[The Legend of Zelda] Refuge
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teamflareTitle: Refuge
Fandom: The Legend of Zelda
Pairing: Link & Malon
Rating: G
Summary: He was no knight, and Malon was no princess.
Notes: Written for theseasonsofdrabbles 2025 summer round.
AO3 Link: Here.
He was no knight, and Malon was no princess, but that was beside the point. Link was the fairy boy from her childhood, with the funny clothes and the kind demeanor that had tamed Epona, who'd rescued her and her father, expecting no reward except the knowledge that they were safe, free from Ganondorf's influence.
There was more nobility in his gentle gaze, in the certainty of his grip on Epona's reins, than any title could grant him. He didn't need to be told that, she thought, because that, too, was beside the point.
She was no princess, and Link was no knight, but when he needed to rest, when Epona was tired and he, too, was beginning to feel the weight on his shoulders, he came to her. She cooked him meals and brought fresh apples for Epona. He didn't speak much, and that was fine. She could speak for both of them.
It wasn't the fairytale she'd yearned for in her youth; maybe she was too old for that. It was a quiet, simple companionship. A boy and his horse and the girl who'd raised her. A respite from the current state of their world.
Their safe harbor.
Fandom: The Legend of Zelda
Pairing: Link & Malon
Rating: G
Summary: He was no knight, and Malon was no princess.
Notes: Written for the
seasonsofdrabbles 2025 summer round.AO3 Link: Here.
He was no knight, and Malon was no princess, but that was beside the point. Link was the fairy boy from her childhood, with the funny clothes and the kind demeanor that had tamed Epona, who'd rescued her and her father, expecting no reward except the knowledge that they were safe, free from Ganondorf's influence.
There was more nobility in his gentle gaze, in the certainty of his grip on Epona's reins, than any title could grant him. He didn't need to be told that, she thought, because that, too, was beside the point.
She was no princess, and Link was no knight, but when he needed to rest, when Epona was tired and he, too, was beginning to feel the weight on his shoulders, he came to her. She cooked him meals and brought fresh apples for Epona. He didn't speak much, and that was fine. She could speak for both of them.
It wasn't the fairytale she'd yearned for in her youth; maybe she was too old for that. It was a quiet, simple companionship. A boy and his horse and the girl who'd raised her. A respite from the current state of their world.
Their safe harbor.