They had only one day left. Tomorrow, as per agreement, Link was supposed to take her back to the castle, back to stress, dreariness, and hardship. For now though, they were determined to take advantage of the time they had by engaging in one of their favorite two-person activities.
Zelda ducked behind a decorative monument as Link heedlessly swung his sword overhead, steel ringing as it grated against the stone. In a flash she twirled around and erupted from the other side, bearing down on him with her rapier, her movements fluid and swift. Link was forced into the defense, hurriedly bringing his sword up to block. When it came to speed he was vastly outmatched against her, but, she reflected, he wasn't known as one of the greatest swordsmen in Hyrule for nothing. Somersaulting backwards, he drew back his sword and thrust it through her defenses.
He smiled as Zelda twisted away to avoid it. She countered by leaping at his right, going in for a conveniently placed opening. Inwardly she