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“Sometimes I can’t help but wonder if I am actually human. I have been used as a vessel for deities so many times I can’t help but feel like I lost my humanity long ago” Zelda mused. Those words had always been on her mind but never uttered out loud until now. They never wanted to tell Link how inhuman she sometimes felt. How it felt like her body wasn’t her’s but the Goddesses. Those feelings would always linger no matter how many years would pass.

“Your Frodo. Did you ever tell him how you felt? How devoted you were to him?” it was nice to switch the focus of the conversation onto someone else. Talking about herself became so draining after a while. Being the centre of attention had never been Zelda’s cup of tea yet it seemed like fate had different plans for them. Time and time again the princess would be in the spotlight and every single time they felt discomfort.

“I hope Frodo will end up here in Sallow. You deserve happiness, my dear Sam”

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Samwise didn’t have a good response for that. He had never come close to a deity in the way Zelda had, and he couldn’t hope to come up with something that wasn’t grasping at straws. But he tried anyway, because Sam would never let anyone he cared for go uncomforted. “I can’t say I know much about your background, but I do know you. I know you’ve got a big heart, and a level head, and you’re stubborn beyond belief. I think those are very human qualities indeed.”

Finally stepping back to resume cooking, Sam chuckled a bit at her question. “I did tell him, yes. I told him all the time, for years of my life, though it did take a long while for me to figure out just how deeply I meant it. I worked for him, you see, and its common to pronounce your devotion to the one you serve like that where I’m from. I realized it at a bad time, but we were lucky enough to get the chance to be with one another when we returned to the Shire. He sighed a little at that, vegetables going into a pot on the stove to soften.  “You’re too kind, Zelda, but I do too. I really do too… You know, its funny. You remind me of him quite a bit sometimes.”

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Closing her eyes when she felt his arms around her, Zelda could feel herself bit by bit relax. Comfort had always been a foreign concept to the princess of Hyrule. Her father wouldn’t give it to her and neither would her servants. The only one who ever did give her some sort of warmth and love was Link. And yes she loved him and what they had but to get comfort from someone else? That shook them to their very core. 

“I just don’t want you to feel like I am taking advantage of your kindness. I am getting better, I promise. I just.. I have bad days and good days when it comes to my still healing wound and today is one of the bad ones. I am sorry for raising my voice. I never wanted to yell at you” they whispered as they shook their head.

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Samwise shook his head in a firm insistence of ‘no’ to the princess. He couldn’t feel taken advantage of, not by her. If anything he felt as if he wasn’t doing enough. 

“Enough of that Miss Zelda. You’re not taking advantage of nothing. You’re human, and you have human feelings. I know the road you’re on isn’t an easy one, but lucky for you this isn’t my first time helping someone along it.”

He reached for another paper towel, and handed it to them so they could wipe their face. Sam hated seeing them like this— so full of pain and frustration that it brought them to tears. Frodo had days like that, and they had always been the worst. Maybe he should tell them about that. It would pose a good distraction from their own troubles of nothing else. 

“Don’t apologise to me. My Frodo was in a very similar position once, though it was his shoulder that was wounded. We were on the road, a fortnight away from the nearest help. I know the pain you’re feeling, but I also know that it’ll be a nasty memory in a little while. Nothing more than that. And as my friend Merry loved to point out: apparently scars make you cool.”

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“But I can’t” Zelda said and shook her head. “I can’t sit around and do nothing. That is not how I was raised. I am a princess for crying out loud. I can’t be lazy and I can’t be too active. What can I do? Oh right nothing!” she exclaimed and then felt herself sink into her seat when she realized that she had just raised her voice in the presence of Samwise. Guilt washed over her like a cold shower and they looked away. 

That was not their intention. But something just snapped. Years of pent up frustration just left them and they didn’t like the fact that she had directed that frustration onto someone they loved so dearly. The crying only got worse and they covered their face not only due to the tears that rushed down their face like a damn waterfall but also due to the shame.

They didn’t like being vulnerable around people. And especially not when it came to things like this. Not when it came to their past life in Hyrule. Samwise didn’t know anything about that place and yet they just expect him to understand. Why? Why should he?

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By an instinct that he didn’t know he had, Sam gathered Zelda up in as firm a hug as he was willing to not risk hurting her. Telling her to stop crying would be pointless, and he didn’t want her to feel like he wasn’t listening. 

When they settled enough for him to deem talking a safe route again, he spoke gently, “You can, and you must, Zelda. We all have to make little sacrifices sometimes, and I think someone as wonderful and bright as you can make it through this one. It's not forever. The clouds will pass over you one day, and the sun will be a marvel. But unless you make the choices necessary now, you won’t be able to enjoy it as much. Okay?” 

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The gentle nature of Sam was a stark contrast to what she was normally used to. If this had happened back home in the presence of her biological father then she wouldn’t have been met with the same warmth. Instead she would have been told to wipe those tears and pull herself together. A princess didn’t have the right to have moments of weakness. No no she had to be strong and cold. That is what their beloved father wanted. Zelda had made it their own personal goal back in Hyrule to go against everything he stood for. They wanted to follow the beat of their own drum and man did that stress him out. 

Good.

Looking at Sam, she frowned. They could feel how tense their shoulders were and how stiff their body became due to it. His gentle nature and the way he looked at them surprising them to their very core. “It..” they whispered and closed their eyes. “Hurts” admitting it out loud made them feel so vulnerable. But Samwise had proven time and time again that he can be trusted.

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Taking care of someone recovering from the edge of a knife was unfortunately not a foreign concept to Sam. He had tended Frodo’s shoulder on the road for two weeks with the help of Strider, and looked after it carefully when the dull aches popped up in the following years. He could do the same for Zelda (though luckily this time he wouldn't have to heal their wounds himself). 

“I believe it would,” he nodded, speaking gently. “So stop straining yourself. It's alright to sit and take it easy on yourself. Physically and mentally.”

He gently rubbed her bicep for a moment before pulling back to give her a little space. “Is there anything I can get for you?”

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“Two? Oh wow look at you go” Zelda said and giggled. It was good to know that he did have people that he loved. Because she was pretty biased when it came to love. Without Link in her life he didn’t know how much of Hyrule and Sallow she could take. She would have just shut down and walked around an emotionless robot her entire life. Link had been their saving grace time and time again. It felt like whatever life threw their way, they could handle it alongside their blonde hero.

“Oh hold on you need some salt” Trying to stand up, she let out a low whimper and sat down again. Even though she was slowly getting better and stronger, she could still have moments when her body just begged her to sit still or lay in bed. They really did miss going to work and they did miss being able to do all the things they used to do. But now it felt like their life was put on hold all because of the actions of one man.

Looking down on the floor, they cursed under their breath when they felt tears roll down their cheeks. It was just so unfair. And sometimes it became too much for Zelda to handle because this should have never happened.

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Zelda's comment made Sam chuckle. He supposed it was a bit amusing to think of. If you would've told him ten years ago that he would have the pair of them in his life like that, he wouldn't have believed you. He was a lucky hobbit, no doubt about it. 

“Right, I do-“ he started, yet broke off when he heard the sound they made. “Zelda.” 

In a moment, Samwise had set down everything in his hands and was at their side. He wiped the residual moisture from his hands before taking each of her shoulders in his grasp. The look he gave her was one of deep understanding. 

He reached and tore a paper towel off of the roll, quickly handing it to her.  He used his other hand to lift her chin as a parent would their child. That's when the realization suddenly hit him, the understanding of exactly why he was so concerned for this woman. For some inexplicable reason, she had made her way into his heart like that. All he could do about it was try and make sure she was alright. He tried for a comforting smile, and hoped it worked.  “Deep breaths, that's it. No need for tears now.”

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Placing their hands over their stomach, they sighed. Even though Zelda was back up on their feet, they could still feel the pain every now and then. It came in waves. One second her stomach didn’t ache and she could move around and then the next it felt like if they made one move they would fall over. So it would be best to just sit still for the time being and let Samwise help them. 

“Oh Samwise. I am certain that you will find someone” they then fell silent for a couple of seconds. “Unless.. there’s already someone” arching a brow, the princess couldn’t help the giggle. She was eager to learn more about the other and if this meant that she would have to poke around then so be it. 

“Oh? Do tell”

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Sam’s eyes darted to Zelda’s hands for a moment before he spoke. He wanted greatly to ask if she was feeling alright, but he knew what her answer would be. His eyes quickly met their gaze before it became anything too noticeable.

With a slight smile and a shake of his head, he chuckled, “I do already have someone, Zelda. I mean, look at me.” He playfully gestured to himself. “Two someones, actually, but they're… well they aren’t here. I've looked.” 

He did his best to not sound too sad about it, despite much it hurt to think about. He had been around Frodo his whole life, so the adjustment to their separation was a bit much at times. He did his best to get by despite that, though.

“Yes, well, it's not completely new, but it's much clearer than it was. I figured out I used to be the mayor of my home town,” a tiny smile graced his lips, as it usually did when he thought of home. “Nothing big, I know, but I never had a clear word for it before.”

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Listening to Sam talk about his job, Zelda smiled to herself. Sometimes they didn’t know how to cope with the fact that here in Sallow they were surrounded with people that cared for her and loved her. Back home in Hyrule she had to take care of herself, protect herself and be there for herself. That was until they met Link and everything just changed for the better. 

This town had not only given her a sense of belonging but also given her the greatest gift of all; Link. Being able to be with him and actually be his was everything to Zelda. It had been a dream for so many years but now it was reality. Now they could kiss his lips and hold his hand, tell him that she loved him and sleep in his arms. 

They were finally content. “Well I am happy that you have someone at work willing to help you. You deserve a helping hand”

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As Sam continued his work with the vegetables, he nodded a soft smile to them. Maybe it wasn’t perfectly ideal to be in this town alone, but he was making do. The Shire would always be his true home, but Sallow Hills would do. He would make it so. 

“Thank you Zelda,” he hummed, careful not to catch his fingers under the knife. “It's nice to have some more time to myself, even if there's nobody to share it with.” He said it, still with a little smile on his face, but it did make his chest ache a little to know there was no Frodo or Rosie here to share his time with. He missed them greatly, though he talked about them little. It hurt too much to stir up those feelings. 

Changing the subject, he went on, “You know, I remembered something last night that I hadn't been able to the day before.”

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“Yeah I am just gonna try and be as patient as I possibly can. I don’t want to stress Link too much. Also having some time off work isn’t all that bad. Don’t get me wrong. I love being a model. It’s a dream come true. But sometimes it can tend to get a little hectic and those are the moments I don’t miss. Being able to just sit down and catch my breath is quite the relief. It’s gonna give me new energy to get back into the swing of things" 

It had also helped with her sleeping schedule. "So the kitchen is all yours” gesturing towards the counter, the princess then moved to sit down, letting out a sigh when she did. “Have I ever asked you about your life here in Sallow?”

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The thing Sam had always liked about kitchens was they were widely the same no matter where you went. Yes— the addition of electricity to kitchens on Earth was a bit confusing at first, but he soon realised all of the fixtures were the same at their core. Nothing could stand between a Hobbit and his meal, not even an electric hob. 

Getting to work, Sam began poking through the fridge after washing his hands. He thought on her words. He had been in Link’s position before: worried about the one he loved getting hurt again, yet wanting the best for them. “It is a good time to get your rest in. Not often you get an excuse to pause your life for a while.”

Eventually, he had gotten a small spread of things out on the counter, and he began chopping. “You did, but I didn’t have much to say at the time. I was newer to town, and didn’t have much going,” he said, fondly recalling their initial accidental meeting. “Well, as you know I own the Nursery, and everything there has been going well. I got an employee to help with everything, and she’s been a miracle. Her name’s Ivy. She doesn't seem to enjoy talking to me much, or anyone for that matter, but I think she’ll come around. Either way she’s quite talented at what she does. I’m glad to have her. It gives me a bit more free time, though to do what, I don't know,” he chucked at that, picking up another potato to dice.

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“Okay only if you are sure. I am starting to get better when it comes to the whole standing up thing. It took some time after the whole.. incident took place. But I am getting there and I am beyond happy about that. I do not like to just lay around and hope that everything is going to be fine. I need to actually make sure that I am gonna be fine and not just hope and wonder" 

Zelda had always been quite stubborn when it came to these things. They had never been someone who let other people take care of them. Not even the people that worked for her back home in Hyrule. No no they refused. She was her own person which meant that she can take care of herself. And that she could. Zelda had proven that time and time again.

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Sam had always enjoyed cooking, he was a Hobbit after all, and cooking was one of a Hobbit’s favorite activities. So he didn’t mind to offer at all, especially if the cause was to make sure Zelda didn’t start feeling any worse than they already did.

“‘If I'm sure?’ You sound ridiculous,” he said as he shook his head, a fondness in his voice and a glint in his eye. He understood her eagerness to get on with life after such an injury. He had seen it firsthand with his Frodo on multiple occasions. “No, I didn’t think you would like such a thing. You’ve always struck me as a doer, and not a watcher. Every step is one more step back to normal, I think. You’ll be up to your usual antics again in no time.”

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It would be a long process but as long as they had people supporting them, they knew that everything would be okay. The wounds had healed beautifully and it was comforting to know that. The time she had spent at the hospital had not been for nothing. Even though all they wanted to do was get back home and lay in the comfort of Link’s arms, they knew it was better to stay in the hospital for as long as they needed.

But thankfully it only took her a month and now she was finally able to live her life again. Go to work, spend time with friends and sleep next to their boyfriend. Ah right, they would have to try and call Merlin. They missed him so it was a no brainer.

“Oh Sam” placing a hand on her chest, she smiled. “You are so sweet. I do need to get better at standing up for long periods of time”

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There wouldn’t be a day seen on Earth where Sam wouldn't support Zelda with whatever they may need. He had taken a liking to them from the day they met, and only wanted the best for them. Sam would cook her and Link three meals a day if it meant she would heal faster (that was quite unrealistic, and would likely be quite bothersome for everyone involved, but the thought was what mattered).

He was overjoyed she liked the gesture. He had been slightly nervous as he wasn’t sure if this was a social norm shared between their worlds or not. In coming to Sallow Hills he discovered many of his ways were “outdated”; he was glad to find this was not one of them. 

“I just wanted to lend a hand, ‘n this is the only way I know how,” he replied, smiling back at her. “If you want, I can help you with making somethin’ for us. That way you can sit down if’n you need. How's that sound?”

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“It is great to see you as well, Samwise” they said and smiled softly. It had been a slow process but it was one they were not finished with. It would take some time and they knew that. But it was only natural to have moments of frustration when things went on for a little too long and a little too slowly. All they wanted was for everything to get back to normal. But would things ever be like they once were? Zelda had just endured a life or death situation. They now had stories to tell that she didn’t want to even utter out loud. This would linger forever. 

“Oh do come in. I could make us some lunch if you want to?” the brunette asked, tilting their head as they moved to the side so Sam could enter her and Link’s home.

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To be able to hear Zelda’s voice was a comfort in and of itself. She was more important to him than most people in this place (even if he couldn’t pinpoint why that was). 

“I could never turn down a meal when it's offered, but only if you’re up to it, mind you.” He was a Hobbit after all, and they had seemingly bottomless stomachs. It was a rare occasion for any one of them to turn down a good plate of food. Sam made his way inside, careful to keep his dish upright. 

With a little gesture with it, he smiled at them. “Made the pair of you somethin if’n you don’t feel up to cooking. Do you want me to set it in the kitchen?” Sam had been there only once before, but he could find his way if needed. 

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Being home after almost a month felt amazing. It proved once again just how resilient and stubborn Zelda was. The last thing they wanted at the moment was to just lay in a hospital room, staring up at the ceiling bored out of their mind due to the fact that there was nothing she could do in that room. All she could do was lay there and twiddle her thumbs and hope she would get to return home someday soon. And here they were. 

Hearing a knock at the door, the former princess let out a soft hum and made their way to the hallway, opening the door and flashing the familiar face a soft smile. “Samwise” she greeted. 

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The news of what happened to his friend had taken Sam by a major surprise. He hadn’t thought such things could possibly happen here, but there he went thinking again. He thought of Zelda often– if she was feeling better, if she was terribly frightened, how long it would be until she could get back to normal. When she had let him know that she was home and heading in the direction of normality once more, he was overjoyed and assured her that he would be round to visit her as soon as he had the chance.

He made it to her doorstep with a large covered dish of food in hand. It was only polite to bring someone in recovery a bit to help them on their way. When she opened the door, he grinned at her. Seeing her alright and in person took a weight off of his shoulders. “Zelda! Great to see you’re upright and about again.”

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“I can talk about him for hours and never grow tired of it” Zelda smiled. “His name is Link and we are bound together in a way. We die in one timeline and come back in another but we always find each other. We never stay too far away from one another and that is the greatest comfort I have ever experienced. His duty was to keep me and my kingdom safe from evil. Along the way it just seems like we both fell madly in love. Took us a while to finally admit it out loud. From my part it was out of fear of being rejected”

“And when it comes to me. Well I used to be a princess but now I am a model. I am a huge animal lover and I also love long showers and walks in the woods. In a way it soothes me from the confusion of this town”

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No matter how many strange things he had seen, the tales which some members of Sallow Hills had to offer still managed to leave Sam a bit taken aback. Right, so reincarnation was a thing. Mental note on that one. 

“That really is a slow burning love story if I’ve ever heard one. I’m afraid you’ve got me beat,” he chuckled. He knew a thing or two about that sort of fear, so he could hardly hold it against her for waiting so long (not that Sam was the type of person to do such a thing). They certainly looked the part of a princess; they had the same kind air around them as the Lady Arwen did, though he wasn't completely sure if she was an actual princess or not. “Princess? Well that surely does fit you, doesn't it.”

He smiled, one kind yet tinged with a sadness, “Walks in the woods have always done me good, even before I came here. But I have heard some strange tales about the one surrounding town.” Sam didn’t remark on his own experience with the not-so-friendly forest he had been in before; he didn’t think there was a bouncy man in a funny coat living in this forest, either, so he left that out as well. “If I’m being honest, it gives me the creeps sometimes, but it offers some interesting flora to study, so I make trips to it anyway” 

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“Don’t be. I am used to it at this point. Does it suck that I have to get used to not having my freedom? Sure. But this is my life now” Zelda shrugged. It was draining, yes. But to be able to stand in front of the camera and pretend for just a couple of hours, it made everything worth it in the end. Zelda wanted to be a model and she wanted to be pretty big one at that. They wanted to leave an impact in the fashion world. And nothing like that could happen if all she did was stay hidden. 

“Oh you are too kind” they blushed and then giggled. “But yes I have known him for many years. It’s actually about damn time me and him are an official couple”

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Samwise felt her words ring true for himself. It had taken far too long for him to get the courage to ask Rosie to go out with him, and longer with Frodo. It was sort of strangely comforting to hear that he wasn't alone in that. 

“Ah it's not too kind. You deserve the compliment,” with a grin, he took a sip of his cappuccino, making a little bit of a face as the drink burnt his tongue. “You want to tell me about him— and oh, where are my manners, more about yourself?” He asked the question in the way a parent would their child, kind and curious.

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Signing up for a life in the spotlight is never easy. Especially when all you want to do is take photos in beautiful clothes. All Zelda wanted to do was work. They didn’t want to be cornered like this. Yes they did sign up for their face being used in magazines and in fashion shows but what they didn’t sign up for was losing their privacy and their life all together. People put this image on them and it was an image that did not fit in with who Zelda was as a person. And that was the hardest thing to accept. 

“Yeah. Being a model is a job that requires me to basically be this perfect little doll that accepts that people corner me when all I wanna do is go and buy some ice cream for me and my boyfriend” rolling their eyes, they then looked at the other. “It’s disheartening really how people forget that I am still human”

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There was something familiar in her sentiment. After, well, everything Samwise had been through, too many people knew him- or thought they did- for his liking. They assumed what it had been like, what he had seen, had heard, had lived. They made judgements, and thought they had right to pry in business not of their own. Certainly, it wasn't as intensely evasive as what Zelda described, but he could sympathize. 

“That sounds quite disheartening indeed. Some people have no respect, and I’m sorry you have to suffer it.” He had gotten them a table, and ordered the pair of them drinks and something to snack on while they spoke. After a moment, he smiled, wanting to talk about something nicer, “So, boyfriend? Lucky lad to get to be with someone lovely as you. Have you known him long?”

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“Ah I am sorry about that. I’m Zelda. It’s a pleasure to meet you” the brunette said and smiled softly as they looked at him. He seemed to be a sweetheart and that was a nice change compared to some of the people she had ran into in recent days. People who just assumed that they could stop her just because she worked as a model. It was disheartening, truth be told. 

“And holding onto your arm would be nice. Once again thank you so much for being so kind” hooking their arms around his, Zelda took a deep breath in order to make her spinning head somewhat stable. 

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“Well, its nice to meet you as well,” Sam grinned back at her as they began to walk up the street. He liked them already. In all honesty, he couldn’t fathom the idea of people swarming him in the street like that. What Hobbit would? He would rather stay hidden away indoors forever than have to face that regularly.  “Ah don’t mention it, I’m glad to help.” Not wanting to intrude, but still curious, he asked the most prominent question in his mind, “So you have to deal with things like that often? How do you manage it?”

In order to help maintain her balance, he didn’t walk too fast. It took a bit of concentration as he had always had the nasty habit of stumbling over his own feet. As they approached the café, Sam opened the door to let them in first.

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Placing a hand on their forehead, Zelda let out a heavy sigh. It had been a long time since they had felt like this. It wasn’t an illness, that she knew. That only specifically happened whenever she stayed away from Link for selfish reasons. No this was something else. The adrenaline was slowly starting to come down which was the main reason as to why it felt like the entire world was spinning around the poor brunette. 

Taking a deep breath in an attempt to try and ground herself, they then hummed when they listened to what the stranger was saying. “Mhm yeah some water would be nice. And maybe a bite to eat. It’s been a couple of hours since breakfast” licking their lips, Zelda closed their eyes.

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Sam would occasionally get teased by his friends for being ‘such a mother hen,’ but in times like these, he couldn’t find it in himself to care. He was ready to reach out and catch her if she were to faint, but hopefully it would not come to that. The model’s suggestion of food was a good idea by him; he was a hobbit after all, and eating was one of his favorite activities. 

“That sounds quite alright with me. Do you want my arm to hang onto while we walk, miss… I’m sorry, I don’t think I caught your name.” he had held out his arm in a polite manner if they decided to accept the offer. He didn’t want to chance them falling down on the way there. 

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Due to everything that had just taken place, Zelda was a little dizzy. And that was understandable. So many different faces, smells and voices. It would overwhelm just about anyone. Especially when you are not prepared. Meeting fans was something she loved but she would much rather have a meet up planned than to be rushed and cornered like this. Their heart was beating fast in their chest but the more they let the stranger guide them away from the crowd, the more safe she started to feel. 

Blinking a couple of times, Zelda looked at him and then cleared her throat. “I am not so sure. I feel a little lightheaded” they admitted and then cleared their throat. “Ah that? Those were my fans. I work as a model”

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There was something strangely familiar, being in their presence. It wasn't that Samwise thought knew her specifically, but looking at her gave that strange sort of tug in his chest— the one which always came about when a blurred memory of someone was dancing at the edge of his mind and wouldn't come into focus. They reminded him of someone he had forgotten. What an odd feeling.

This only caused the concern he had to grow. You could say what you would about Sam, but his heart was much bigger than most. 

“Ah, well you’ll have to forgive me. I don't really keep up with that sort— sorry, that's not important. You’re light headed? Do you need to sit down, or the café’s just up the street, we could get you some water or somethin’.”

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Zelda knew the risks when they decided to pursue modeling. They knew that their life would change and that privacy no longer would exist in their world. It was all rather tragic. But it had gotten worse and worse by each passing day. In the beginning of living here things had been pretty calm due to Zelda just starting off this career path. But now that they had lived here for a while and have made a name for herself, things had quickly changed. Some days they could go to the store and not be surrounded. But there were days, like this one for instance, when they didn’t really have a choice in the matter. 

It started with maybe ten people and then it escalated into thirty. Truth be told, Zelda had lost count and now it felt like they were drowning out at sea. No one seemed to care however. They must think; it’s her own fault. She is a celebrity, she knew what she signed up for. 

It was close minded and it was cruel. No one deserved to lose their humanity just because of the job they have. And being a model shouldn’t really be that big of a deal but guess they were wrong. They didn’t want to change career path, of course not. But maybe they should listen to their boss about getting security. Back home in Hyrule, they had been isolated from the rest of the world. But here? Here she could be free. And she didn’t want to lose that. So they would just have to come up with a deal. 

They had about given up when it came to getting help when they heard someone speak up. Their eyes widened when they saw a kind looking man hold out his hand to them. Taking it without hesitation, they let out a sigh of relief.

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Pulling on the hand clasped to his, Sam managed to tug the stranger through the crowd. He kept her close until they were a ways away from the mess of people. He had vaguely remembered doing something similar with someone close to him before, but the specifics of memory felt intangible (as many of them did these days), so he gave up on the train of thought for the time being. 

When it was safe, Sam let go of her hand. He looked at her, concern etched into his brow. “You alright, miss? Seemed like quite the fuss. What’s that all about, if you don’t mind me asking?”

⌘ Samwise & Zelda ⌘

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Samwise Gamgee had developed a nice routine over the past few months. Most days, he would go to work, maintain the various plants he looked after, go home, repeat. His days off held slightly more variety, leading him in and out of different shops and eateries, but even they remained relatively dull. 

Sam was still fairly new to the town of Sallow Hills, and he was so focused on balancing things out, he had gotten little time to make friends (which was a great disappointment as he loved to socialize). Most who lived there were kind, though. They helped make the sudden change of scenery a little easier. 

As in all places, there were people who weren’t so kind. Sam made it a purpose to not stick his nose into other people’s business, his Gaffer’s advice still echoing in his ears after all this time; keep your nose out of trouble, and no trouble will come to you. Though it seemed today was one to break that rule; to his displeasure, he noticed a bit of a scene on his walk home.

It nearly didn’t catch his eye. There was a small mass of people on the side of the walk, and it wasn’t until he had drawn closer that he realized they were amassing around a nervous-looking woman. She looked vaguely familiar, but there wasn't time to dwell on such things. Pushing in on the crowd helped him better figure out the situation.

“Isn't it a bit late in the day to be bothering people on their walks home? Get out of here, the lot of you.” He hadn’t shouted, but said it loud enough for them all to have heard. When he was able, he held out a hand to the woman they had been surrounding. “Come on, best to get you away from here.”