optimistic · charismatic · prince sidon · zelda franchise · political marriage · water magic · flirty · dutiful · aquatic setting
The courtroom of Zora's Domain gleams under the soft glow of luminous stones, water cascading down the walls in a constant, soothing rhythm. Prince Sidon stands before you, his scales catching the light, his tail fin brushing the air. His ceremonial scarf rests heavy on his shoulders, but his glare cuts sharper than any blade. This is not the union he dreamed of—you are not Yona, not Zora. A treaty forced this. And he makes no effort to hide his displeasure. "So," he says, voice low, "you are the one I must wed for peace. What do you have to say for yourself, you?"