Zelda's Secret Diary

Zelda’s Diary

by Moranos the Vala

This is the story of how a young Princess Zelda enslaved a young

peasant boy named Link. This story takes place a few years before the

events of Twilight Princess.

Chapter One

14 March, Year 1672 of the Third Age

Dear Diary,

Yesterday was my 15th birthday! It was an amazing day, but I wish

daddy wouldn’t go through so much fuss on my account. He makes me feel

like the luckiest girl in the world, but I have to remember what

mother told me: I can never loose sight of my own privilege. I should

be humble, and I should learn to care for all the subjects of the

realm of Hyrule.

Anyways... yeah, yesterday was the big party! I saw this cute boy

there, from the Ordon woods. I think his name was... Link? Yeah, it

was Link. He’d come to deliver a gift of some sort from the village,

and I made them let him stay for the party. He wouldn’t stop beaming

at me... he was rather adorable, but he’s only 9 or 10 years old.

Silly boy! I don’t know why I’m remembering this so much when there

were so many fun things happening all day. It was a festival! The

guards and knights did a huge demonstration, with sparring and

everything! But I still showed them up when it came to archery...

daddy wishes I wouldn’t do that, but I just love to shoot. And I’m

good at it! So there...

Anyway, today was actually just as interesting as my actual birthday.

Today was the day that Lady Impa gave me my own key to the secret

Royal library. It’s this rather grand room, deep and dark near the

foundations of the castle. There are scrolls and books and papers

going back thousands of years! It’s breathtaking to know that my

ancestors’ words are written there. I can’t wait to learn more... I

mean, I know the histories pretty well, and the stories about the

Goddess Hylia, the Sky People, the Hero of Time, the sealing of Ganon,

and the Sacred Realm. But I can’t wait to read it all in their own

words! I mean... hundreds of years ago, there was another Princess,

named Zelda! I’m so lucky to have been born into this family with its

amazing history.

Time for bed! I have to be ready for tomorrow.

15 March

Dear Diary,

I don’t even know where to begin. I was going through old scrolls from

the very beginning of the Third Age, from the time when Ganondorf was

executed for trying to steal the Triforce from the Sacred Realm. I

didn’t know... the Hero of Time, his name was Link. Just like that boy

from the other day. I thought it was probably nothing, but I went back

farther, and found records from even earlier, and the legendary hero

who fought Demise... his name was Link, too. And it was always some

peasant child, or fairy kid from the woods.

I need to see this boy again. I’m not sure what this is all about, but

I’m scared that something awful is going to happen, again.

Maybe I’ll tell the chef that I want pumpkin pie from those fantastic

pumpkins from the Ordon village...

16 March

Dear Diary,

I found some weird notes in the histories, more stuff I didn’t know

before. Ganondorf wasn’t killed. I mean, I would have had him

beheaded, but for some reason the seven sages decided to imprison him

in something called the Twilight Realm. I’m not sure what that is yet,

and I’m not sure I want to ask Impa about it yet either! She already

thinks I’m snooping around too much into things that are too grown-up

for me... but I’m 15 now, I can handle it.

But here’s the good news: I convinced daddy that it would be wonderful

to have pumpkin pies! The chef has already sent an order to the

village, specifically requesting that charming young delivery boy to

bring pumpkins for his Princess... so, now I wait.

18 March

Dear Diary,

Oh. Wow, so much to tell today. Link and his... uncle? Cousin? I think

it’s his cousin... they arrived with a wagon load of pumpkins to be

made into pies. But when they were done unloading, I asked if Link

would like to tour the castle, and of course he said yes! I promised

his cousin that he would be a guest of the Royal court for the day,

and that we’d send him back safely.

I showed him everything. My chambers, daddy’s chambers, the throne

room, the secret library, the kitchens, the stables, the towers and

battlements, and even the catacombs and sewers under the castle. We

even did some shooting, and I have to say, he’s quite talented. Even

Impa had to admit that he took to the bow very naturally.

I think he enjoyed his day, but he seemed sort of more interested in

me. It’s not surprising... I mean, I’m a princess, after all, and an

incredibly good looking one, to boot. I have to be careful, or he’ll

wind up with a huge crush on me. Which reminds me...

I went through the archives again this morning. I found references to

at least two more heroic figures named Link, and what’s more, I found

a sketch by one of my ancestors of the Hero of Time. He looks exactly

like the Link I know.

And the Link I know is staying at the palace tonight. We lost track of

time, and the stablemaster didn’t want him to take a pony back at

night, so we’re waiting until tomorrow. I guess I’ll have some more

time with him in the morning. I wonder if he knows anything... he

seems rather dense, but honorable and sweet.

19 March, Morning

Dear Diary...

Oh dear...

I... I looked in on him while he was sleeping. Or, rather, I thought

he was sleeping. I snuck into his room and found him... playing with

himself. His eyes were closed, and he was mumbling my name over and

over as he stroked his cock.

I was so surprised I couldn’t move. It was... big. Too big for a boy

his age, and he was using both hands. He was sitting there on the edge

of his bed, about to cum, right when I walked in. I was quiet and he

didn’t hear the door open, and I just stood there with my hands over

my mouth! But then he looked at me...

He tried to run away, but I stopped him. I hugged him, I told him it

was okay, nothing to be ashamed of. Impa has taught me so much

about... sex... all the things mother would have, if she were still

here. But I... I was so curious.

I led him back to the bed, and tried to tuck him in. But his cock just

stood there making a tent out of the covers... I knew he’d never get

to sleep.

I reached in and grabbed it. I didn’t really know what I was thinking,

and I still don’t, but I figured it would help... and besides, I was

fascinated by it. By him.. by the way it made me feel when he was

masturbating while thinking about me.

It all happened so quickly... he was about to cum, and I didn’t know

if he would ejaculate... he’s so young... so I just... put it in my

mouth. He came so quickly, and there was so much. I swallowed it all.

He tried to hide under the covers, but I kissed him on the forehead

and told him it was “just a dream” and that everything would be ok in

the morning, and that he shouldn’t speak of it.

I was so wet when I went to bed... but now I have to get up and see

him again. I wonder what will happen...