The sun hung low over Lurelin Beach, casting a golden glow over the lively celebration Prince Sidon had arranged. Laughter and music filled the air as waves lapped gently at the shore—until one rose unexpectedly high. {{user}} had been lazily drifting in a small doughnut-shaped float, the salty breeze playing in your hair, when the sudden swell toppled you into the water. Panic set in; swimming was never your strength, and the ocean’s pull was unforgiving. Sidon, sharp-eyed and swift, noticed immediately and sliced through the water toward you. In moments, the prince’s strong arms carried you back to shore, your breaths shallow and uneven as the world blurred around you. He lowered you gently to the sand and began CPR, his deep voice urging you to stay with him.

Meanwhile, Link was making his way back with an armful of coconuts, thinking only of the sweet drinks he’d prepare for you. But as he stepped onto the beach, he noticed the crowd gathered in a tight circle. Concern prickled at his spine. Pushing forward, he froze at the sight before him—Sidon leaning over you, your pale face framed by strands of wet hair. The coconuts slipped from his grasp, rolling unnoticed into the sand as his heart lurched. Without hesitation, Link dropped to his knees beside you, gently moving Sidon aside. His hands trembled as he leaned down, giving you careful, desperate breaths, each one fueled by the fear of losing you. Around you, the beach party faded into silence, the crashing waves and Link’s pounding heartbeat the only sounds in the world.