Zelda entered the flat in a hurry of excitement and joy, her coat hitting the floor only a fraction of a second before she sprinted over to Mipha in the living room, throwing her arms around her. Despite the surprise, Mipha reacted instinctively, lifting her up and spinning around.

"I did it! I really did it!" Zelda yelled, wobbling for a moment as Mipha placed her back down onto the floor. "Goddesses, this feels so much better than I had ever thought it would, and believe me, I have spent so many hours thinking about this, so I would know!"

Her glee was infectious, and although she did still not know exactly what they were celebrating, Mipha found herself laughing along with her, jumping slightly on the spot. "What did you do?"

"I just got a reply from the publishing house," Zelda dug into her pocket, pulling out a sheet of paper that she waved at Mipha. There was no need for her to clarify what it was, with how Zelda laughed at her, withdrawing her hand to press the paper to her chest, Mipha already knew what it would say, but she still waited for Zelda to say it. After so much time, she deserved every single second she could get to revel in the fact that all of her work had been acknowledged and found good enough by someone, "they are interested! They read it and they think it sounds great!"

Momentarily refraining from jumping up and down, Zelda moved to instead press a quick kiss to Mipha's lips, all while continuing to clutch the letter closer to her.

Mipha was more than happy to return the kiss, smiling down at Zelda as she went back to look at the letter like she believed that it would disappear into thin air if she let go of it for even a second.

"We should celebrate," Mipha decided, her declaration making Zelda look up at her, eyebrows raised and her mouth forming an 'o', and maybe that was what made Mipha realise that she was without a doubt right about this as she continued, "we can do exactly what you want, just mention it and I will do my best to figure out a way to do it."

Glancing down at the letter in her hand, Zelda tilted her head to the side, taking a deep breath before answering. "Can we go to the beach?"

It was not exactly what Mipha had had in mind. Maybe it was a side-effect of having spent so much time with Revali, but she had almost expected Zelda to announce that she would actually love to go to a restaurant, albeit not to get the chance to enjoy not having to put up with customers for once like Revali would probably have wanted to do. However, the moment Zelda made the choice, Mipha knew that she should have guessed it. Of course Zelda would want to return to their spot.

"If that is what you want."

"It is." Zelda nodded.

"In that case, I will find the binoculars and meet you at the car in a couple of minutes."

She could still hear Zelda laughing to herself, even as she exited the living room, heading towards their room to dig through their dresser to find the binoculars, and although Mipha should probably have grown used to it by now, the sense of love was strong enough to make her unable to do anything but turn around and look back at how Zelda was still staring at the letter in her hands. Even from where she was standing, Mipha could see the joy in her eyes as she read through the message again.

It was the same feeling that bloomed in her own chest at the sight of Zelda being so happy. It was in times like those that Mipha knew that she had been right to finally admit her feelings during that evening. Although the road to get there might have been messy and as far from perfect as it could get, Mipha would not change a single thing about it, even if she got the chance to do so. It might be messy, and they might still have things that they needed to talk about, but right then, Mipha could say without a doubt that the way it was now was perfect for her and Zelda. And that was what mattered to her. They were there together, and then they could figure out the rest as they went along. For now, they could allow themselves to enjoy all of the things that came along with being honest with each other, and that was what they intended to do.