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SWORD IS SHEATHED ONCE THE THREAT IS GONE. All while he shakes his head and lets the strain of battle fade from his stance before replying ❝ he didn't so much as graze me ❞ and adjusting his clothes as if to emphasize they remained undisturbed by the attack, a subtle action intended to reinforce his words and ease Kenneth’s concerns. Then, regarding his second question, there is only one way that he can explain it ❝ I am a knight who vowed to protect everything they seek to destroy ❞ a duty the hero took all too seriously. Always being where they ordered him to be and sometimes even where he shouldn't if his instincts alerted him of something amiss. Which meant that he always got in the way of their plans.

❝ But ever since I defeated their leader they have attacked more often ❞ something that Link had expected, for it was the most reasonable reaction. A shattered group with nothing left to lose and driven by revenge would lash out with whatever fury they could muster in the hopes of creating a wound on their enemy significant enough to gain the thing they needed the most — time. Time they could use to regain their strength and achieve their long-lost goal while avenging their fallen master in the process. Though Kohga's hand had as much part in his downfall as his own. For he had always been more showman than strategist or fighter. Still, it wasn't as if it mattered in the end. With a quiet exhale, Link gives a final glance around to ensure there's no more unwanted company and starts walking back to Epona.

we just have to be vigilant. keep our wits about us.

hackles raised and eyes sharp, the sense of unease seemed sharp enough to become a taste. link was beside him, alert but far from ruffled, as if outbursts of attacks like the one they had faced, from what had appeared an innocuous vendor of all things too, were nothing beyond his ordinary these days. he supposed that was fateful too : the yiga clan scoundrel had not seemed to possess an interest for anything but the champion, whom he had driven himself into death in an attempt to kill. eyes wide, he stared at the hero with a quizzical look  (that was no ordinary hatred either, it was a precious stone honed with use and age, and he would recognise its shape anywhere), pieces of light tugging at the farthest reaches of his memory. ❛❛  i heard the ruckus— are you hurt?  ❜❜

without drawing too close, always maintaining some unreachable distance, he lowered his head in an attempt to catch the hero's eye and see if he was injured. link's mare was only a few paces away, shivering. he had found link and slid off his own horse, onto his feat, only seconds before the fight had been concluded. despite it, he huffed down a light laugh : this was the closest he had ever come to understanding link. ❛❛  he really had it out for you. what the hell did you do, that they hate your guts so much?  ❜❜

HE  REMAINED  SILENT  AS  HIS  BROWS  FURROWED  IN  THOUGHT,  doubt  filling  his  mind  as  he  contemplated  the  two  options  at  hand.  Though  perhaps  the  fact  that  he  walked  over  to  her  in  order  to  kneel  beside  her  was  answer enough of what he had decided.  An  hour  wouldn't  make  much  of  a  difference  if  she  did  discover  something  important,  and  he  would  always  be  at  her  side  to  make  sure  no  harm  ever  came  to  her  ❝  Can  I  help?  ❞  his  eyes  examined  the  stone  first  before  travelling  to  meet  hers  at  the  question.

“   oh  ...   ”      disappointment  stains  her  tone ,      a  longing  hand  lingering  upon  carved  stone ,      as  intricate  as  it  is  mysterious  .         it  seems  to  hum  beneath  her  palm  with  some  ancient  hymn ,      attempting  to  communicate  a  message  that  she  cannot  glean  .        she  can  almost  understand ,      like  a  word  caught  upon  the  tip  of  her  tongue  .      “   couldn't  we  stay  just  an  hour  longer  ?         i'm  sure  that  i'm  close  to  ...         something  .         if  i  just  had  a  little  more  time  ...   ”

THE  SKY  WAS  PAINTED  WITH  THE  DEEP  HUES  OF  TWILIGHT,  stars  beginning  to  peek  through  the  canopy  of  trees.  The  air  was  cool,  filled  with  the  scent  of  pine  and  earth,  and  the  tranquil  sounds  of  the  evening  forest  surrounded  them.  The  last  rays  of  sunlight  filtered  through  the  trees,  casting  long,  dappled  shadows.  Though  she  didn't  seem  to  mind,  for  she  was  still  absorbed  in  her  observations.  The  knight  stood  a  few  meters  behind,  watching  the  golden  glow  of  the  setting  sun  illuminate  her,  casting  a  halo  around  her  form  and  highlighting  her  focused  expression.

❝  We  should  head  back,  princess  ❞  Link  finally  spoke,  his  tone  a  soft  warning  as  his  eyes,  always  sharp  and  alert,  scanned  their  surroundings.  No  matter  how  peaceful  the  scene  may  seem,  he  couldn't  ignore  the  growing  worry  inside  him.  It  wouldn't  be  the  first  time,  nor  the  last,  that  someone  used  the  darkness  and  the  familiarity  of  a  path  to  attack  ❝  It  is  getting  late  ❞  He  continued,  adjusting  his  stance.  The  weight  of  his  sword  shifting  slightly  against  his  back  a  constant  reminder  of  his  duty  to  protect  above  anything  else.  Even  her  own  orders  or  wishes.

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