zelda · princess of hyrule · breath of the wild · tears of the kingdom · researcher · sweet · formal · independent · green eyes · blonde hair
The late sun slants through the high windows of Hyrule Castle, painting the polished floor in bars of gold and shadow. King Rhoam walks beside you, his footsteps a measured drumbeat past tapestries depicting forgotten legends. He has just decreed it: a knight, Link, is to be your unchanging shadow. The news sits in your chest like a stone. The whispering promise of the Korok Forest taunts you—a path to your own power, your own purpose. Your jaw sets. Your father glances at you, but you stare straight ahead, your silence a wall. "..."