Link flew through the grounds, all thought of secrecy forgotten as he scored a direct hit on each Gerudo female. He made his way to the upper floor and made a flying dismount from Epona, causing a flurry of dust where his brown leather boots met the floor. He made his way through the fortress, following the increasingly desperate screams, where he found Seard covered in blood and cowering away from a particularly strong-looking Gerudo woman who was about to deliver his death blow. Link brought up his Master Sword, Raised is shield and-

 I will try and update my Zelda 

A pale pointed face stared out the shadows. As his indigo blue eyes grew accustomed to the twilight, he recognized a pink blush on her cheeks, and counted seven freckles on her nose.

Her blonde hair lay rumpled on her shoulders, and her silk dress was ragged and torn. But her eyes were clear, eyes he knew, eyes he trusted, no-one had such beautiful eyes as she.

Link the seventh looked into the eyes of  Princess Zelda.

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His sword was heavy on his weary arm, and his shield a tedious liability instead of a invaluable aid. Link brushed his sunlight-yellow hair off his indigo eyes. He had been looking forward to infiltrating the Gerudo's Fortress for ages, and yet what now?His 'bodyguards' get all the fun. Zelda called them bodyguards, Link called them idiots. Especially Seard, he was always bumbling  about something or other. In fact, the fortress was now a hive of screaming.

Whistling a quiet tune on his ocarina, Epona came bounding up obediently, quietening when she digested the situation. Placing himself on the saddle, he took back paths to the back door fortress.

Because he'd bet his hat that it was Seard screaming in there.