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[zeldahijinks]

Hello! If the requests box is still open, I would like to request a scenario of Sidon's crush arriving in the Zora Domain with Link on his journey while she has a cold from the constant rain? :) Thank you!

[A/n: here ya go, sweetums. :D]

It did not matter what kind of potions, fairies or food you had. As far as you knew it, you claim yourself incurable and were going to die from the pressure in your face.

Link glanced at you concerned, taking in your stuffy nose, and your bloodshot eyes. The past few days traveling to Zora’s Domain have not been easy while he had to take care of your coldriddened butt. He had to ward off bokoblins going after your incapacitated form, make sure your fever didn’t get too high and overall, listen to your complaints and how you were “dying”.

The trip would have been a breeze if you didn’t catch this forsaken cold from the rain, but like adding salt to a wound, it continued to rain the whole trip. All you could think of was how you wish to be in a regular bed and sleep for the next six months, but Link was adamant getting to the palace as quickly as possible.  

However, you were far too apprehensive about the whole thing. Every inch of your body was screaming from anxiety at the thought of Prince Sidon seeing you in such a way. You could guess that your face was swollen and you looked absolutely horrendous. You tried many times to convince Link to let you rest and wait it out, but in his own way he told you the faster you two got there, the better off you would be.

So now, here you were leaning against his back while riding Epona. You groaned just wanting to lay down, but once you saw the unique masoned towers renowned by the Zoras, your heart sank. There was no backing out now and Sidon would see you in a pitiful state. You could only wonder what he must be doing right about now.

Sidon waited patiently in the throne room beside his father and occasionally had to ignore his father’s light jests of the poor Prince’s nerves. He had received a letter from Link a few weeks ago announcing he will soon be visiting and Sidon’s heart about jumped from his chest seeing your name scribbled on the piece of paper you would be accompanying him.

He recalled spending the rest of the evening staring into space as he fantasize showing you around his kingdom. The usually high confidence he had was a stark difference to how he actually felt now.

He was nervous and a little more fussy than usual. After all, Sidon had been vying for you for some time now and whenever he got the chance to be around you, he felt himself clamp up. Each day that passed, his heart would thump a little stronger in anticipation for your arrival. He began to gear himself up and tell himself he would be the proud leader he was raised to be and show you everything he had to offer.  

Sidon had made an itinerary for you in hopes being over planned would help him shine, and once he heard the guards announce visitor’s arrival, his heart lodge itself in his throat and stood at attention. He anxiously awaited and once he saw Link step in, he couldn’t help ignoring his friend momentarily as his eyes fell on you.

Sidon’s stomach dropped seeing your weak form. You look like you been put through the ringer and not all to pleased to be here. Without hesitation, Sidon rushed to your side, briefly greeting Link before he grabbed you from the knight.

First off, when you have made your way up the stairs, the last thing you ever anticipated was Sidon lifting you up the moment he saw you. The rush of the motion swirled your brain around and you covered your face feeling ashamed you were ill.

“Goodness, [Name]! What happened to you! You should be in bed, not here!” Sidon’s voice rushed in pace with his own jogging. You were slightly shocked to see him ignore everyone else and whisk you off to Hylia knows where. Whatever you thought Sidon would think of you was pushed far back into your mind as you try to comprehend how terribly concerned  he was for your well-being.  

The next thing you knew, you were lying in a bed in a private room. Sidon was fussing about, running to one handmaid to the next to gather anything you might need. They eventually had to help him out as he was attempting to gather all medicines, linens, and what have you, by himself. To say you felt a little special would be an understatement while he placed a wet rag upon your forehead and then handing you water.

“Forgive me, the best thing you need right now is tea, but it will take a moment to prepare. I hope this will suffice in the meantime.” He spoke in a hushed tone.

You had to grab his hand that was attempting to fix your sheets to get him to calm down. “Sidon? Are you okay?”

He paused for a moment and it seemingly clicked just how overbearing he was being. He pulled back from his spot next to the bed and gathered himself. His shoulders were stiff as he stared straight at you. “Yes-” His voice cracked for a split moment, “Ahem…Yes. I sincerely apologize for my rash behavior. You do not look well at all and I suppose I let myself get carried away.”

You weren’t sure how to feel, but all you knew was that the small butterflies in your stomach evolve to a swarm. “No, no, you are fine. I am sorry I am imposing on you, I tried to tell Link I shouldn’t visit being unwell. And I was right-” You sighed, leaning back into the plump pillows. “I am so sorry to be a burden.”

“You have not and never will be a burden, my love! I am only concern for your health. You must know I am delighted to have your presence in my home!” Sidon retorted with such genuine enthusiasm that you almost missed what he just called you.

You sat for a moment and Sidon beginning to wonder why you were shocked, until he replayed his words in his head. He felt like his body was shot with an ice arrow and he attempted to keep a straight face, although the small hint of a blush betrayed him.

“What…What did you say?” You stuck a pinky in your ear, fearing your swollen sinuses just made you misheard him.

He tapped his thumbs together as he nervously gathered his thoughts. A moment passed before the Prince sighed, the small blush growing bigger, and he looked straight into your eyes. “The way I wanted to confess certainly did not involve this, but since I have let it slip I suppose I must admit… [Name], I wish to court you. I think you are a vibrant and extraordinary person, and I would be honored if you at least gave me the chance.”

He was curt and professional. Nothing less expected from a Prince, but it didn’t matter. You were in a state of shock and felt your face flush.

“Sidon.”

“…Yes?” “Please ask me again when I feel better. I think my fever is making me delusional because it feels too good to be true..”

He only chuckled looking off the side bashfully, “I will ask you multiples times if that is what I have to do to.”