It would be days later before Link had finally seen the request made by Zelda's moogle companion. The road alongside his childhood friend had been rocky even before arriving in Aquares Ixen, and Kopula had seen to make the journey all the more arduous. It was a fact that Link was not the most reliable, nor the wisest, and he had often wondered why it was that he had been so blessed to even know so much as an ounce of her affection and compassion. But to constantly hear the dissatisfaction from a partner dear and near to her? Something had to be done.

Evening came, and with it meant that Zelda would soon be home. Their schedules had kept their contact to a bare minimum, outside of a passing and exchanging a tight embrace before wishing one another a "good day". However, his knight's pride, let alone his pride as the chosen hero, was now in debate. With a copy of the letter, Link waited in the main quarters of their house, watching as the moments passed by on the clock hanging from the far wall, waiting to Zelda to arrive home.