Author's Notes: I managed to break part of my writer's block. Must be the migraine meds. Anyway, this chapter isn't very good, and I may have to rewrite it. Anyway, this is Zelda's POV on her relationship thus far with Ganondorf. Or shall I say Beast Ganon. :) Enjoy.

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He is always here.

I can’t get him away from me, and I can’t seem to escape his ever present stare.

It sends chills down my spine most of the time, the way his bright gold eyes study my every move, as if he is just waiting for me to slip up, to fail. Well, I will not allow him the pleasure of seeing me lose my kingdom, my mind, or my heart. Not to him.

Not to anybody.

I am not the stupid little Princess who sits in her room, awaiting her rescuer. I bear the Triforce of Wisdom for gods’ sake! I can hold the fate of the world in my hand if I so desire!

But I don’t. I’ve never desired to control the power of the gods completely. No, that was for him. Or so he thought.

He is a demon of hideous proportions. His heart surely twisted him into this, by some will of the gods he became what he is because of his icy demeanor.

He is half man, half boar. His red mane flows down his back, his razor sharp fangs glint in the moonlight. He has been transformed into the demon of lore, the creature the fabled hero once fought and destroyed.

But those are only legends. Or at least they were. Now…I’m not certain of anything. The stories I was told as a young child seem to be coming true, and I cannot help but feel in the back of my mind that it is partially my responsibility.

The Twilight is said to judge those who enter it, transforming the wicked and cruel into monsters in their own right. Clearly he got his just dues.

The Twilight had no effect on me. I’m not entirely certain why, but I feel Nayru saw fit to keep me in my current form, perhaps to escape him.

And yet, something is holding me back. Something in those golden eyes sparks of humanity, and I cannot hate him. He made a mistake, proof that he is, or once was, a human.

But he should have learned from his mistake! Instead, he took my kingdom, forcing my father into exile…

My father was weak, though. He could not govern the people of Hyrule as they needed. I wish he could have seen that I could…that I can do it…that I will yet do it.

Ganondorf can keep me here no longer. I will find refuge outside of these castle walls. I will no longer be the ghost of a woman, hiding in his hideous shadows.

Tonight, I will become the princess of ancient myth. I will escape my fate of falling to the Demon King, and I will find my father.

Tonight, I will restore my pride.