Hyrule's War ch.4

Planning
Zelda

I sat at my desk, only drinking the milk that was served with dinner. Link still tried to get me to eat everything.
"You need your strength. Eat," he kept saying.
He was only picking at his food, but he still ate some.
I ignored his encouragements. I sat still, sipping my milk.
"Are you mad at me?"
I looked at him. He looked guiltstricken.
"Why would I be mad?"
"I spun you, even though I know you hate it."
I laughed. I forgot all about that!
"No. I'm not angry at you. I'm just scared."
I put down my milk and put my hands on my lap. Link took one of them in his.
"It'll be fine. We're going to have a plan, unlike last time. We're more experienced in fighting, unlike last time. And if I can, I'm going to make sure no one has to die this time," he said, gripping my hand.
I smiled and sent him to his room.
"Why?" he asked.
"'You need your strength'" I said, adding air quotes.
Link sighed, patted me on the head and left.
I instantly regretted sending him away, wanting his company again.
Wanting the warmth of his hand.

Link
I stared out my window, watching the birds fly around in pairs.
It must be mating season.
I decided to take a walk around the courtyard. It was as easy as ever to sneak past the guards. That's what made the walk fun.
Zelda said that my new sword should be ready by tomorrow.
I pulled out the Gilded Sword and stared at it. It's been with me for five years. But it was getting smaller. And weaker.
I wonder if I could get the Master Sword again. I'm as old as I was before. I shouldn't be held in the Sacred Realm again.
But I shouldn't take the chance.
I took Epona out of the stables, and we went on a ride around Hyrule Field. There were no disturbances, except for a couple of Poes.
Until I fell off my horse.
"Shit," I said. I never fall off my horse.
I cut through the trees behind me in a fit of anger.
And to my surprise, there was a passage. With a path and fence and everything.
Should I risk it? What could happen, anyway? I'm the Hero of Time!

Zelda
I sat in front of my window, staring out at Hyrule Field, when Link appears out of nowhere on Epona.
I watched as he ran around. Then he fell off Epona. I could almost hear him swear.
Then he randomly cut through the surrounding forest. And entered it.
I changed into a tunic, grabbed my bow, and snuck out.
I found the hole he made. It had a fence and a path. It looked pretty old.
Should I follow him? Should I risk injury, or even worse, death in the passage?
I decided that I'm well armed, and can take care of myself. This might even be a good warm up to the soon coming battles.
When I went in, I almost immediately regretted it. There where eerie sounds coming from every direction.
Then I was suddenly surrounded by Stalfos.
I tried to fight them off, but a bow's not a very good weapon against them.
"Link!" I screamed.
I kept shooting, and shooting when one inexplicably died.
I turned around and saw Link fighting them off. My eyes filled with tears.
When he defeated them all, he almost slapped me. His arm went up, and his eyes were filled with anger. He paused, and his arm went down.
"Why did you follow me?" he asked harshly.
"I–I just wondered where you went."
"Someone is trying to kill you, and you go out into the field, unprotected."
I said nothing. I just looked at the ground.
"What if it was a trap? What if it wasn't me? What if I didn't hear you?"
The tears flowed down my face. I couldn't think of those what-ifs.
Link's face softened, "Anyway, I found a secret passage to Cyrle. C'mon."

Link
I took Zelda's hand and led her through the passage.
When we reached the end, we saw the bright lights. A telltale sign that Cyrle is close by.
Cyrle is a pretty place at night. During the day, it's gray and bland. But at night, no place shines brighter than Cyrle. Every house is lit, every building bright.
Every where you look, there's a light. Be it blue or red or green, and maybe the usual yellow and orange of flame there'll be a light everywhere you turn.
But the people of Cyrle never see the stars. No one dares to venture out once the lights are put out. Because of all this light, the people have a fear of darkness.
But, we can use this light as an advantage. We just have to figure out everything.
"Wow," said Zelda, "Who would've thought, right when we need it, a passage to Cyrle."
I nodded, "Should we go in?"
"No. It's too risky. We're dressed in Hylian style. We'd be seen in an instant."
We headed back, excited to tell Impa about this new secret.
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"Amazing!" Impa cried at this news, "I'll have to investigate tomorrow. We may be able to implant a base in the forest..."
Impa went off muttering. She sent a page to bring us a map of Cyrle and the building plan of it's castle.
When we got the plans, Zelda pored over them, making sure to take in every detail.
After almost twenty minutes, she found something.
"Link! Link, look! There's a secret passage from Cyrilya Lake into the castle dungeon!"
I winced at the sound of dungeon. For a long time, dungeon is equal to temple which is equal to a whole lot of trouble.
"Zelda..." I started, but Zelda cut me off.
"Don't worry, Link. I'm sure it's nothing like the temples and dungeons you've had to do."
I gave her head a pat. "If it is, you owe me fifty rupees."
She laughed, and we agreed on the bet.
"We should wait for Impa to discuss a plan to get Rylu out," Zelda stated, rolling up the plans.
When dinner came around, she actually ate it. All of it. Then asked for seconds!
Knowing we have somewhat of a plan must make her less nervous.
When Impa came back, we discussed our real plan.
"I say, we get some Cyrillian clothes and sneak to the lake. Then we use the passage to get into the dungeon," Impa suggested, "Unless, you don't want me to come."
Zelda and I talked this over, and decided that we'd be faster with just the two of us. Impa sighed, and got back to telling us how dangerous it will be if we get caught.
"Maybe we should change out hair colors. Then no one can possibly tell who we are," Zelda tried.
"That... maybe what we're looking for! Think about it, almost no one in Cyrle has blonde hair like you two. I will ask the chefs for all their dye and berry juice later. What else would we need?" said Impa.
"A way to conceal our weapons. The Cyrillian clothes aren't that concealing. How could I hide my sword and Zelda's bow?" I said, after a long silence.
"Link, I already have that taken care of."

Zelda
Impa is amazing! She made a new sword for Link, as I requested, but she made a new bow for me!
"Now, watch," she said, and she put her hands on the top and bottom of my bow. She pushed them together, and the bow shrunk!
Impa pulled them apart, and it grew to full size again.
"Wow, Impa. You've really outdone yourself this time," said Link with awe.
"Here, Link. Try out your new sword. I like to call it the Fyre Sword."
"Why's that?"
"Try it in the training ground, and you'll see," Impa answered with a smile.
I watched as Link swung his sword. Still, nothing amazing happened. It was like an ordinary sword.
"What's wrong with the Fyre Sword?" Link asked, angrily.
On the word "fyre," The sword glowed orange. The orange reminded me of the sunset.
Link gasped, and swung again. The moment the sword touched the dummy, it set on fire.
Impa smiled, "Good. It didn't take you long to figure out the secret. The Fyre Sword, will be your light in dark places. If you change it to the size of a dagger, it will be just as good as a candle. When in it's fyre state, it will burn whatever it touches, so I suggest you be careful."
"How do I change it back?"
"Whisper, 'sleep' into it's helm. It will change back into it's normal silver color. I've made sure to give you a sword with the most use during this mission. Now, I will let you decide on when you want to go. Be it tomorrow or next month, I will not interfere," said Impa, leaving us alone in the training ground.
"So?" Link asked.
"I say, the day after tomorrow. We need to finalize the plans, pack food, and get the clothes."
Link nodded, and he walked over and hugged me.
The word I'm supposed to use (or so Impa says) is embrace. But embrace is too formal for Link.
Link is warm and gentle, and he smells of the wildflowers we used to pick together.
"I want to tell you something," he said.
I nodded. There was a really long pause.
He sighed, and said, "Remember, if I get caught, don't try to save me. I'll manage to escape on my own. But don't give up on me either. I'll be back by your side in no time. I'll always be there to protect you."
He kissed my forehead, and told me he was going to bed.
Only once he was gone did I say what I wanted to say to him.
"I love you..."