The princess lightly plucks each of its strings in no particular order. It has a softer, more earthly sound than Link expected from a harp. Yet, even so, each note seems to echo like it is the most important in history.
Maybe it's just in his head?
The boy relaxes, shutting his eyes. He considers he shouldn't stare, as he tends to do.
But as he listens, the scattered notes begin to stumble themselves towards a melody. He hardly notices until it sounds like a full lullaby, and by then it is joined by singing.
Zelda sings, and her voice is… hard to describe. Link is unsure if the choir of statues behind her could compete. It is like he can hear the rare stray sunbeams that poke through the clouds when a long winter falls away.
A sudden heat wells up in Link's face. He could listen to her forever.
Untold Myths: Triforce Event
Story: The Mage's Lantern