HELLO EVERYONE!

Okay, that made me seem crazy, I apologize.

Anyways, I'm going to TRY, key word there: TRY, to write a Legend of Zelda fanfiction.

I have no idea how this will turn out.

Well, here's my idea, if you guys like it, I'll keep writing and posting, if not, I'll stop.

Deal?

Deal.

ON WITH THE STORY!

…: Z :…

I was awoken by the loud, insistent banging of the Chancellor at my door t his morning, the banging at my bedroom door accompanied by his shouts, "Princess Zelda! Princess Zelda!" he hollered through the thick door. "Yes, Chancellor?" I called back to him, while sitting up in my bed. "You must get ready quickly! You have a train engineer's ceremony today!"

I sighed, another engineer's ceremony. They had to be held pretty frequently, as Alfonzo trained young engineers often. And by the stated rules of Hyrule, a royal family member had to be part of the audience of the official ceremony. I sighed, as I got up, wishing that there could've been someone else to take my place for these ceremonies: they were too tedious, dull and extensive for my liking.

But rules were rules, and a maid walked in as I stood up from my bed; she gave me a gentle nod, and I returned it, and watched her speedily walk to my wardrobe, open it with a strong tug, and lightly take a dress out of it.

It was my familiar pink dress, a light pink skirt, with zigzagging periwinkle lining near the bottom where it hung against the floor closely. The fuchsia top of the dress and the light pink skirt were separated by a gold belt, that not only separated the two shades of pink, but held a long piece of fabric blue silk which was ornately decorated with the golden triforce at the center, and two white symbols that were important to the kingdom of Hyrule, but had not been explained very many times to me. The maid handed my the chest plate that I slipped over my head, and pulled at the pink fabric that held it across my collarbones and around my shoulders until it sat exactly the way I wanted it to. The maid sat me down at the vanity chair near the wardrobe and began brushing through my tangled, slept-on hair, until it was shiny and smooth from root to tip. As she wrapped the two sections of the hair on the sides of my face with a single, long, white ribbon to each section, I slipped my arms into white gloves that were long enough to reach the middle of my upper arms.

"Are you ready, Princess?" The maid asked me softly, once she had placed my golden crown upon my head, its large pink jewel glittering in even this dim lighting, and now stood before me, her hands clasped behind her back. "Yes." I tried to speak with an elegant tone of importance, as my Grandmother had so often reminded me to do as a young girl. The maid smiled warmly and waited by the door as I fetched my shoes, put them on quickly, and walked out of my bedroom, the small heels clicking against the stone floor.

I walked ahead of the maid briskly; knowing that the later I showed up to the ceremony, the more agitated Chancellor Cole would be afterwards. Two guards stood at the large wooden door that led into the main room of Hyrule Castle, where these ceremonies were always held. One of them opened the door, and they both nodded graciously towards me, and I offered them an encouraging smile, knowing that this was a rather boring job. Standing around by doors for royal family members and high-class citizens of Hyrule didn't seem like a physically or emotionally pleasing occupation; the least I could do was be kind.

But that was the last thing on Chancellor's mind as I walked into the main room. He shot me a stern, disapproving look, and I had to wonder if I was actually late; it didn't feel that way five minutes ago. I walked quickly over to my assumed spot in the room, before the eager engineer. I looked down at him, for he was three steps below me and I looked around the room anxiously, before I even looked at him; the guards were all over the room for some reason.

But I forgot about all of them instantaneously once I laid my eyes on the young engineer before me. It was a boy, perhaps my age, with blonde hair and soot-covered hands that he was just now moving quickly behind his back. I looked down into his dark eyes, which seemed to light up a little bit this moment, as he looked up to me. I recognized that look, they were filled with hope and happiness; his slightly reddened cheeks contrasted the darkness of his eyes, creating a general warm glow about him, that I immediately took a liking to.

…: Z :…

So….What did you think?

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