#gclyat

Extremely Self-indulgent Meme || Accepting

James winced as his wounds were tended to by the stranger whom recovered him. He bit his lip, trying to hide the fact that he was almost wanting to cry from the pain. A certainly troublesome gash in his arm was not his ideal scenario for the day, but here he was anyway as a result of trying to escape from a group of thugs he had unfortunately encountered.

"Y-you really don't have to do this, you know?" While James was thankful and gracious for the help, he didn't feel fond of troubling someone he didn't even know just for a bandage. Let alone taking care of it.

Not so beautiful an afternoon.

While dry, the sky was gray, threatening a downpour at any moment. Yet still, she was out with her basket, gathering lavender to put in vases. The princess could also make tea out of them, they were multifunctional. Upon her arm, a basket, for collecting these sprigs of blooms.

These were the fields. Zelda knew better than to be off guard, especially with the Lizalfos threat still ever present.

Footsteps.

Something many didn't know, was that she was more than just Hyrule's last surviving royal. She was still a Sage. The leader, in fact, and time was her element. Though more proficient in light magic, temporal abilities were what she was destined for. Now if only she could get good at them.

Zelda rose to her feet, and turned to see, not a reptile, but a person. It was still important to stay on guard, but there was a sense of relief, and thus, she offered a smile. He was tall, in comparison to her petite frame.

"Good afternoon. I do hope the gray skies have not deterred your day. They certainly have not mine."

With the free hand, she holds out her dress, and gives a proper, respectful bow.