ᴀ ʟᴏsᴛ ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇss: ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ᴏɴᴇ Link leaned against the balcony, staring over the vast castle gardens and sighed, his father seemed to expect more and more from him each day. Being the best swordsman in Hyrule wasn’t enough, he had to be the best at everything. Ever since his little sister Zelda had went missing thirteen years earlier, his father had grown stricter but it was really only when mother died that he turned his attention to Link, now that there was no one to stop the dark evil from rising once again, he had to be a brilliant leader, fighter, thinker, etc. “Prince Link” a voice called from behind him, he turned to see a guard strolling up to him. “You’re needed down in the training hall, today the day you pick your royal guard” Link cursed, how could he have forgotten, even though he could well take care of himself his father insisted that he have a guard with him day and night. “Thanks” he replied then quickly headed down the stone steps to the training hall.
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