Wheee! I have finally decided to write a fic! And its my very first, so please review. the first chapter is gonna be pretty bad but its going to get better (I hope). ^_^.

Disclaimer: I think it's pretty obvious that I don't own Zelda. I would be way richer and (fine I'll admit) I'm not that great. But I have to say it so here it is: I do not own Zelda.

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Chapter 1: Taking a "Vacation"

Princess Zelda could take no more. She felt like kicking and screaming and punching something, but all she did was she sat and gazed inattentively out the window.

She had had it. Enough was enough. She was 17 but she still had no control of her own life. Being a princess had to be the worse thing that could happen to you. No wait, it's not she corrected herself. Being a princess that was forced to marry an idiot was the worse thing that could happen to you.

Her father after knowing for days had just told her that she was engaged to Prince Selth, a foreign prince.

Prince Selth was the most conceited, cruelest jerk Zelda had ever met. She hated him. She wished him a miserable death. He had absolutely no heart. Yesterday he had beaten a poor old servant nearly to death because he had looked Prince Selth in the eye. He ordered a peasant killed because he was "in his way" as the prince said. As far as Zelda was concerned the peasant was nowhere near the prince. He boasted about himself and Zelda was sure that he kissed his reflection in the mirror every day. Zelda may not have been the sweetest child, but she wasn't evil. And the fact that Prince Selth liked her was very disturbing to her.

And her father knew all of this. He knew how Zelda loathed him. Yet that didn't stop him from selling his daughter to King Rookwall, Prince Selth's father.

She was sold. She was sold like some piece of merchandise by her own father. Zelda grimaced at the blank ceiling in her room. Her own father tempted by the riches King Rookwall proposed if he handed over his daughter had fell for it. And now she was forced to marry this jerk. Her father cared more about riches than his own daughter.

She may have been able to live with it if it had been for the good of Hyrule but the idea that Prince Selth bringing good to the country was laughable. The idiot would probably raise taxes, ignore people's pleas and make her some sort of show dog he could show off to other princes. Zelda's disgust deepened further.

The only friend Zelda had in this entire castle was her maid, Impa. Impa understood her, and if she were here she would comfort Zelda. But she wasn't here; she was in the kitchen with the other servants cooking dinner.

Zelda wanted to run away but she shuddered when she thought of her father's reaction. Or what might happen to Hyrule, if they saw their princess was missing. But she wanted so badly to get out of this stupid castle and for once be free, doing what she wanted. She would give anything, anything at all to live just one day outside like a commoner. She sighed deeply.

Then suddenly a thought struck her. If she went out for just a single day and then came right back, that wouldn't be running away. That would be something like a vacation from this hell. And who said princesses weren't allowed to have vacations? She doubted much would happen in one day. She smiled. It was decided. She was going to take a "vacation".

She stood up and examined herself in the mirror. Her nose wrinkled in disgust. The reflection showed a very beautiful girl wearing a pink lacy dress with her golden hair tied up in an elegant bun and was decked up with more jewelry that what was needed. This was not her; this is how her father wanted her.at least ever since her mother died. If she went out like this even a half-blind person could tell she was no commoner.

So she changed into plain simple clothes that hung in the very back of her wardrobe. She let her hair down and took of all the jewelry. She re- examined herself and smiled. Dark blue pants that could be mistaken for black, a blood-red shirt cut off near her navel, her golden hair down; this was her.

Then she took some money and a coat in the case it got cold. She hesitated and then grabbed her dagger (which was a gift from Impa and one that she hid from her father) and stuck it in her pocket. "Just in case" Zelda thought.

She climbed down using the vines and was soon in the court yard. The soldiers paced up and down guarding the castle. Zelda managed to sneak from all of them until the very end when a palace guard saw her and came running.

"Oy, what do you think yous doing?" he said blocking her path. To Zelda's satisfaction the guard didn't recognize her.

"Please let me through." She said quietly, her head bowed down.

"Not till I know who you are and what you was doin' in the castle." He said.

"For your own sake please move out of the way." She said politely.

"For my own sake eh? Well sorry. I aint lettin' you go till you tell me who you are."

Zelda sighed. Then in a lighting quick move she kicked the guy in the stomach. He went flying backward in the dust and landed in a crumpled heap. Zelda walked past not bothering to look at the damage she had done. Then she set off, the sun directly overhead.

Of course then, she had no idea how much trouble this one little "vacation" was going to cause.

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A/n: I know that was very short and not very exciting but, I repeat, its going to get better (once again, I am hoping). So just review telling me what you thought. But please don't mindlessly flame. If you thought it was bad than give me a reason, and I'll try and make it better. but you have to REVIEW!!! and as long as you don't flame me I don't care what you say.JUST REVIEW!! k, I'm done. Bye!