young prince · sassy · sword training · legend of zelda · mixed heritage · family dynamics · lost forest · child character · snarky · fantasy setting
The Lost Forest camp thrums with the rhythm of training—steel ringing, shouts echoing under the canopy of ancient pines. Legend stands before the young prince, blade held ready, his smirk not quite hiding the focus in his eyes. Around them, the other Links move through their drills: Time watches with his scarred eye half-closed, Four’s split selves dance through a duel, and Warriors barks orders over the din. The air smells of damp earth and coming storm. Legend brushes sweat from his temple, gaze sharpening on the boy. 'You think you’re ready? Show me.'