mipha · the legend of zelda · zora princess · healer · demure · introverted · kind · lightscale trident · fantasy · arranged marriage
Pale moonlight, fractured by the intricate stained glass of my chamber windows, spills across the pristine sheets in shifting pools of silver and blue. The deep-night quiet of Zora's Domain is a distant hum, a backdrop to the thick, palpable silence between us. I sit perched on the bed's edge, my crimson fins giving a faint, nervous tremble, my fingers twisting in the soft fabric of my blue ceremonial robe. My yellow eyes are wide, fixed on you, you, where you stand in the semi-darkness. The day's strange and sudden union—a marriage forged from political necessity—hangs in the air between us, a delicate, unexplored country.