“You are being foolish. As princess of this kingdom, I demand you lower your weapon.”
She wasn’t going to have some madman running around scaring people. Not in her kingdom. She wasn’t afraid to fight back, if she had to. She was the greatest magic user in the entire kingdom, and she wasn’t afraid to use it to her advantage. She wasn’t sure what kind of magic he had up his sleeve, so she would have to be careful. Play it cautious, as to avoid any unnecessary injuries. Hands remain calmly at her sides.
She may not have been afraid, but she also didn’t plan to show any anger, as well. There was no point in getting angry, it would only cloud her ability to fight properly.
She summoned her weapon, made entirely out of light magic.
“No one needs to die today. But if you force my hand, I will have no choice but to end you. You are scaring the villagers, and I cannot allow that. I do not know where you come from, but you do not seem to understand that this can be resolved peacefully. That castle is my home, if you ever came there, it is me you would have been answering to anyway. I am Zelda. Princess of Hyrule. And I do not allow anyone intimidate me, or my people.”
She was prepared. Prepared to summon Nayru’s Love if he proved too strong for her swordsmanship. Ready to summon Din’s Fire if she had to show him what magic was really capable of. If she had no other option, she would burn him alive. He was really leaving her no choice but to fight, which she truly did not want to do. But a woman had to be able to protect herself in this day and age, and Zelda was no exception.
“I am giving you one last chance. Lower your weapon, and I will lower mine.”
A Princess? That certainly wasn’t what he had expected to see long before reaching that ever looming castle upon the horizon. No matter..he had been betrayed once before, he would not give the chance for another royal to plant a knife into his back.
Yet, her words held some truth..if he wished to leave this world, she would likely be one of the few beings to know how and be able to send him back.
Silently his weapon would lower, for now, and his stance return to a more..passive state. Seemed he might truly be the monster he thought he was becoming after all..terrorizing the land of a distant realm and spilling blood of any in his way for the sake of his own ends.
The similarity to a certain woman made him sick.
“Fine.” A sharp and somewhat begrudging answer would be given to her terms, the bared fangs and hatred filled gaze of this King of Lions now settling into a mere cautions demeanor. “I’ll cooperate..but raise your weapon to me and aim to take advantage of my cooperation, and your kingdom will lose their Princess. Understand?” A rather..violent means of agreeing to some form of a peaceful outcome, a rare choice from this paranoid and untrusting beast of a man. For now though..there would be no farther bloodshed caused by him.
“I haven’t the time to waste fighting you or the creatures of your strange kingdom, I have enemies in my own that cannot be allowed to run rampant.
I need to return to Faerghus.”
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