[It's... a reversal of the norm, and not something Zelda's entirely comfortable with, but she nods, taking a deep breath before beginning.]
Once upon a time, there was a young princess. She was curious and stubborn, but she had the perfect life. The land was at peace, she had a caring nanny, and her family was loved by their people.
One night, the princess had an awful dream of the destruction of her country by a cruel man. She had prophetic visions before, so she told her father, the king... but he wouldn't believe her. The man was a prince, and there were diplomatic matters to attend to. So the princess watched anxiously, and waited for the other figure in her dream, a light that shone through the darkness, to appear.
And he did. A young boy, no older than herself, snuck into her courtyard. He had awful dreams too, and together they resolved to save their country from destruction.
... I do not believe they truly realized what they were doing.
The boy went out and collected three stones they could use to protect the power the man sought, and the princess remained to keep the final key safe. ... But while the boy was out, the man started a coup, killing the king he had sworn allegiance to.
The princess ran for safety, the man on her heels, and at the last minute, she gave that final key to the boy, telling him to go through with their plan. Then she disappeared. The boy did as he was told, but something they never expected happened. The boy was put to sleep for seven years, and in that time, the man seized the power the princess wanted to keep from him, allowing him to take her kingdom.
[There's a moment of solemn silence here, with obvious regret in her eyes.]
... After seven years had passed, the boy, now grown, awoke and beat back the darkness that had enveloped the kingdom. The princess, an adult now as well, reappeared, and began working on atoning for her mistakes. Her perfect life was gone, and her foolishness had cost so many lives... but even now, she works, hoping that one day her sins will be absolved.
[Again, there's quiet, but this time in conclusion. She bites her lip, trying to find the words...]
I suppose... what I am trying to say is: maybe there will be no one there to make right choices with. And maybe there will be some that will never forgive you. But you have to try. You have to try, or else nothing will change.
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Once upon a time, there was a young princess. She was curious and stubborn, but she had the perfect life. The land was at peace, she had a caring nanny, and her family was loved by their people.
One night, the princess had an awful dream of the destruction of her country by a cruel man. She had prophetic visions before, so she told her father, the king... but he wouldn't believe her. The man was a prince, and there were diplomatic matters to attend to. So the princess watched anxiously, and waited for the other figure in her dream, a light that shone through the darkness, to appear.
And he did. A young boy, no older than herself, snuck into her courtyard. He had awful dreams too, and together they resolved to save their country from destruction.
... I do not believe they truly realized what they were doing.
The boy went out and collected three stones they could use to protect the power the man sought, and the princess remained to keep the final key safe. ... But while the boy was out, the man started a coup, killing the king he had sworn allegiance to.
The princess ran for safety, the man on her heels, and at the last minute, she gave that final key to the boy, telling him to go through with their plan. Then she disappeared. The boy did as he was told, but something they never expected happened. The boy was put to sleep for seven years, and in that time, the man seized the power the princess wanted to keep from him, allowing him to take her kingdom.
[There's a moment of solemn silence here, with obvious regret in her eyes.]
... After seven years had passed, the boy, now grown, awoke and beat back the darkness that had enveloped the kingdom. The princess, an adult now as well, reappeared, and began working on atoning for her mistakes. Her perfect life was gone, and her foolishness had cost so many lives... but even now, she works, hoping that one day her sins will be absolved.
[Again, there's quiet, but this time in conclusion. She bites her lip, trying to find the words...]
I suppose... what I am trying to say is: maybe there will be no one there to make right choices with. And maybe there will be some that will never forgive you. But you have to try. You have to try, or else nothing will change.