantial amount of effort (you don’t imagine that crystal matter goes down the gullet easily). After eating, he looks down at his body, searching for any sort of difference in his form. “Gwah? My body isn’t changing… but I do feel a strange sensation washing over me,” he says, mostly speaking to himself, “it can only mean one thing… I’m on the way to becoming a Satori! And that means more Bubbul gems! I need more of them!”

You slowly nod, a plan formulating in your mind as your eyes glance up to look at all of the goods he had in stock. “I can find more for you, of course. I have one thing to request in return,” you reply, quickly drawing his attention back to you, “your older brother once told me about a set of masks in his possession; I can only assume you have access to these too. Not these monster masks. They’re masks that can change a person’s body.”

Immediately, you see the way Koltin’s expression falters. He seems to grow nervous, anxiously clasping his hands together as he averts his gaze. “Oh…” he mumbles, “those masks.”

“Yes,” you reply simply. You knew it wasn’t right, but if he was going to ask favors of you, then you knew you wanted something in return. Kilton would never lend one of these seemingly forbidden masks to you, but perhaps his little brother would be more malleable. “The Zora mask. How many Bubbul gems do I need to get for you to trade it to me?”

He grumbles quietly, and you can hear the barely audible whispers as he seems to do the calculations. You could tell that he was weighing his options- he knew that his brother wouldn’t approve of the Zora mask being given to you. But he was desperate for the Bubbul gems at the same time. He eyes you warily before making his decision, “at least fifty. Based on the minimal effects, I suspect this is how much I will need.”

This pulls a small hum out of you. Fifty individual caves and fifty individual Bubbulfrogs would be no easy feat. But to satiate your curiosity and learn more about this mysterious mask, you’d do it. “Deal,” you retort, “I’ll keep an eye out for you as I travel. Have a nice night, Kilton.”

As you walk away from the Hylian, continuing down the road to the next stable, a sense of guilt gnaws at the back of your mind. You knew that this was a fool’s venture, surely the story behind the mask couldn’t be true. And yet you felt so drawn to it, inexplicably so. If the story was true, if this was a mask that could turn you into a Zora- what would you even do? Stroll into Zora’s Domain and collapse into Sidon’s arms-

“He’s married, for Hylia’s sake,” you groan, chastising yourself as you drag your feet along the path.

It was too good to be true, and that’s what you would attempt to convince yourself of. But you knew very well that it was a cause you would continue to chase. At the very least, you knew you wouldn’t let this distract you from your real goal.

You needed to find Princess Zelda. Something was off, you could feel it in your gut. Between seeing her floating at the castle and then being told that she had attacked Dorephan- you knew something was wrong.

Even if you had to scour all of Hyrule, you would find her.

…

Your rupees clink softly as you set down a handful on the table.

“I hope you rest well tonight, champion. With this sandstorm, we’ve had very few travelers this far into the canyon. All our beds are vacant- save for one, the leftmost bed is occupied by the blonde gentleman.”

“Thanks, Piaffe,” you reply, giving the stablehand a nod before entering the building. Having four walls around you would be a pleasant respite from the gritty wind outside. You hadn’t even entered the true desert yet, and there was so much sand in the air that you had to wrap your face in cloth to protect it.

You decided that you would spend one night in a stable before venturing to Gerudo Town. If you had to trek through such a dangerous sandstorm that limited your visibility to mere inches, you wanted to ensure that you were fully rested. As you toss your belongings onto one of the free beds, you glance across the room. True to Piaffe’s word, there was in fact one other traveler who would be spending the night.

‘Who else is crazy enough to come to the desert in a storm like this,’ you wonder, half laughing as you slowly peer over to investigate.

Whoever it was, they were in quite a state. The curtains around the four-poster bed hadn’t been drawn shut, and they seemed to have practically collapsed atop the mattress. You could tell they must have fallen asleep in a hurry, because their armor was still attached and their rusted sword was haphazardly cast aside on the floor. As you walked over, you were able to see his hair- unruly and blonde and splayed out in all directions around him. Then you get a peek of his pointed ears, the small scars on his cheeks, and when you finally see his face, you gasp.

“Link? What are you doing here?”

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