Creative Writing: A Day In The Kingdom Of Hyrule

It was a beautiful day in the Kingdom of Hyrule. The city was lively, people were running errands, some women had gathered at the fountain to exchange the newest gossip, and far away from them, in the castle gardens, Princess Zelda of Hyrule sighed deeply.
This day, as always, was busy for her. Meetings with nobles from countries far away, lessons in history, science, languages, geography, mathmatics, curtsy, smile, repeat. An endless cycle of endlessly boring activities that “required her attendance”, as Impa had said. But now, she had two hours for herself. Just two hours to breathe, to recover, to let the muscles of her face rest, until it all started anew.
Something in a bush nearby rustled, and Zelda jumped on her feet. As the princess, she

,,Sometimes, your antics are really hard to bear. Have I ever told you that?“
,,Not that I’d recall.” He laughed and dropped himself to the ground next to her, taking a deep breath. ,,Ah… it smells like grass here. Grass and flowers. I like that smell.“
Those words confused her, until she remembered that Ganondorf lived in a desert, were there was not much grass to emitt this scent she knew so well. ,,Don’t worry. My father will soon make peace with your people; then you can all move to Hyrule, and soon, you will be sick of the smell of grass.”
,,If only", he growled bitterly and closed his golden eyes. For a moment, none of the two said anything, and Zelda took the occasion to look at him a little closer.
For someone his age, his muscles were already well defined. There was no doubt that he could lift her on his shoulder withough any problem. Yes, he was handsome. Very much so, and the thought made Zelda blush.
Don’t, she reprimanded herself. He has been your best friend for years now. Your father would never allow such a connections. Just think about what the people would say. There are so many reasons why this feeling is