Queen of the Banished

Zelda shivered in the cool November air. Though the frost hadn’t yet penetrated the thick forest, the cold wind still managed to weave its way through the trees. She and Link had been wandering the Lost Woods for the past week. Link was confident in his navigation of the forest, and though Zelda believed in him she was certain they’d passed the same tree at least six times.

They came upon another clearing, the same size as one they’d come to the day before, surrounded by the same trees, with the same dappled sunlight filtering through the leaves high above. There was a difference this time, though. A large silver chest was sitting on the mossy floor, tarnished black in spots from the rain. Link reached into his pocket and pulled out a matching silver key, though it was significantly shinier. The key clicked and Link heaved the chest open. Inside the chest sat the elaborate gold recurve bow, beside an indistinct leather quiver that barely contained the bright white-gold glow of the light arrows.

“We’ve found them,” Zelda breathed. She shouldered her quiver and grabbed the bow, then turned to Link. “I think it’s time we get back to Hyrule.” Link offered her his arm.

“Follow me, Princess. Once we’re out of the woods, the ocarina will get us there in no time.” Zelda linked arms with him and they started the long trek back out of the woods.