“You chose to save me.. why?” She asked softly finally breaking her silence besides her breath and ravenous eating. Her wound had siphoned her desire to eat now that it was somewhat numbed she wanted more..
Zelda winced at his words first and then again at his touch the numbing feeling of her wound let her release a relaxed huff of air. Luckily for Zelda the worn cloak was warm enough to keep her from the storm and she was able to cover the light of her glowing Triforce +
Far and away from what a royal might eat for dinner. But it was nourishment, and that was what mattered. An apple was presented before Zelda, the red of the fruit pale in comparison to Dark Link's eyes.
The Royal proper woman that was there before was gone as she reached into the sack to grab at pieces of bread and force some into her mouth. The cold air around her felt as though it was fended off as she ate. Zelda took deep breaths…+
Her hand weakly touching the side of his arm as she let him know she lived. For now the Princess couldn’t care less about her people for the future itself was at risk. Demise was awaiting his return and Hylia herself was at risk of perishing. “Link…” she whimpered softly.
Zelda writhed on the worn bedroll which seemed more like loose cloth on the hard floor of the ground. Her eyes squeezed shut as though she were in pain, she had narrowly escaped Gannon’s attempt at her life. Her body was struggling to recover from the darkness that scared her. +
-for the gods to decide however. The shade had his own priorities, and valued a traveling companion's needs over a strangers-even if the boon would have been declined in other circumstances.
For the time being, he simply kept a vigil over her with his back againt the stone wall.
Zelda was deeply wounded, a wound that went deeper than flesh alone, her connection to the Gods were tempting to be severed. But she knew she must live. As she awoke her eyes came to the Dark Courage and she reached for him. +