The New Chronicles of Hyrule: Two Suns

Night fell on Hyrule, though the work on the castle didn't cease. People were still hauling away rubble, while others had gone to the quarry where the stone for the castle was originally mined, to carve out more of the gargantuan blocks to repair the castle. Tyras stood atop a high tower, leaning against the parapet as he looked down upon the people far below, toiling away with determination to repair his home. His mother had patched up his arm, and his ribs were still sore, but otherwise, he was fine. At least, physically. His mind and emotions were reeling, though. He'd kissed Kura. And she'd kissed back. What did that mean? He sighed, closing his eyes as his forehead fell against the sturdy stone with a dull thump.

"Tyras?"

Blue eyes snapped open again as he blinked, whipping around to look at his cousin. Kisa smiled faintly, though it quickly faded away as she hurried over to the princeling, her expression concerned. He crossed his arms, leaning back against the parapet as he sighed. "Hi, Kisa."

"Tyras.. I heard about what happened..." Before he could protest, the surprisingly touchy-feely Gerudo girl had wrapped him in a light hug. He didn't push her away, though. Whether or not he would admit it, he needed this comfort right now. "Are you okay?"

"I'm.. confused. I don't know what to think. We've been skirting around the issue of my feelings for her since we were children." Frowning, he lightly stroked Kisa's hair, then gently pried her arms from around him, and turned to face the wall again, looking out and down at the ground far below. "..Who did you hear from?"

"Kura..." She nibbled fitfully on her lower lip, nodding in affirmation when he looked over his shoulder at her. "She's just as confused as you are. You two need to talk."

Frowning, Tyras raked a hand back through his disheveled brown locks, then shook his head. "I can't. Not.. not after..." He growled, pushing back from the parapet and turned to the door, yanking it open and starting inside at a brisk walk.

"Tyras, wait!" Kisa was stunned by his sudden departure, and hurried after him. "Where are you going?"

"To talk to Mother."

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Zelda was deep in conversation with the head builder when the door to her study opened, and she jumped, looking over at Tyras with wide eyes. The look on his face, paired with the bewildered, concerned one of Kisa behind him, made her reconsider yelling at him. A single gesture directed the mason to leave, even while indication Tyras and Kisa should enter. As soon as the mason was gone, the cousins entered, closing the door behind them while the queen approached. "Tyras, what is wrong?"

"Mother..." He frowned, fingers curling and uncurling in frustration before he continued. "I want to marry Kura."

Kisa gasped, and Zelda's eyes widened in shock. Was he serious? With his hues fixed on the stone beneath their feet, she lifted a hand and pressed her fingertips to his chin, lifting his eyes to hers. The sadness she saw within them made her heart lurch. How could she not have seen this before? "..Tyras.. if Kura would consent..."

"You do not need Kura's consent." All three of them jumped when that unexpected voice was heard. Sheik tried to stifle his amusement as he emerged from the shadows, bowing at the waist to the royal family and thankful his face covering hid his smile. "Forgive me, I did not mean to startle you."

Tyras completely ignored the apology, jumping on what Sheik had said with fervor in his voice. "What do you mean, we don't need Kura's consent?"

"I am her father. The Queen is your mother. We can simply arrange an engagement. Neither of you need consent.. though I am aware your consent is not the problem, Prince Tyras." Despite his hidden smirk, it was easily heard in his wry tone. He waited in silence then, to see how those present would react.

"..That.. is a despicable thing to do." Kisa scoffed, then turned on her heel and left the room angrily. If Kura didn't want to marry Tyras, she shouldn't have to! She needed to talk to her father about this.

The remaining royals and Sheikah watched her leave, then returned to their discussion as Zelda considered Sheik's words. Crossing her arms as she frowned, she weighed the decision carefully. "..I cannot find anything wrong with this proposal, though I would insist their engagement last for a full year before they wed."

"That is acceptable to me. Do you agree?" Sheik glanced at Tyras, who nodded emphatically. The Sheikah man chuckled, then extended his hand to Zelda. "Then it shall be so, Queen Zelda."

"It shall be so, indeed. Sheik, would you like to tell your daughter?" She arched a brow when the Sheikah man shook his head. She couldn't say she blamed him.. Kura would probably try to decapitate whoever told her.

"I believe I will leave that task to the Prince, if you do not mind. I need to speak with my son. I bid you both a good evening." Bowing slightly, Sheik turned and walked into the shadows, disappearing within moments. Tyras stood for a moment, simply staring out the window. He couldn't believe it. He was engaged to Kura. A grin curled across his lips, and he whooped in joy, picking up his mother in a tight hug.

"Thank you, Mother! I'll go tell Kura immediately!" Before Zelda could respond, Tyras had set her down and taken off at a run. Her nose wrinkled, and she sighed as she shook her head.

"..I think you will find your intended is not quite so thrilled with this news, my son."

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Kura was sitting in the room reserved for her in the castle, reading a book in the light of candles, when she heard a knock on her door. Brilliant crimson hues rose from the pages as a silvery brow arched, and she marked her page before setting the book aside. "Come in."

Her eyes widened when the door burst open to reveal Tyras, who swept inside and rushed over to the edge of her bed. "Kura, I have wonderful news."

"..You do?" She was immediately suspicious. Tyras looked too happy. She suddenly got the feeling she wasn't going to like what he had to say at all.

"Sheik and Mother have decided that we're to be engaged for a year, then we can wed!" Tyras should've known when her features paled that Kura was far from pleased with the information. The abrupt bang of the door slamming shut made his grin vanish, and his eyes widened when he found himself on the floor. He'd forgotten she'd inherited her mother's ability to move things with her mind...

"They.. did.. what?" Her words were like ice as she rose from the bed, hands fisting at her sides, while glaring down at Tyras. As he scrambled to his feet, she hissed at him, closing the distance between them to uncurl hands and give him a shove backwards. "They can't do that! I'm not some child who can't make her own decisions! How dare they!"

"Please, Kura, they did it at my insistence." When the notorious brilliant lavender aura flared up around her petite form, Tyras realized that was not the right thing to say.

"..You went to your mother, and my father, who you know I can't stand, to ask for my hand, rather than coming to me yourself? What, are you such a coward that you thought I would say no, and would rather take the matter entirely out of my hands?" She snarled, and spat at his feet as that aura lashed out, giving him another shove backwards. "You're despicable, Tyras."

He knew she was right, but that didn't change the fact that he was now quite angry at being called despicable. Eyes narrowed as he growled, and rushed forward, grabbing her upper arms and giving her a small shake. "You're being ridiculous, Kura. It would've happened eventually, why not just accept it?"

"Because you should have come to me, you pompous Moblin's ass!" The aura faded, but she was still angry, evident by the enraged sparkle in red eyes. What she wasn't expecting was for him to abruptly kiss her. She yanked away from his lips and out of his grip, glaring up at him.. only to fist her fingers in his hair, and pull him down into a heated kiss.

Tyras was stunned by the unexpected action, but he didn't complain. His hands began caressing her sides and down to her hips as he pushed her back into the wall next to her bed. The click of the heavy deadbolt on the door barely registered; he was too concerned with the way she tasted, her lips parting beneath his as their tongues met in a fervent duel for dominance that the prince soon won.

The Sheikah girl was far from idle, though. Her fingers untangled themselves from his hair, beginning to wander down his body. She soon found the top of his breeches, and tugged his shirt free from them, breaking the kiss and yanking the material off and over his head. Her lips then latched onto his shoulder, biting hard enough to leave a mark. His groan made her tremble, and though she was still angry, all thoughts of vengeance for his cowardly actions fled from her mind.

Their hands seemed everywhere at once, clothes flying across the room as they made their way to the bed, before finally their bare forms tumbled onto the soft mattress. The prince ended up beneath the pale-skinned girl looking up at her in surprise as she sat straddling his stomach. Leaning down, she kissed him almost violently while her hips shifted backwards; he groaned when he felt his length surrounded by tight muscle, hotter than he'd thought it would be.

Drawing back, fiery eyes blazed down into icy ones while her hands planted on his chest. Their movements were slow, awkward at first, but as passion grew and anger began to fade, instinct took over, guiding them in the ageless dance of love. Raking her nails down his torso hard enough to leave marks, Kura gasped when Tyras grabbed her hips and abruptly flipped her over, his weight holding her firmly against the bed. His hands then found hers, their fingers twining while he pressed into her, fast and hard, her leg curling around his hip and encouraging him. His lips fell to her neck, pressing kisses as he strove for the completion they both longed for.

Kura's scream of bliss was like music to his ears, but he wasn't given long to appreciate it, as the abrupt clenching of her channel around his hardness drew him into oblivion after her. They were both gasping as they returned to reality, and Tyras looked down at her, his dark eyes shining with the feelings he'd never been able to bring himself to profess. Kissing her softly, he wrapped his arms around her and rolled onto his side, dragging her into him and holding her close. He buried his face in her hair, murmuring quietly while savoring the sweet sound of her breathing in the silence. "I love you, Kura."

She didn't say anything. Her eyes closed, resembling sleep as even breaths feathered against his unruly hair. Eventually, he fell asleep, and only then did her eyes open. They stared blankly at the far wall for several moments as she pondered his words. Why couldn't he have come to her first? She couldn't deny she loved him. She had since they were both young. But in going to their parents.. he'd betrayed her trust. Sighing, she carefully extricated herself from his embrace, and slipped out of the bed, ignoring her discomfort as she donned her clothing and crept silently out of the room.

By the time she got to the stables, she was nearly running, with tears rolling down her cheeks. Quickly saddling her horse, she pulled herself up onto its back, then heeled it out of the stables, tearing out of the castle and through the city at a gallop.. oblivious to the eyes that watched her from above.

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"Where is Kura going?" Liru muttered as he watched his sister flee from the castle like a pack of Wolfos was snapping at her heels. Kura never ran unless she was really upset.. which meant either Tyras had angered her, or she'd had another run-in with their father.

"I don't doubt it has something to do with my cousin having his mother and your father arrange their engagement without her consent." His violet eyes widened, and Liru whipped around, to find himself facing an obviously unhappy Kisa. Then her words registered, and his brow furrowed.

"Tyras did what?" When Kisa simply nodded to confirm what she'd said before, Liru felt ready to explode with anger. "That bastard. I'll wring his bloody royal neck..."

Kisa shrugged, coming to stand next to Liru and watch the departing form of Kura on horseback. Horse and rider were no more than a light-colored speck on the darkness of Hyrule Field by this point, headed towards Kakariko Village. She knew the Sheikah girl was probably going to seek solace at her mother's tree. That was where they all went when they were upset.. Elenna had been an integral part of all their lives, and they were still reeling from the loss. Though Kisari would never admit it, she was jealous. Sighing, she pushed back from the parapet and turned to Liru, her lips smiling but her eyes sad. "Well, there's nothing to be done. We'll just have to accept it."

Liru frowned, wondering why her eyes didn't match her smile. When she made to go back inside, he gently grabbed her arm, pulling her around to face him. Those golden hues were shining brightly as she looked up at him, tanned features framed by rich red locks. Why had he never told her she was beautiful? She was like a goddess.. a goddess of the sand... His free hand lifted slowly, fingers worn from battle gently threading into her hair as his head lowered, lips pressing to hers in a soft kiss.

Kisa stared up at him with wide eyes and a disbelieving expression, unable to comprehend that he was kissing her. Liru, the boy she'd dreamed of since she was barely old enough to walk, was kissing her. Before she could kiss back, he pulled away, releasing her with an abashed expression. "Kisa, I'm.. sorry."

She blinked, then laughed. He was sorry? Rather than say anything, she simply shook her head, closing the small space between them and wrapping her arms around him, her cheek pressing to his chest. "Silly boy."

At that, Liru relaxed. Maybe, soon, it would be his time. For now.. he simply stood there, holding the Gerudo girl with a smile on his lips. His sister was a big girl.. she could take care of herself.

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Kura barely saw anything the whole ride back to Kakariko. She couldn't see through her tears as she collapsed at the base of her mother's tree, curling up in a fetal position and hiding her face in her hands. "Mother.. what do I do, Mother..?"

"You will do nothing."

Kura stiffened at the voice, but before she could turn to see who had spoken, there was a searing pain at the base of her skull, and darkness was all she knew.