*yawn* Hello, all! Well, I recently decided that... erm.... maybe the former chapter was a little... let's say stupid. So I figured I might as well continue it, and I made a few minor adjustmants. You know the former? Ignore the epilogue. It never happened. Thanks for your advice, Foxpilot (if you're reading this). Fire Emblem guests! Marth and Caeda! Now... enjoy or else I'll... okay, never mind. Just enjoy!

... and this is in Zellie's P.O.V. Gottat?

Disclaimer: I don't own Legend of Zelda, but if I did, Link x Zelda would be sooooo canon it'd be impossible to deny it! Oh, and Ilia would've died. Kidding!

"MAAAAAALON! STOP!" I shouted, jerking back. Malon looked wide-eyed at me.

"What did I do?"

"You know perfectly well what you did," I griped.

"Well... what did I do, then?"

I pointed to my hair.

"Oh, that..." Malon mused. "What's so bad about that?"

"It makes me look stupid," I muttered. How could it fail to? It was a gigantic pink bow (don't ask me where in Hyrule Malon unearthed it from).

"Fine. Caeda, can you help? This little Princess refuses to listen to me," Malon called to the blue-haired girl who was carrying the wedding dress. "Maybe she'll listen to you, since you're also royalty." Caeda smiled.

"Just a sec. First, Zelda, put it on."

I did that.

"Now look at yourself in the mirror."

She turned me around, so that I was facing the mirror. Then I saw my reflection.

The dress was pretty enough. It was similiar to my usual one, only in gold and yellow. The edge designs were in gold, whereas the main color was a lily-white. Caeda smiled.

"Well? What do you think?"

"Great," I mumbled. Malon and Caeda grinned at each other.

"Alrighty, then! Sit down Zel, we need to get you ready," Malon said as she pushed me into a chair. She began combing through it, her fingers straightening my locks out.

"... but you've been applying makeup on me for three hours already."

"So? Your point is?"

"Never mind," I said, glaring at the floor.

"Here... hand me the veil,"Malon said, holding her hand out. Caeda thrust it onto her outstretched arm. I could feel her fingers tug at my hair as she adjusted the veil's posistion.

"Tiara." Caeda gave it to her.

"Flowers." I could smell the lilies and roses as Caeda handed them to my red-haired friend.

It seemed to be taking forever.

"What're you doing?" I grumbled. "Trying to turn me into a walking garden?"

Caeda and Malon laughed, obviously not taking in my grouchy mood. Hey, if you were sitting tehre for three hours straight going through the torture of make-up, you'd know what I feel like.

"A little more, Zel... here, got the jewels, Caeda?"

"Here's the saphire..."

"You sure you guys are my friends?" I asked, turning to look at them. They both nodded.

"But you two have aabsolutley no sympathy for me."

They both nodded again.

"No, we don't!" Malon said cheerfully. "I'm having a rather lot of fun right now, Zel, so please don't ruin it."

"I wish I could, bu-"

"But I'd force you to go through another style of comsteics," Malon finished.

"Evil," I muttered. I'm not sure that Malon could hear me, though. She probably just ignored me.

1 hour later...

"DONE YET?"

"Yep," Caeda said. And it's almost time for the ceremony to start, I better get going. DOn't trip, alright?"

Sure. Most likely I'll trip, no matter how hard I try. Blame the stupid train. And highheels. Malon and Caeda seemed to be determined to make me fall on my face on my way down the aisle.

"Bye!"

We waited a few minutes, and I stood up.

"Malon?" I asked. "When do we go?"

Malon was my bridesmaid. She fingered the fluffy pink dresss she was holding as she smiled at me.

"Not too nervous, are we?"

"No," I began indignantly. "I..." I let my voice trail off. Maybe I am nervous. But being the stubborn type, I refise to admit it.

We could hear the music start up. Malon waited for a few stanzas before moving to the doorway.

"My cue," she said. Your dad's gonna be up here soon, he'll tell you when to go."

My head felt dizzy.

"Best of luck," she said as she left the room. Great. Now I'm left by myself to wonder about my fate: whether I'd trip on my train or twist my ankles walking in those ridiculous high heels.

I heard my dad enter the room.

"Nervous?" he asked. I nodded numbly. Dad knew I wasn't the type to talk when I was nervous (well, not to him, anyway) so we just waited in silence. And then he took my arm.

"Time to go, Zel. Our cue."

Once again I nodded numbly.

The walk down the stairs into the main hall was long. Really long. I had to concentrate on not tripping half the time. Dang it, Malon, why'd you make me wear these?

"Calm," my dad murmered. "Calm."

I took a few deep breaths. That didn't help my hyperventilating at all. But then I glanced over the railing, past the wedding guests, to the front podium. I could see Link there. He turned to look at me, flashing that crooked grin of his at me.

Okay, maybe it was a good idea that I wore those shoes. At least they kept me from running down there.

Surprisingly, it took only a short while for me (and my dad) to get to the podium. Link grinned again, his smile widening as he watched me. My face turned redder. Which was unnecessary, considering how much blush powder I think Malon used.

My father took my hand and placed it in Link's. I could feel his warm fingers close around mine. I guess I didn't mind the wedding ceremony, so long as I could be with him.

I zoned out during the wedding vows. The only part I really remember was when I said "I do." Other than that, I remembered nada.

"And now," Rauru (the priest) said. "I pronounce you husband and wife."

I glanced up at Link. He smirked, leaning over as he pressed his lips against mine.

"You look great," he said.

"Thanks," I responded, wrapping my arms around his neck. "I'm glad you think so."

I threw the boquet over my shoulder. Link let go of me for a moment, and I turned to see who caught it.

Caeda's eyes widened as a boquet of freesia, lilies, and roses sailed into her arms. I saw her glance at Marth, who was the best man. I watched as Marth returned Caeda's slightly unsure smile. Note: I must tell Caeda to invite me to their wedding.

"Time to dance," Link murmered as he took my hand and led me to the dance floor.

Epilouge (1 year after Link and Zelda's marriage) Link's P.O.V.

"Morning, Zel," I whispered as I wrapped my arms around her from behind. "You spent the whole night up, didn't you?"

She smiled wanly. "You can't blame me. All these stupid documents..." she sighed. I laughed lightly.

"If you continue doing this for long, you'll get sick. It's not good for you... or for the baby."

Her eyes widened. "H-how did you know?"

Once again I laughed. "It's getting eather obvios," I told her, my hand trailing along her stomach. "Besides, I asked Impaz about the signs of pregnancy. She has experience with delivering babies."

Zelda grinned. "Guess I can't keep anything hidden from you, can I?"

"Nope."

"Oh, well..." she rested her head on my shoulder. "Can you believe it, though? Hyrule's going to have an heir. "

"Oh, I'd believe it," I told her, nuzzling her hair. "Love you, Zel."

"I love you too."

Well, there you have it. Now please put away the tomatoes.

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