"Also," Zelda says with narrowly suppressed excitement, "they only thrive in the wild. It's a miracle we located any out here." She smiles.

She looks away from you, tracing the flower petals with her hand. Her favorite past time is picnics with you; this time, you found a cluster of Silent Princesses. It's funny, they are just like her. A princess who remains silent instead of confessing her feelings. She's no different from her favorite flower.

"Beautiful, are they not?" She glances towards you. Zelda can't help but ramble when you're around, you're the only one who cares to listen.