However, she speaks of nothing—any woe remaining in silence.

eyelids closed to allow herself ease from her usually busy affairs.

As the melody sounded gently from her chords, the Princess knelt down to a bush of honey coloured flowers — a delicate hand reaching out to smell.

For a moment, the melody paused as she smelt the flower calmly. She took a moment to bask in it, +

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⠀⠀ my name is lotus⠀⠀♡

⠀⠀⠀• friendly writer!
⠀⠀⠀• adult writer . 21+
⠀⠀⠀• they/them .
⠀⠀⠀• 10+ years of writing
⠀⠀⠀experience .
⠀⠀⠀• n/sfw | strictly no lewd .
⠀⠀⠀(please, do not ask. I will
⠀⠀⠀not write it.)
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and kind.

A hand raises, resting atop her chest as she politely bows, her movements rooted in gracious gesture.

“ I am Zelda, Princess of Hyrule. ”

Dark Lord himself, but something of him was different than the one she knew.

She knew he was not of this place.

“ Where is it you come from? ” She asks, her tone embedded with composed authority.

exposed itself as a light shade of pink on the tips of her pointed ears.

“ Your concern is appreciated. However, you are familiar, yet I have never seen you before. Whoa re you? ”

She asks, her voice holding space with a more calm and gentle tone.

gloved hands rising to her gown, brushing off any debris. How embarrassing.

“ I promise, I'm well. It appears I fell asleep while seated here. ”

She did her very best to remain composed, standing to her feet whilst adjusting herself. However, such embarrassment +