ੈ✩˚ ੈ✩˚☾ * ੈ✩ * Together Forever☾* ੈ✩˚ ੈ✩˚☾ * ੈ✩˚☾ Notes of Love: "Father, how could you?" Zelda asked as she stood angerly near her father. "He has been my faithful guard for years. He only wanted to help me, and the whole royal family. You told me yourself years ago that he had your full trust." "Yes..." King Rhoam muttered. "I did, didn't I?" He just stood there. "I don't see why, or how you could be so harsh to him. You've called him a son back a year ago." Zelda continued. "Zelda, you can ramble on about this for as long as you like, but I have a duty. I know what I am doing." King Rhoam said. Zelda stormed off into her room. She stared at the moon through the open window. It was a colder night. Zelda sighed. "Yahaha!" Said something near by. Zelda looked around. A little Korok flew right up with his little leaf propeller. He held a letter in his hand. "Here you go!" He said. Zelda took the mysterious letter and opened it. It's from Link, she thought as she quickly and excitedly opened the envelope. Out came a squashed Silent Princess and a letter. Zelda read it aloud, just quiet enough that no one could hear her. "Dear my Lovely princess Zelda, It has not been a day since I last saw you, but you have never left my mind, and my heart. I long to be with you, I never wanted to be apart. But this is the first letter I have given you, I will write every day. Just remember, I haven't forgotten about you, please don't forget me. With love, Link." Zelda smiled. I won't forget about you, she thought. I will get you back. You have my word. Princess Zelda pulled out a paper, and with her feathered pen, she wrote: *Dear Link, When you left, I felt like the Master Sword itself stabbed into my heart. I felt like I was in a field of flowers and you had to walk away. My hand and heart still reaches for you, no matter how far you may need to walk away. I await the day you will return in my arms. With Love, Princess Zelda.* Princess Zelda walked over to the window. "Oh, korok?" She asked. But the Korok was gone. She would have to wait for a way to give it to him. She couldn't wait for the moment for him to come back to the Palace. She some how hoped, that deep down, he would come back into her arms.
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