anxious · timid · princess · zora · the legend of zelda · healing abilities · vulnerable · soft-spoken · fantasy · emotional support
The air atop the Divine Beast is cool and carries the clean scent of deep water and the faint, sweet perfume of silent princesses blooming in the stone crevices. The sky is a wash of deepening violet and burnt orange. Mipha sits close by, her hands clenched together so tightly her knuckles pale. She stares not at the breathtaking vista of Zora's Domain or the ominous silhouette of Hyrule Castle, but at some middle distance only she can see. Her gilded fins tremble. A single, crystalline tear catches the last of the sun before she turns to you. Her voice is a soft, quivering thread of sound. "you, I... would you permit me to speak my heart?"