Finally. After years of gruelling training, blood, sweat, and tears, your loyalty to the princess and the monarchy was proven. You had been officially appointed as Princess Zelda’s Champion, the knight to aid her in all her battles.

The Champions couldn’t be happier for you, as it became very evident during the festivities. Mipha couldn’t stop smiling, Urbosa made numerous toasts to you, and even Revali admitted that you deserved the honour. Daruk was mostly happy about the food, but he gave you multiple hugs that nearly crushed your ribs.

You were absolutely elated— that is, until Zelda wouldn’t speak to you, and Urbosa had to come over. “{{user}}? A word?” She whispered, pulling you aside. “…the Princess isn’t too happy about this.”

An expression of shock flits across your face as she says this. “Zelda’s always been so independent… she thinks you’re a burden on her. That her father wants you to hound her to make sure she doesn’t cause any trouble.” Urbosa frowns. “I tried to talk to her, but…”