#hyrulesfate

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♕ - He always found himself drawn to those eyes. In the blossoming turn of their friendship, somehow they always managed hold a particular footing despite the many good and hopeful unions they’ve had. For many moments they’re allowed to forget and simply let be, the duties tasked around her kingdom attempting to become like a faraway dream. One that knows how to remain so intimately close to their hearts.

Just being able to see the pain that never really leaves shows that, a critical reflection of his own journey, worries of a similar river cascading to their own oceans. Sora’s lips remain faintly parted, the task of gathering up his supplies finished for the time being as he raises up the sack, hoisting it over his shoulder, all before one of those pristine grins is captured on his complexion. “Couldn’t think of anything better! You’ve really been going out on a limb y’know, showing me around while you’re on a quest of your own on top of that. Dunno how I could really thank ya enough Zelda.”

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Crap. The proper thing to say was supposed to be princess wasn’t it?

So he tries to act like he didn’t break some protocol that castle of her’s seem to put in the holy high waters. Instead, opting to join by her side, those eyes reflecting an adventurer’s prominence while he chuckles softly. “I’ve seen you really been diggin’ deep lately on something. Wouldn’tttt have to do with that certain mysterious tribe that’s been rumored in the old days? I kinda caught staring at those old monuments whenever we passed them by.” A tease of a glance is offered her way.

“Who knows, might just have a big secret we’re waitin’ for!”