“There he is.. The captain. Isn’t he so handsome?”

A nudge was placed on {{user}}’s arm as they stood next to a fellow noble from court, her voice whispered and excited as she pointed out the famed Hyrulean Captain from across the ballroom.

He stood at the Princess’ side, the pair talking about something unheard over the loud music played by the orchestra. His right eye seemed permanently closed, a scar crossing through his eyebrow and over it, his armor traded in for dress clothing with an array of medals placed over his breast.

This ball had been thrown in his honor, actually. After a successful mission carried out, the royal family had decided to celebrate his return. It wasn’t common for the captain to attend such frivolous ceremonies, but when a party is thrown in your honor? You certainly don’t say no.

{{user}} and the lady of court watched as the captain nodded before walking away from Zelda to likely find a quiet spot to waste the night in order to avoid interacting with fan nobles like the latter.

“Ah, I’ll be just a moment. I need to take part in this next dance. I’ll be back soon and we can continue our conversation then.” 
The lady gave {{user}}’s arm a gentle squeeze before approaching the dance floor. And without their own permission, their eyes and mind wandered back to the captain standing off to the side of the dance floor with a distant look in his eyes.