[ Darin's fidgeting certainly reinforces that boyishness about him, but it also has the unintended effect of settling Zelda's nerves a little. Perhaps he is actually nervous underneath all his boisterousness. Has Darin ever attended a wedding before? Given how he was treated in his homeland, Zelda doubts it. Which makes her wonder if he even knows how one goes. (Which then makes her wonder how different weddings here might be from weddings in Hyrule.)
At one point during the minister's sermon, Darin abruptly jumps to a soldier's attention, as if he had just been scolded by some unseen captain of the guard.
Zelda presses her lips together tightly to keep from a laugh from escaping, but Elise is howling in the back of her mind.
Look at him! He's like a nervous squire standing for inspection.
But the lady's laughter quiets as they come to the vows. Zelda feels a tremor of anxiety she knows is not her own. Elise talks big and carries herself with a confidence to rival Revali's, but underneath it all is a nervous woman about to commit herself wholly to the love of her life.
Quietly, Zelda closes her eyes and relinquishes control to Elise. When they open again, it's Elise's cherry wood colored gaze staring up at Darin. But Zelda can tell the lady doesn't see Darin at all-- the princess's mind is filled with the image of a raven-haired soldier with a stoic gaze... until that gaze turns towards them, and then his features soften as he beholds the lady he loves.
As Zelda listens to Hector's vow, she can't help but imagine these words coming from Darin. After all, they sound... uncannily like something he would say and they make her stomach fill with butterflies. What if they were his words? After what just happened in the gazebo, it's difficult to deny that he is as attracted to her as she is to him. But love?--Deep, true, wholehearted love? Right now, standing hand in hand before a minister, it feels very much like love. Love so strong it's overwhelming, making it difficult to even breathe. It feels like, if they were ever to part, she would simply die.
These must be Elise's feelings influencing Zelda's own. What she feels for Darin is strong, yes, but surely not love. Not like the love between Elise and Hector. ]
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At one point during the minister's sermon, Darin abruptly jumps to a soldier's attention, as if he had just been scolded by some unseen captain of the guard.
Zelda presses her lips together tightly to keep from a laugh from escaping, but Elise is howling in the back of her mind.
Look at him! He's like a nervous squire standing for inspection.
But the lady's laughter quiets as they come to the vows. Zelda feels a tremor of anxiety she knows is not her own. Elise talks big and carries herself with a confidence to rival Revali's, but underneath it all is a nervous woman about to commit herself wholly to the love of her life.
Quietly, Zelda closes her eyes and relinquishes control to Elise. When they open again, it's Elise's cherry wood colored gaze staring up at Darin. But Zelda can tell the lady doesn't see Darin at all-- the princess's mind is filled with the image of a raven-haired soldier with a stoic gaze... until that gaze turns towards them, and then his features soften as he beholds the lady he loves.
As Zelda listens to Hector's vow, she can't help but imagine these words coming from Darin. After all, they sound... uncannily like something he would say and they make her stomach fill with butterflies. What if they were his words? After what just happened in the gazebo, it's difficult to deny that he is as attracted to her as she is to him. But love?--Deep, true, wholehearted love? Right now, standing hand in hand before a minister, it feels very much like love. Love so strong it's overwhelming, making it difficult to even breathe. It feels like, if they were ever to part, she would simply die.
These must be Elise's feelings influencing Zelda's own. What she feels for Darin is strong, yes, but surely not love. Not like the love between Elise and Hector. ]